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we're talking about our society and if humans are bad? so yes I agree our society is bad because humans are bad and we're already working on ways to improve our society and how humans in the past have damaged it but we still need to do a lot more
and some things that we can do as a society and individuals to change this is to start realizing as a society that we are doing these things that when we see them to be proactive about them even sometimes teach our children to notice them and when you do notice then call them out report them if you can and also as a society we need to start making programs about how we can improve our society how we can do all these different things and prove it
First Lieutenant Jimmy Cross carried letters from a girl named Martha, a junior at Mount Sebastian College in New Jersey. They were not love letters, but Lieutenant Cross was hoping, so he kept them folded in plastic at the bottom of his rucksack. In the late afternoon, after a day's march, he would dig his foxhole, wash his hands under a canteen, unwrap the letters, hold them with the tips of his fingers, and spend the last hour of light pretending. He would imagine romantic camping trips into the White Mountains in New Hampshire. He would sometimes taste the envelope flaps, knowing her tongue had been there. More than anything, he wanted Martha to love him as he loved her, but the letters were mostly chatty, elusive on the matter of love. She was a virgin, he was almost sure. She was an English major at Mount Sebastian, and she wrote beautifully about her professors and roommates and midterm exams, about her respect for Chaucer and her great affection for Virginia Woolf. She often quoted lines of poetry; she never mentioned the war, except to say, Jimmy, take care of yourself. The letters weighed 10 ounces. They were signed Love, Martha, but Lieutenant Cross understood that Love was only a way of signing and did not mean what he sometimes pretended it meant. At dusk, he would carefully return the letters to his rucksack. Slowly, a bit distracted, he would get up and move among his men, checking the perimeter, then at full dark he would return to his hole and watch the night and wonder if Martha was a virgin.
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Once upon a time, there were three girls, Gemini, Herriette, and Tabitha. They had been feeling rather bored with their lives, recently. All of their parents were always busy. Gemini's mother and father both worked full time, Herriette's moms were too busy with her younger sibling, who, at the time, was a 1 year old. He needed constant supervision, and Tabitha's father didn't want to spend time with her. The only enjoyable part of the day was when the three were together. They had planned to break into an abandoned cabin in the woods, because they had heard many rumors about it being haunted by a vengeful female spirit, who would curse any unfortunate person who laid eyes upon her. She was said to had lost her baby in a car accident, when a drunk driver had a head-on collision into her car. That night, she also lost her life. She lived in that very same cabin before the incident took place. The girls thought that they would make more friends at school if they captured her and brought her to show and tell, for everyone was talking about the ghost, but nobody dared to break into the cabin, that is, except for the brave girls, Gemminui, Herriette and Tabitha. At the end of the school day, they had met up in the woods and created a plan to catch her, which they would soon pursue the next day. They could barely sleep that night, thinking about what this ghost may have in store for them. That day, Tabitha and Herriette where falling asleep in class. The anticipation and shear excitement of what was to come after school had kept them up all night! Though, Gemini wasn't worried or excited. She didn't expect to see any ghost in the cabin. After school, the girls packed backpacks full of supplies, such as, flashlights, a net to catch the ghost with, and Tabitha's trusty lock-picking kit! Once they were able to successfully break into the cabin, they immediately smelled something putrid coming from the entrance of the cabin. It was completely trashed, too! The shelves were dusty, the wallpaper was peely and moldy, and there was a baby cradle sitting in the corner of the room, draped with an oddly stainless pink cloth. The girls began to explore the cabinet. There were strange and indecipherable symbols scratched into the wall, presumably by the ghost. Gemini was starting to have second thoughts about the cabin. The girls were startled to here a loud creaking noise coming from the corner of the cabin. Tabitha wearily approached the small cradle and peeked inside, lifting the silk cloth up with a shaky hand. As soon as she lifted it, She heard a baby wailing profusely. It was a ghost! The girls ran, and ran, and ran into the forest. Neither of them ever went there again.
