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Awesome Poll…??? Rate each statement on a scale of 1-10????

1 being do not agree at all, 10 being mega agree???? How much do you agree with each??

1. Radishes are terrible to eat but fun to throw into the river.
2. Talking into fans so you get that cool voice is awesome, but not as awesome as helium voice.
3. There is virtually no limit to the fun you can have with an ice cube tray, a pinata, two dice, a grover costume and a cowboy hat.
4. It sizzucks when your phone is ringing and you are hurrying to get it and as soon as you get there the dumb thing stops ringing.
5. Showers with no water pressure are horrible.
6. Disguises should be an accepted uniform at work and fake moustaches always equal hilarity.
7. It is hilarious to see some one in the distance swinging away in a frustrated panic at what is either bees or a swarm of mosquitos.
8. Funyuns brand chips are awesome.
9. Of the McDonalds cast of characters Birdie is the lamest.
10. Running through the sprinkler has always been, is and always will be awesome.

What are the right “words and phrases” to use when calling a credit card company to request a lower interest..?

.. rate?

I’m assuming there is a ‘right person to talk to’ and some ‘key phrases’ that increase the likelihood of success.

Who should I be talking to, and what should I be asking and/or stating?

Thanks.

Help me with my Essay?

Can you pleeeeeaseee Rate my Essay… “Awake But Still Asleep”

Topic I chose:
“Descriptive Essay (NOT a stroy, but a picture painted with words)
I thought I knew what fear was. But it was only when it was staring me in the face that I truly knew the meaning of the word.
Write a descriptive essay in which you _describe_ a TRULY fearful moment in your life. Your essay needs to make the reader feel as though he/she was experiencing this fear too. Provide a title for your essay”

I chose a true story. — sleep paralysis. I tried my best to get all descriptions to the best; like comparing it to stuff and stuff.

Please comment on everything. I need a good mark please.

Mark allocation are as follows:
Planning – 5
Content – 30
Writing style – 15

Suggest better ways to end it or better descriptions on things. I’ll be really grateful and will give u best answer.
______________________________________…

Awake But Still Asleep

I put my head down on the soft pillow as I lay down to sleep. I lay on my queen size bed and I slowly start sinking in deeper as the thin cotton bed spread softly caress skin and I slowly start to fall asleep. The bed feels really soft and comfortable; moulding to the shape of my body. My eyes are slowly drooping close as I look up to the ceiling in the dark room. There’s really nothing to look at.

The room becomes darker – I can’t see my hand in front of my face. It almost feels as if the dark is closing in on me. The black-darkness makes the room almost cold as I lie in bed covering myself up in the thin cotton blanket that can barely cover the length of my body. I close my eyes and my mind is blank as I slip into unconsciousness.

I had been asleep for what seems like hours. I try to see the time on my cell-phone but I am unable to move. I try to move my hand again, but am not able to do this. I try to move another part of my body, but with no prevail. I am uncertain of what’s happening. I am awake, but still asleep.

Everything starts getting colder. I start to shiver. I feel goose bumps starting to develop on my skin, as if something cold ran up against me. Even though I can’t feel my skin myself, I can feel my hair standing up on end. I feel a weight on top of my chest; someone, or something, is holding me down to my bed. I cannot get up. I start to panic and in my mind; start shouting, but in reality, no sound comes out.

My heart began beating faster. It feels like the fluttering wings of a cage-trapped bird. The loud thumping of my heart sounds as if it were in my head. It becomes harder to breath. My breathing starts to quicken. I’m losing my breath. It feels as if i only have a few breaths left.

I might be paranoid, but it feels like there is someone watching me. I once again try to move; to wake up from what seems like reality. In my mind, I start moving from side to side, hoping my body would do the same and i wake up.

Then suddenly I jolt up; awoken from what seemed like eternity. My breathing is deep; I am still scared. Vertigo has struck me; my head is spinning as I try to grasp what has happened. My hand is still trembling as I get up to switch on the light.
______________________________________…

Thanks in advance

Rate my Essay Please????…. :)?

