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f I had to identify the most important step in nghề viết văn an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if bạn do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If bạn can put your thoughts in the right order, bạn can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help bạn effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my yêu thích way to write essays, and I feel it is the most effective. bạn start bởi barely introducing what bạn are going to talk about, and then bạn build a pyramid of support from there. In the conclusion, bạn make your big, powerful assertion that makes people go “Wait, what just happened? I just got chó cái, bitch slapped bởi brilliance!” This method is great for persuasive essays, but I use it for everything. It just makes sense.

The Inverted Pyramid Method
This is the exact opposite of the method above, where bạn start with a big idea and then support it afterward. I don’t like this because it lacks progression. It doesn’t keep people hooked. It may work well for a web bài viết hoặc a news story, but not a college essay. Nevertheless, some professors tình yêu this method, so bạn just have to test it out and see what they think.

The sandwich, bánh sandwich Method
In this method, bạn start with something big, provide support, and end with something equally big. Basically bạn have a thesis at the beginning that poses a câu hỏi hoặc a problem, and then bạn have a conclusion that các câu trả lời it. I have used this method a few times, and it has worked well. I would recommend using it at least once hoặc two.

General Tips for Essay Organization
In the case of a compare and contrast essay, don’t do one paragraph for one story and then another paragraph for the other story. Try to mix the two together and compare them point bởi point. Each point would be an bài viết all its own.

Try to talk about events in chronological order so your readers can follow them. If bạn jump all through a book hoặc resource, bạn may lose track of your focus and fluidity.

Don’t be afraid to use small paragraphs if bạn have different topics in each of them. It is better to do that than to have a long paragraph that no one wants to read through.

If bạn follow my tips above for your tiếp theo essay in college, bạn should be able to wow the professor and get your point across at the same time. Good luck!
posted by para-scence
Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.

Things have changed.

Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Celeste's POV

Huff... Huff... I think... I Mất tích her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored tình yêu ghế, chỗ ngồi in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do bạn look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it thêm suspicious.. She came and sat down tiếp theo to me. "C'mon sweetie, bạn can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

BAM!! I quickly shut the Chuyện thần tiên ở New York door to the wizard lair. My breath is running away from me as I did before. "Woah! Whas'up with you?" Not now Tyler!!! "Nothing! Absolutamente nada!" Did I just speak Spanish those two last words? "It seems like something is up. C'mon. Tell Tyler everything bạn know." Why is he trying to comfort me? I hug onto my month-older brother. "Well, I ran into a Witch in the for-" Tyler quickly pushes me very hard away from him. "YOU WHAT?!?" Do I have to repeat it? "I. Met. A. Witch. In. The. Woods." I think I clarified that enough! "I can't believe this!!...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell bạn the truth, it's rather large! If bạn open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if bạn cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...
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posted by para-scence
I brought Hera and Desiree trang chủ the tiếp theo morning. Hera begged me not to tell Dad and Kara what really happened last night. For a moment, I considered just telling them the truth. At least they'd make sure it never happened again. But then I stopped. It was just one time, right?

"Only if bạn promise to never do it again," I warned. She nodded quickly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Fine," I sighed. "Besides, I'm not the one you'll need to convince to keep her mouth shut." Both of us turned to Desiree. She smiled evilly.

"Please, Dezzie. Don't say anything. I'll get bạn a My Little ngựa con, ngựa, pony if bạn do, ok?"...
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Regen wusch die Gräue von den Fenstern und ließ sie über den Asphalt ergießen.
Klamm schien die Luft, die unter der Last des Nebels unangenehm warm war, einem Nebel, der die Stadt in ein Gewirr von Spinnweben und Unkenntlichkeit hüllte.
All das, und ein fortwährendes leises Gemurmel füllten den Hintergrund des Geschehens.
Im Mittelpunkt saß ein Mann, gebeugt, mit dem Rücken zur Fensterseite gedreht, auf einem feuchten Holzstuhl und ergab sich seiner introspektiven Wahrnehmung.
Obwohl er seinen Blick nicht hob, schien es ihm, als beobachte er die Menschenmassen,...
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posted by para-scence
I ran down the pathway, my long blond ponytail whipping me in the face each time I checked to see how far I was ahead of Brandon. He was still far away, and Mommy and Daddy were even farther behind.

"Irina! Mommy and Daddy đã đưa ý kiến not to go too far!" Brandon complained. I stopped in my tracks, and groaned.

"We're not too far! I can still see 'em," I said. Brandon pouted, not satisfied. I sighed. "Fine. We'll wait for them." Finally, after waiting forever, Daddy and Mommy finally caught up to us. I ran up to them, and Dad put his arm on my shoulder. Brandon held Mommy's hand. Mommy smiled at the...
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posted by alexmswann
It was three o’clock on a Friday and the chuông, bell had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my sách in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could bạn come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. bạn would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her bàn trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted...
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posted by para-scence
The tiếp theo morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another ngày though, ok?" he said.

