Table of Contents Reader Letter Introduction to Paradise A Paradise Introduction to Ernest and Petunia Ernest and Petunia Introduction to Skeletons Skeletons Interoduction to Process of a Process Paper Process of a Process Paper Conclusion

Reader Letter

Dear Reader
A wise but troubled man once said, "The task ahead of us is never as great as the one behind us," Brian Dover from Alcoholics Anonymous.

Where ever my path may lead I have the map I am now making to mark what I have achieved in my schooling. My time line threw school has been hard. I was never given a chance to make myself better that I was told I was. I was dyslexic as a child and pushed in to disability classes just for that. I missed out on a normal education and was pushed to just learning reading skills. The administrator of my elementary school ignored my math and writing courses. That led to poor skills in that subject because I was so behind. That lead to poor spelling and grammar skills threw out the rest of grade school. I am Vanessa Arellano and I am twenty years old. I have had many problems in my years of school due to not applying myself. The quote I started off with describes my path I have completed thus far. What I have coming in my path of school is nothing compared to what I have accomplished. I have come a long way and don’t plan to stop anytime soon. I am the youngest of four and the only one in my family to even graduate high school. My achievements thus far are great but they will only grow.

After being put down so much I just stayed there, and lost my effort to learn. I never applied myself even if I was capable of learning I was told I couldn’t so much that trying just seemed silly. That lead into my life I was scared to play games, let people read what I have written or even spell in front of someone. I hit the bottom in middle school. I didn’t attend class or even try because I didn’t think I was smart enough. Just as I got to that point my dad lost his job and we moved to Washington from sunny California. That changed everything I finally was out of a bad school system and had teachers that cared and made me attend school. My family even started to back me and push for a better education. Scenic then I have tried, I work on my flaws in writing and try to improve myself.

I am now enrolled in my first semester in collage. My English class has helped me so much. It seems now I am like a sponge soaking up every bit of knowledge that is thrown at me. I chose to start at the bottom of everything and work my way up. I want to improve my skills and not feel scared to read or spell in front of people. The following writing samples are things I have completed in my first semester in collage. They are all assignments I was given and writing styles I was versed in; Furthermore, I am extremely proud of all of them. Reader I hope my stories inspires you and my work at lest entertains, Please enjoy your read.


Serenely, Vanessa

Introduction to a Paradise

The piece you are about to read is a journal I was assigned to do. It is from mid quarter and is a descriptive piece. I chose it because out of all my descriptive papers it is by far the best one in the science that it shows you the reader the place, without telling. I don’t say where something is but I describe what is around it and you end up getting the picture. I believe it shows my strength to visualize a place then write about it. I personal have never seen a place like this so I thought I did well to describe it. For example, "As the day came to an end the setting sun turned a stunning pink; the magical view took my breath away."

A Paradise

The taste of salt plunged into my mouth as the crashing of waves played music to my ears. As I opened my eyes the bright sun welcomed me back from my nap. After recovering from the blindness of the suns light I saw the giant palm tree twist in the horizon. Surrounding my orange beach towel was amazing diamond like sand that went on for miles.

It reached a cliff that was to the right, it was taller than anything in sight and casted a large showdown. Walking in the ice cold water I saw a fish that looked like rainbows swimming so close its like I was invisible to him. As I walked back to my towel the sand made a new layer on my feet, laying down I decided this is paradise I never wanted to leave Hawaii. Sipping on my strawberry smoothie I could feel the sun tanning my skin. As the day came to an end the setting sun turned a stunning pink; the magical view took my breath away. I sighed in sadness as I realized this was my last day in paradise.

Introduction to Ernest and Petunia

This was an assignment that I personally had a lot of fun with. We were told to view a picture and create dialog for the charters. I chose to include it because it shows how I can be a dramatic writer. It also includes a suspenseful ending! I believe the strength it shows is passion for creating charters. I have a vivid imagination and it shows with my writing. For example, "as the young couple sat in the garden there tension grew with every breath they took. Petunia Muttered in one breath, "Ernest darling, I’m with child."

Ernest and Petunia

As the young couple sat in the in the garden there tensions grew with every breath they took. Petunia muttered in one single breath, “Ernest darling, I’m with child.” He looked at her with joy in his eyes and stood up as if he were to announce it to the world. Petunia stopped his happiness with just a few words when she followed with, “But I think it’s your fathers.”

“What!” He shouted as his face turned beat red. With all the anger in his mind he smacked Petunia to the floor with one hit.
“How dare you!” Ernest screamed, “You have descried my family and me for that you must die.” As he picked up a knife from the picnic table he held it above her head ready to thrust it into her.