Can you pleeeeeaseee Rate my Essay… “Awake But Still Asleep”

Topic I chose:
“Descriptive Essay (NOT a stroy, but a picture painted with words)
I thought I knew what fear was. But it was only when it was staring me in the face that I truly knew the meaning of the word.
Write a descriptive essay in which you _describe_ a TRULY fearful moment in your life. Your essay needs to make the reader feel as though he/she was experiencing this fear too. Provide a title for your essay”

I chose a true story. — sleep paralysis. I tried my best to get all descriptions to the best; like comparing it to stuff and stuff.

Please comment on everything. I need a good mark please.

Mark allocation are as follows:
Planning – 5
Content – 30
Writing style – 15

Suggest better ways to end it or better descriptions on things. I’ll be really grateful and will give u best answer.
_________________________________________________________

Awake But Still Asleep

I put my head down on the soft pillow as I lay down to sleep. I lay on my queen size bed and I slowly start sinking in deeper as the thin cotton bed spread softly caress skin and I slowly start to fall asleep. The bed feels really soft and comfortable; moulding to the shape of my body. My eyes are slowly drooping close as I look up to the ceiling in the dark room. There’s really nothing to look at.

The room becomes darker – I can’t see my hand in front of my face. It almost feels as if the dark is closing in on me. The black-darkness makes the room almost cold as I lie in bed covering myself up in the thin cotton blanket that can barely cover the length of my body. I close my eyes and my mind is blank as I slip into unconsciousness.

I had been asleep for what seems like hours. I try to see the time on my cell-phone but I am unable to move. I try to move my hand again, but am not able to do this. I try to move another part of my body, but with no prevail. I am uncertain of what’s happening. I am awake, but still asleep.

Everything starts getting colder. I start to shiver. I feel goose bumps starting to develop on my skin, as if something cold ran up against me. Even though I can’t feel my skin myself, I can feel my hair standing up on end. I feel a weight on top of my chest; someone, or something, is holding me down to my bed. I cannot get up. I start to panic and in my mind; start shouting, but in reality, no sound comes out.

My heart began beating faster. It feels like the fluttering wings of a cage-trapped bird. The loud thumping of my heart sounds as if it were in my head. It becomes harder to breath. My breathing starts to quicken. I’m losing my breath. It feels as if i only have a few breaths left.

I might be paranoid, but it feels like there is someone watching me. I once again try to move; to wake up from what seems like reality. In my mind, I start moving from side to side, hoping my body would do the same and i wake up.

Then suddenly I jolt up; awoken from what seemed like eternity. My breathing is deep; I am still scared. Vertigo has struck me; my head is spinning as I try to grasp what has happened. My hand is still trembling as I get up to switch on the light.
_______________________________________________________________________________

Thanks in advanced

Rate the start of my story!! Please?

Please tell me what you think of it and especially your problems with it. Be as harsh as you want, I want your feedback and am happy to find out my flaws and how to fix them. I really appreciate it, thank you in advance!

zom·bie

[zom-bee] noun – the body of a dead person given the semblance of life,but mute and will-less, usually for some evil purpose.

Quite a few of my friends would be offended at that remark, but we have to remember: the people who wrote this, they’re only human.

I mean; yes, we’re the reanimated body of the dead. Also we are mute, but I’d hardly call us will-less(instinct driven maybe) and definitely NOT evil. Humans just don’t trust what they can’t understand, but I think I’m getting a bit ahead of myself.

As humans call it, the Zombie “Outbreak”, started on June 13th when the first signs of Mathsonella (the virus that turns one into the undead) appeared in Supperton, Maryland. That’s where the infection started and quickly spread.That was six months ago. I caught the disease on June 21st, when the zombies were really growing in numbers. I was fifteen when it happened, almost sixteen. I’d like to think I was nice before I turned.

My family was from Hong Kong, but moved to Maine twenty years ago to start a little restaurant that is now quite popular. I’m the only one dead though, and they don”t think of me as family anymore. They did what you’d expect when they saw me, got the hell out of there. Not much changed about my looks after I died, except for my flesh is less lively to put it politely, my fingernails have turned black, and my shiny eyes have gone cloudy and dull.

True, I’m not the same person as before; but that doesn’t mean that I’m not a person. Just because I can’t talk, doesn’t mean that I can’t speak. My name is Miriam Lee and this isn’t any love story or thriller; this is my story.