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      <title>Sofia Baldwins Portfolio by Sofia Baldwin</title>
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      <pubDate>2021-11-12 18:47:44 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Two Perspectives</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I was walking through the Quad to the nearest trash can to throw away a piece of trash and like always it was super crowded. As I was walking someone bumped into me and I fell to the ground. I tried to catch myself but it was too late. I hit the floor and my phone fell out of my pocket onto the ground. I quickly tried to pick it up and put it back into my pocket so I wouldn't get in trouble. As I reached for my phone someone grabbed it first.&nbsp;</div><div>I was walking through the quad looking at all the students making sure they followed dress code and bell to bell no cell. As I was walking to get to the other side of the quad I saw a student fall to the ground, ouch I thought to myself that must of hurt, BOOM something caught my eye a phone that fell out of her pocket, I reached down and grabbed the phone.&nbsp;</div><div>“Bell to bell no cell, that's a lunch time pickup!” a supervisor said as she started writing a lunchtime pickup form.&nbsp;</div><div>“What's your name and grade?” she asked so she could fill out the form.</div><div>I can't do a lunchtime pick up that would be so embarrassing, but just like that I had an idea.</div><div>“My name is Chloe Summers, and I'm in grade 7” I replied.</div><div>My name wasn't really Chloe Summers and I wasn't in 7th grade but I wasn't about to do a lunchtime pickup anytime soon.</div><div>	I knew the rules of the school and the punishment for having her phone out would be a lunchtime pickup. As she gave me her name and grade I wrote it down I felt bad for her. So I decided to do something nice.</div><div>	“You can have your phone back but shut it off and put it in your backpack, next time I see it out it goes to the office.” I said&nbsp;</div><div>	I felt good that I did that since she seemed like an honest person and she was only in 7th grade.</div><div>&nbsp;	She handed me my phone and I shut it off in my backpack. I got a rush of guilt as she walked away, I can't believe I lied to her and she was nice enough to let me have my phone back.&nbsp;</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-12 18:51:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fear story: Coulrophobia Fear of Clowns</title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1:13 A.M 7/11/216 and Casey and I were in the car headed off for the woods, the highway was dark and no cars were around, but we were used to this, this was our tradition. Every weekend we would go camping. We always went to this one camping site but we decided to try something new. This particular forest we were headed to didn't have a camping site but we were fine with that due to past experiences camping, we felt like pros. I slowly made a stop as this was the forest.&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Rachel, are you sure this is it?” Casey asked&nbsp;</div><div>“yup, this is it. It looks pretty creepy, you sure you still wanna go?” I asked&nbsp;</div><div>“We drove all this way might as well”, Casey sighed.&nbsp;</div><div>We both exited the vehicle and picked up our heavy backpacks and shined bright flashlights as we headed into the woods.&nbsp;</div><div>“Its pitch back! Thank god for our flashlight!” Casey exclaimed.&nbsp;</div><div>The forest ground was full of leaves and with every step it felt like the whole world could hear us. I attempted to be more gentle with my steps but it didn't seem to help. About ten minutes later my feet started to cramp&nbsp;</div><div>“Im getting kinda tired, should we set up our tents here?” I asked.&nbsp;</div><div>“Yeah, here's good” Casey proceeded to place her backpack down as I then followed.&nbsp;</div><div>About halfway into making our tents my flashlight broke. We managed to work with one flashlight even though it was really dark. Right about when we were finishing our tents I heard a squeak to my right me, it sounded like a dogs toy and it gave me shivers down my spine I slowly stood up and made eye contact with Casey &nbsp;</div><div>“Did you hear that” I whispered trying to make as little noise as possible &nbsp;</div><div>“What if it's one of those killer clowns?” Casey whispered back.</div><div>&nbsp;I was terrified,&nbsp; it was 2016 the time where all the killer clowns were out but why would one be here in this forest? Nobodys here except for us, right? I slowly went inside my tent trying to sleep hoping the morning would come sooner. But, I couldt help but keep hearing the squeak, squeak, squeak it was getting louder and louder as if whatever was squeaking was coming closer. Soon I heard a squeak but this time it was right outside of my tent. I ran out of my tent and started to run, I could hear Casey screaming as she ran behind me. The forest was pitch black other than the moonlight shining from the full moon. I finally came to a stop out of breath.&nbsp;</div><div>“Do you think we lost it?” I asked Casey&nbsp;</div><div>“I'm not sure but we have to find a way out of here, what way is the car?” Casey replied. I suddenly realized that I had no idea where I was and the forest seemed to go on forever.&nbsp;</div><div>“Squeak squeak” I heard it again. I looked around frantically but couldnt figure out where the squeaks were coming from.</div><div>The cloud covering the moon soon shifted to the left. The moon shined on the clown and I could see it clearly. A red wig with this creepy clown mask you can get at almost any Halloween shop, the clown's clothes were all ripped up and its hands were behind its back. I backed up but then stumbled to the ground from a rock. I didn't see the clown started to run faster, faster right at me and in the clown's hand was a bloody axe. It seemed that it got darker because I couldn't see anything anymore. I could just hear squeaks and crunches as the clown ran. I got up and started to run, the clown followed right behind me. I saw my life flash before my eyes, foretunatly I reached the entrance of the forest and I could see my car! Gosh I hope it's unlocked, I thought to myself as I jumped it. To my surprise it was unlocked and the keys were there ready for the car to start. I thought I brought the keys in the forest with me but I didn't have time to worry about that. I jumped in and Casey did too. I started the car and started to drive. I looked behind me and I couldn't see the clown anymore.&nbsp;</div><div>“I' don't think I will ever look at a clown the same after this” Casey cried&nbsp;</div><div>“Thats for sure” I replied as I then heard a squeak but this time it was coming from the back seat.