"When are bạn off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! bạn know, bạn could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, bạn complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...
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posted by para-scence
The tiếp theo week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school hoặc home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday...
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posted by Insight357
We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
    “I can’t believe bạn didn’t tell me where bạn were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
    “I didn’t think bạn cared! bạn aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
    “Maybe not, but I care about bạn Lucy. I tình yêu you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
    “I-I tình yêu you, too,” Xander...
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posted by para-scence
A faint beeping noise entered my room of darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut even more, afraid to open my eyes again and see nothing. There was the noise again. And again. It sounded in a steady pattern. The thêm I comfheard it, the thêm it reminded me of where I was. Before, when it was complete silence, it felt surreal, like it was all a bad dream. Now it was a constant reminder that there was nothing left for me. I cried, and a wet tear rolled down my cheek. A tear? But when I died, I'd felt nothing. I couldn't feel hoặc taste the blood that had been running down my lips. I couldn't feel the...
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posted by itchygum
I sat in my bed, watching the phút tick bởi on my clock. 10:51 . . . 10:52. I rolled on my side, thinking about the tiếp theo day, the first ngày of school. I was a strait A student and also a bit of a badass. Where did I fit in? My eyelids became heavy, harder to open every time I blinked, until they didn't open.
I felt a nudge, my mom waking me up. "Get dressed," she whispered in my ear. I dragged to my dresser, pulling out my màu hồng, hồng Aeropostale áo sơ mi and a pair of skinny jeans.
My mom dropped me off and kissed my forehead, so embarrassing, but typical mom. "Hey Ana-rebel!" Called Brooke, pretty...
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, I am,” I đã đưa ý kiến calmly. I felt sick to my stomach even as I đã đưa ý kiến it.
    “Why?” asked Grey as if it were not obvious.
    “I tình yêu him,” I said.
    “I thought bạn loved me,” she said, tears in her eyes. Although I saw tears, I also saw hate and fire.
    “You were mistaken,” I said, it was cruel, but true. I loved Alexander thêm than her.
    “Why don’t bạn tình yêu me?” she asked.
    “You raped me, and I married bạn only because the baby,” I said....
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As I enter the kitchen, I see my mom chopping carrots and putting them in a pot full of stew. "Hi Mom! What's that?" My long citrus trái cam, màu da cam váy sways underneath the air conditioning vent. "I'm making vegetable stew. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. "I'll get it!" I call. I run towards the wooden door and I turn the bronze-colored knob. A man with shaggy dark brown hair appears behind the door. "Hello. Is your mother here?" Who is this guy? "Yes. She's in the kitchen." I make a left towards the small phòng bếp, nhà bếp and my mom looks at me. "It's for you." I mouth the words silently. "Oh!" My mom, walks...
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posted by para-scence
About three months have passed, and text messages and calls have stopped. It made me feel sad, but at least I knew they had moved on. At least they weren't devoting their lives to worrying about me.

Then one ngày before work, I had drove to the edge of town to the grocery store. I had paid for all my things, I was leaving when I noticed a bulletin board. It was the ones where missing people were posted. One in particular caught my attention. It was a picture of me from a party, I was all smiles and waving at the camera. Missing: Kodi Hunter. Last seen: **/**/** Hair color: brown. Eye color: brown....
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Three hours after Darla left and everything's fine at the shop. A teen with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes enters the store. He looks like... "Steven?" Steven stops in his steps. "Bree?" "Yeah. What are bạn doing here?" I ask. "To buy something? Do bạn know where the kẹo is?" "Yeah it's in section two." I point towards the một giây section in the store. The cửa hàng smells like vanilla and chocolate. Probably because of the ice cream that have been melting in the corner of the store. Which reminds me... "Steven, would bạn like to work here?" I ask to break the silence. "Sure. I need a job." Steven...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Ugh. Being an eighth grade student in a huge middle school is a horrible thing. Large crowds, long lines, piles of homework and nasty teachers! But lucky for me, I'm thêm motley than anyone else. As I walk down the long beige hallway to my một giây period class, I see my BFFFL (Best Female Friend For Life), McKenna Winston. "Bree! Bree! I need bạn A.S.A.P!" My spunky blond pigtailed friend grabs my hand and runs towards the girls' restroom. "What the heck do bạn need McKenna? I need to get to class before-" I see nghề viết văn on the bathroom wall. McKenna reads it aloud. "Bree Komor and McKenna Winston...
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posted by Insight357
    After dinner, everyone scattered out in the Temple, and Elizabeth was going to go to her room. She walked out of the dining room and into the corridor. She didn’t know where to go so she decided to go left; she wandered around when she finally took a right. She opened up a door. Elizabeth peered inside; she saw Wyatt, Lucifer, and Xavier sitting around a giant, red pentagram in the center of the room. They did not hear the door open.
    She watched them thoughtfully. Wyatt was the leader of the Temple. Therefore, he was doing most of the talking....
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posted by black_13
What do bạn think of this poem? Is it too wierd hoặc depressing?

Caged

It’s my life yet I’m not permitted to live it
Because I’m sick of the tiny little locked cage
Did nobody tell bạn the most important thing?
Little girl’s gonna grow up someday, honey

The ngày has come when the box is too small
You repressed, demoralized child’s matured
She’s become – shock horror – a teenager
Just an isolent chó cái, bitch and nothing more

You say she shouldn’t eat so much
But bạn force her to stuff her face
You say her skin’s bad, why?
You the one who never taught her to wash it

It’s as if you’ve completely...
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