“No!’ she screamed as a gunshot interrupted the whole argument. Ernest fell to the floor and blood poured out of his chest. Petunia turned and there stood Ernest father. Petunia ran to his arms and said, “oh darling you have saved me!” She held him tightly.

Ernest father replied, “Anything for you my love, now let’s run off and live in France where we can raise are child and be together forever.”
Petunia replied lovingly, “That would be the greatest thing in the world.” So they rode off on a white horse into the sunset.

Introduction to Skeletons

This next piece is a assignment where we were given sentence and had to make a story around them. They were called skeletons and we using dialog and descriptive details gave it the skin. I believe it is by far one of the best things I have ever written. There was no length to the assignment and I ended up writing a three page paper. I got lost in my imagination in the process. I believe this shows my strength to show venerability in a charter, it even shows how well I can make up a single charter in one day. I just started to write and Steven came to life on the paper with each word I wrote. It’s easy to sympathize with my charter and to make you understand him without much to go off of, "Steven looked in every cabinet and dour to find something anything he was unsure what he wasn’t too sure on what he was looking for." This was extremely fun for me to write and I hope you enjoy reading it.

Skeletons

Steven was considered a good kid all in all. He fell into a bad crowd in high school; they were the rich kids that he considered cool because his family was more middle class. It started with Steven just eating lunch and hanging out with them at school, There was one impaticular Jennifer. She just completely took his breath away. If Jennifer said jump Steven would reply how high. When he started to attend parties with them the good kid inside ripped at the seams.

The popular kids he wanted so badly to be like were avid cocaine users. They would devote all their spare money to just get their hands on their next score. They could afford it, unfortunately Steven could not. He would just use it here and there on weekends and at parties. The luring high caused him to start purchasing it for himself. After a while he got sucked into the coke more and more. Jennifer even stopped talking to him because he was out of control. The monster she created ate Steven and took over, after a few weeks all of his new glamorous friends stopped talking to him.

Steven’s parents were not very tolerant with his new behavior. They booed him out after his first explosion at them, after having nowhere to live and no place to go he decided school wasn’t a main priority so he dropped that two. Steven thought that he could just roam the streets and survive on his own. Three days into that he had no money, no food, and no coke. Fearing for a fix he thought of breaking and entering. He strolled into the nicest neborhood in town one evening, thinking he could jack the most loot in a joint like that. Steven ran across a white house that looked like a castle, it was right in front of the woods at the end of the block and no lights were on. He figured he would have a better change excepting there rather than on the streets.

Steven nervously walked around the right side of the house to the back yard. There were a few steps leading to a back door that had a window in the center of it. Steven smashed the window with his fist that was raped in his sweatshirt, no alarm sounded so he proceeded into the empty home. The door lead to the kitchen, Steven looked in every cabinet and drawer to find something, anything he wasn’t too sure on what he was looking for in the first place. After opening the refrigerator he relaxed how hungry he was. Steven grabbed the first thing that catches his eye, a block of provolone cheeses he ripped it open and demolished it in his mouth. As he was drinking from the milk carton he noticed a knife set on the counter, he crept over and grabbed a large steak knife just Incas he ran into any trouble.

Once he started to move on the stares were the first thing to catch Steven’s eyes. He thought that the good stuff would be in a bedroom, Steven tiptoed upstairs. He briefly heard the sound of a radio on, so he stopped and listened carefully. But shot it up to paranoia and continued on the stares. With the knife glued to his trembling hand he nervously made his way to the top. At the top was a hallway, extending in both directions. The house was larger than he thought, Steven walked very slowly down the left hallway and then he heard the noise again. Much more clearly now he could depict the song, it was Modana, "Material girl". Scared out of his mind he panicked and headed towards the nose. All he could think of was how he didn’t want to captured by the cops. He irrationally opened doors that lead him to a dark corridor. Steven was sweating profusely as the music grew louder. The corridor was dark except for a pinpoint of light emitting from a keyhole on the other side of the room. He crept over not knowing or controlling his actions he swing the door open. There stood a girl in a red dress with long blond hair, she had a golden tiara in her hair and twenty or so diamond bracelets on her wrist in a bright red dress. She was sparkling in the light that was emitted from the top of the room. As the song "Material Girl" came to an end he was blinded by the glitter and gold, all he could think of is all the money he could get. Time came to a standstill, all of the sudden he was wrist deep in her back stabbing her passionately until his common scenic cough up with him. Steven frantically jumped off of her and dropped the bloody knife to the floor. As the she feel in slow motion to the ground her long blond hair separated over her face. She looked so familiar that he just had to get a better look. He gently brushed her hair off of her face with his bloody hand, leaving a thin line of blood across Jennifer’s face. He stood there for what seemed like forever, wondering if this was a good thing or a bad. After realizing where he was Steven bolted out of the room, down the stairs and out of the house into the dark deep woods.
The End.