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-11-12 18:52:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Writing About the Future </title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The year was 2056 and everything was polluted. There's pollution everywhere, instead of the crashing waves at the beach, it was crashing trash on polluted dirt. Factories pumping dark gas in the air polluting the blue sky, instead of green big trees it was left with houses and buildings. The world had died or was dying, there was no freshwater, and most of the animals were extinct. Us humans have ripped the earth up, draining it to tell it was nothing. Spaceships all aligned prepared to take off to mars; as they found life there ready to rob it from them as well.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-06 20:17:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Metroverse Articles Analysis</title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/baldwins763/6aez0ir6x2stc3qo/wish/2133369426</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"<strong>virtual worlds are so absorbing and handy that we will not want to leave, at which point the metaverse will emerge” since virtual reality is something you just stand and look through the headset for hours it will create the human body to become weaker because instead of walking around and climbing trees or whatnot they will be sitting in their room on virtual reality.&nbsp;</strong></div><div><strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</strong></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-06 20:20:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Into the Metaverse</title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The human body adapts to different circumstances which can be seen in the Machine stops story. For example on page one paragraph one its states “with a face as white as fungus” this shows that the lady with a face as white as fungus lives underground where she's not exposed to sunlight due to living underground with no sun the lady was pale and white contrary to our human body while we are exposed to the sun and we get tan.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-06 20:27:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Animal Testing</title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/baldwins763/6aez0ir6x2stc3qo/wish/2133381120</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Animal testing is not ethical because what might be toxic to animals won’t be toxic to a human vise versa showing that animal testing is unethical. The website of Humane Research Australia states “over 60 drugs that have been “successfully” tested on animals, but are toxic to humans.” This means that what may be deathly poisonous to a hamster would be helpful to a human. This shows that animal testing isn’t accurate and shouldn’t be used.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-06 20:30:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> POV of Miep </title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>I</strong> feel so bad for the Franks and Van Daans. I will do all I can to help them out. I hope they do not get caught.&nbsp; I can't believe a total of 8 people in that small hideout. If i was in their position i don't know what i would do. I feel so bad. I hope that this ends and they can go home. These are good people and should not be killed. They have lives to live. I think tomorrow I am going to go out and get some food for them. I have to be less suspicious I wouldn't want anyone catching on to what I am doing. Even though I am not a jew I could get a similar punishment for helping and taking care of them in hiding..<br><strong><br></strong><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-06 20:33:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chains</title>
         <author>baldwins763</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>Lady Seymour makes a surprising confession to Isabel that echoes events that have occurred previously in the story. An example of Lady Seymours confession that echoes the past. States “I tried to buy you from Anne '' (Page 260) This piece of evidence is showing that Lady Seymour wanted to buy Isabel in the past but couldn't. This echoes past events because of how sweet Lady Seymour was to Isabel and making sure she was fed and okay. It shows that Isabel was a good slave by how her past owners said great things about her. This shows that Lady Seymour does want to buy Isabel. Lady Seymour thought about buying Isabel. It states “But then the fire…” (Page 261) This is referring back to past events of when Isabel saves Lady Seymours life. Isabel is the reason Lady Seymour is still alive. Isabel is still being treated badly and Lady Seymour is trying to be a little nicer to Isabel. Lady seymours confession was she wants to buy Isabel which echoes past events.<br><br><br>&nbsp;<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-07 18:37:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Letter to FDR</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Dear President Roosevelt, I am 14 years old and was born and raised in America. I have followed the rules, made friends and lived here all my life. I am Japanese-American and exactly one month ago after the bombing of Peral Harbor me and my family was sent to a consentration camp. Small crowded rooms, hot days and little water or food. I understand that the people that bombed Perl Harbor were Jappanese but just because I have decendent of Jappneses does not mean I support them and wanted them to bomb Perl Harbor. I believe Executive order 9066 should be revoked, we are all Americans and have lives to live. I have a mom dad and brother, my parents paid their taxes and were good american citizans. I am only 14 and being discriminated and blamed for the bombing of Perl Harbor just because I have Jappaese decendents. This is not fair and not right. Instead of sending Japanese Americans to concentration camps I believe instead you should let us prove our loyalty and not send us away, let us stay in America and not send us away. I understand the fear of their being spies but not all of us are spies and it's just not fair to send us to camps in those conditions. If Japanese want to come to America don't let them but don't kick out the Japanese Americans that were here before the war, we showed our loyalty and our proud American citizens.</div><div><br></div><div>Sincerely, Bella grinnell</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-04-07 18:39:42 UTC</pubDate>
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