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The sentence that would need a semicolon is the first sentence, Jerry loves tennis he plays everyday. Here's the corrected sentence: Jerry loves tennis; he plays everyday. The semicolon separates the two ideas in this sentence. Since this is the only sentence that has two ideas in it, this sentence needs a semicolon. (I hope this explanation is okay, and you understand what I'm trying to say!)
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Unfortunately, we all knew about Steve Jobs disease in 2011. However, knowing this fact, his words and the whole life meaning of one of the biggest's world brains, had extra significance for all people.
Besides, the fact that Jobs lost his personal battle against cancer with true stoicism and real determination makes him human, shows the vulnerability of someone extremely talented. Steve Jobs's biggest talent, and the impact, was his unlimited hope to life and the endeless progression of human knowlegde embodied by him.
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Annabel Lee" is the last poem composed by Edgar Allan Poe, one of the foremost figures of American literature. It was written in 1849 and published not long after the author's death in the same year. It features a subject that appears frequently in Poe's writing: the death of a young, beautiful woman. The poem is narrated by Annabel Lee's lover, who forcefully rails against the people—and supernatural beings—who tried to get in the way of their love. Ultimately, the speaker claims that his bond with Annabel Lee was so strong that, even after her death, they are still together.
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It is Jared from Subway! My whole family is horrified. Jared is an awful person who has done horrible things. My grandmother steps back, shielding my little cousins from him. He is dangerous. That much we know. My aunt shrieks in mortal anguish, demanding answers from my uncle. "Why did you bring that monster into our home!?" she cries, as Jared stands, perfectly calmly, beside my uncle. "I don't know!" screams my uncle. My cousins are all huddled up, crying behind my grandmother, who is holding a long, thin fireplace poker at arms, her very stance threatening to skewer him through. Jared is still standing there, holding a Subway turkey sandwich as if he is not a monster. My grandfather is glaring at Jared, but he does not move. If he stands, he fears he will lunge at Jared. He hates Subway because he hates Jared, and he hates Jared because he is a monster. "He's not even allowed to be this close to children!" screams my aunt, coming very close to punching Jared in the mouth, but thinking better of it. "I'm calling the police" she whispers in a venomous voice, looking at Jared, the horrible, terrible monster that is Jared, as he takes a bite of his dry turkey sandwich. He looks around the room blankly. He seems bored. Of course he's bored, he's a monster. Grandma spit at his feet. "Everyone go to the table. Let's... Eat, and ignore him." Everyone sat, including Jared. Jared from Subway, with his dry Subway turkey sandwich. As the children were served, my Aunt glared daggers at my Uncle and Jared. How could he bring such a horrible person home? To spite her for the divorce? Is that why he brought a monster to Christmas dinner? That would be truly terrible. She watched as Jared took another bite of his dry turkey sandwich. Suddenly, Grandma stood up and slapped his sandwich out of his hand. "You're going to burn, you horrible, horrible man! You know what you did! You know how many innocent lives you have endangered with your horrible ways! Monster!" Her voice ascended in volume while she screamed. She walked a few feet away from him and began bawling. How could her son bring Jared? Why Jared from Subway? My uncle stood up. He shoved Jared out of the kitchen door. He locked it. Everyone began to cry. Jared from Subway was finally gone.
