Final Writting Project: Rough Draft

              I feel that parents shouldn't hit their children by any means. Many parents do it to "discipline" them or to "punish" them for their mistakes. But, that is no way to treat a child even if they do something wrong. Parental behavior like this, can alter a child in so many different ways without the parents even knowing. It can harm the kids psycologically, make them more aggressive and will grow hatred towards the person harming them. Included are also the medical problems.
             To start off kids can be psychologically effected. kids might start to view things from a different perspective and are not the same as before. Their behavior and attitude can rapidly change for bad than for good. Kids may not be as socially active in school or with their friends. They might even become depressed and those are signs of them being emotional and mentally harmed. Ther self-esteem may also be at an all time low during these "punishments". Some examples of how a child can be harmed is when they are isolated, terrorized or neglected.
            Another reason why parents shouldn't hit their children is it will make the child more aggressive. It can led the child to be more aggressive towards their classmates and elders. Soon they won't have respect for anyone around them. They might start to get into more trouble at school for trying to hurt other children. When they throw a tramtum they will act in a more aggresive way by trying to hit the parents or throwing all of the stuff that comes into sight. If the parents are being agressive the child is going to mimic everything the parents do beacause parents are supposed to be role models to kids. Kids ar always wanting to do what their "mommy or daddy" does and they want to be just like them. Unfortunatly if parents don't behave how they should, neither will the children.
            Also, If parents hit children the child will start to grow this hatred towards the parent. They will feel hate for what is being done to them and to the person that is doing it to them. Slowly they will begin to demonsrate the slow growing hate within them. Resentment will also happen and a difference in the child will be noticible quickly. The child will try to distance themselves from the parent that hits them.
           Along with all of these bad consequences come medical problems. Soon bruises and scars will appear all over the child This indicates that the parent is now not just "punushing or diciplining
" their child but full out beat their child. This indicats that the parent or guardin has just gotten out of hand and went way too far. Each year many abused children have to go to the hospital because of injuries inflicted on them during punishment. Some of the children don't make it out beacause many of their extreme injuries are fatal.          
         All in all, the person many innocent kids used to look up to as a role model will look nothing but an abusive person to them. Hitting kids will bring life long consequences and life changing situations into the family.The effects of such as the medical, psychological, agessive and hatred problems can follow them the rest of their life and might just play a role in the course of life they will take which is either their parents way or their own.

Narrative:Little Brother

Something so sweet happened to me while sitting on my house porch, on a late night. I had just finished getting into an argument with my parents. It wasn't too severe but like always I tend to get mad really easily. By the time our quarrel was over I could feel the sides of my head throbbing. My face had turned to a dark rosy pink from having to listen to them take my younger sister's side, when clearly she was wrong. As I walked away from the living roomand outside all I could hear was the throbbing of my head and the door slamming after me. I sat on the porch swing by myself bawling my eyes out. My eyes were a dark red from all my crying. I can remember that the weather outside felt perfect. It was windy but kinda warm, which helped sooth me. Then I heard foot steps coming out and the sound of a door closing. The foot steps sounded like little thumps so I assumed it was one of my siblings. When I looked up it was my little brother (Saul). He had an expression of a million words. In his small hands were a box of tissues and a cup of milk. Then he said , " You want to talk about it?" This was coming from a little boy in first grade, I was surprised and then started to laugh and hug him. It felt good to know that someone cared about me and was worried about me. It was the sweetest action anyone could ever do, even if it comes from such a small person. I just sat with my little brother that night on the porch telling hims stories until it was time for him to go to bed. In the end I felt way better and appreciated what he did for me.

In Class Writing: Experiance

When I was young at the age of 3, I did something no one could ever believe right on my front porch steps. It was my birthday that day and my mom had just finished curling my hair for my big party. I was wearing a ocean blue dress with lace arounf t and i had a small blue bow in my hair. It was nice and windy outside and the wind was making the wind chims play terse little tunes. It was still partly sunny outside so the weather couldn't be anymore perfect. Before I walked outside my mom handed me a cold bottle of fruity, pink lotion and asked me to put some on while she finshed up with my other sister. I guess she thought it was an easy task that I would be able to accomplish on my own. Well she guessed wrong. After she handed me the lotion I pondered about where to sit to complete this esay task. Well the porch step seemed good since there were sun rays shining on it keeping it warm. Once I sat down I could hear the chims and the birds in the tree chirpping with the movement of the wind. I just sat there admiring the party scene set up before me. The table cover were a light pink and green. The ballons were floating silently against the wind and my pinata looked like a pot full of hopes for candy hanging on the hook in the ceiling. Hanging from it were colorful strips of tissue  paper even cut with zig zagged scissors. It was just amazing. Then I focused on the bottle in my hands and remember what i was supposed to do. Well I lightly removed the cap and pour a reasonable amount of the smushy, pink substance on my  miniature hand and began to spread it around. Soon I was almost done but, something came over me and next thing I knew I was covered in lotion. My face, cheeks, legs, arms and any part of my body that exposed skin was covered in lotion. It felt cold and smooth against my skin. I still don't know why but, I guess little kids just do random things when they are left with a bottle of lotion.My mom eventually came looking for me and found a pink snowman sitting on the porch. She was kinda angry but, was laso laughing. I wasn't sad that I got in trouble, on the contrary I felt like I smelled good and fresh.

Angelic Apperance

My sister has an angelic apperance. She is like no other girl and a sight of her will leave anyone speechless. Her hair is just amazing and is so full of life. It's long, lush and flowy. Also it's a light delicate brown. It fits her face so well and is wavy. Additionally it's very soft and smooth. Her face on the other hand her face is as smooth as a babys bottom. It has no imperfections. She has big, brown, puppy eyes. They are always sparkling with life and you can just get lost in them. They are a deep, dark chocolate color.