Introduction to Processes of a Process Paper

This is my final writing assignment, we were told to write about a process. It was challenging for me I was stuck a t a wall. I ended up writing about the writing process and it turned out great. This is something I am so very proud of I think it is a helpful piece of writing and that its why I chose it. It shows my strengths to write more mutter I you could say. I used words I didn’t even know before and completely applied myself to this piece, such as tedious and stupendous. I used thesaurus dot com and it turned out wonderful. Here is a little to show you, "The writing process isn’t that hard if you just follow the steps you are versed in." I think these are wise words that I thought of. I tote myself a thing or two in the process of this paper.

The Process of a Process Paper

Have you ever had trouble with writing? Of course you have everyone does! What was it? Coming up with a substantial topic? Or having trouble with supporting details? Whatever it was we all know the writing process can be tricky; moreover, trying to write a paper on a process is extremely rigorous. When I was asked to write a paper on a process I was immotile. I had no idea on a good topic, nor did I know any sort of processes without doing research. Furthermore, trying to write about a process is a process in its self. The task may come easily to most, but personally it’s hard for me. I know I am not the only one who has toiled with what to write about. Therefore, I chose to write about the difficult process of writing. Writing processes are hard due to the fact they require a lot of steps that a lot of people may not understand.

The first step in writing a process paper is coming up with a good topic. That is where I was stuck. The topic needs to be something that has steps. It also needs to be something you know enough about to write it as a process. My first idea for this paper was working out. I love working out and do it all the time. I then realized it was far too vague so I scratched that idea. My second idea was yoga. I narrowed down working out to just yoga. However, that would be more on the descriptive side, and less of a process. Finally I thought of using the writing process as my topic. It started out as a joke, but was such a tedious process I deiced to use it. You also need an assertion for your topic. At first I didn’t even know what an assertion was, but it is what you think the reader should understand about the topic. My assertion defiantly is how difficult the writing process can be, even coming up with a relevant assertion is challenging. After you concluded your topic sentence, and your assertion it’s time to incorporating the two things into a thesis statement.

Second thing you need is a thesis statement. A thesis statement is something that makes your idea clear and states your topic and assertion. For some reason I had a lot of difficulties with this. One sentence that states so much information in such a brief statement that is where all of my topic ideas just disintegrated, and didn’t seem good enough. The thesis statement has a lot of guide lines and rules to make it relevant. Don’t make it an announcement, too broad, or something people can’t argue with. Thesis statements like that are less effective. Next incorporate your thesis statement into supporting details.
Third thing you need for writing a process paper is descriptive supporting details.

Supporting details should go along with your topic and assertion. One big mistake I seem to make is my supporting details go off topic. In a process paper the supporting details are tasks a person must do in order to complete the process. You need to explain why the person must do them; furthermore, you have to tell why it’s important. If I were to use working out as my topic I could have supporting details such as; yoga, stretches, and toning of the musicales. Having a narrowed down topic makes it a lot easier to come up with supporting details. When that is said and done you tie it all up in your conclusion.

The final step is the conclusion; you need to tie your topic and supporting details into one final point. The conclusion is probably the easiest step. You already have all of your information in the previous paragraphs. The conclusion is your last chance to say everything you need. It is where you polish off your paper. It’s best if you refer back to the beginning of your paper and then move on ward to your conclusion. That way you can gather all the necessary information. That is the way I normally come up with a stupendous ending.

The writing process isn’t that hard if you just follow the steps you are versed in. The hardest part is coming up with a pleasing topic. Something that you can write about, and have relevant supporting details for. Writing a thesis statement can be easy if you have a definite topic. Something too broad just makes it troublesome. I personally struggled with this paper due to over analyzing. It seems it came to a descent use, in writing my paper on the difficulties of writing a process paper.

End.

Through these assignments you can clearly see how much I have opened up as a
writer. I am so satisfied with my flaws I can finally fix them. It is a great thing
that I learned to do this because I have great ideas for writing and can now share
them with everyone. During this semester I have grown as a writer something I have
never thought I would have done in my life. I am proud of myself and my writings and
I hope you enjoyed reading thing. Thank you for your time and for entering my world
a little.

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