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Michael Rossi
September 30, 2009
Advanced Placement English Language and Composition/ Mr. George
Compose your own proposal. Should be no less than a full page and no more than 3 pages. You must incorporate all three forms of persuasion, and demonstrate which you are using by keeping logic in standard font, character in bold, and emotion in italics. The entire text does not need to be one of these three, but I want to make sure you know which appeals you are using.
Love is quite the word. It always scared me to say. To me it means I’m ready to marry you. Everyone used to use it all the time with no thought and it bothered me. It scared me not because I didn’t know how I felt but, because I always thought that there would be something I did not love about the woman and it would bug me until I ended the relationship. Eventually I learned that love wasn’t about finding the perfect person, but the person who is perfect for you. You are perfect for anyone in the world.
I love the way you would know I was home for the afternoon after I put everything the exact way it was before I left it. I love the way you smile when I play the guitar even if I screw up. I love the way you ignore what I’m saying and push my thoughts away with your lips. I love the way you fall asleep while the television is on. I love the way you try to make me laugh when I’m on the phone. I love the passion of your jealousy when you suspect that my eyes may wander.
You do make a few things a hassle for me that I hate dealing with. I hate the way I can’t clean the apartment perfectly before I leave and restore you sanctuary. I hate the way my nerves stiffen my fingers so I can’t show how much I love you with a chord. I hate the way I ramble and burden you with the details of my day. I hate the way I forget to turn off the television when I notice the entirety of your day carrying you off to sleep. I hate the way I try to resist laughing at your heavenly sense of humor. I hate the thoughts of you ever being anywhere but with me. I hate the way I don’t know the words to tell you that you mean the world to me. And I hate torment of knowing that you could have anyone in the
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whole damn world if you wanted. I hate the fact that you have to put up with me and my stupidity (I kneel down and take out a ring). Could you put up with me for the rest of your life?
Thursday, October 1, 2009
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