We are a powerful country, but China is slowly gaining on us.But what was the real reason we went to Iraq? Was it really just because we thought they had nuclear weapons? Or was it some power trip at not wanting Iraq to be a more powerful country.Was it really worth it?Was it worth all our troops getting killed? Their families mourning them at home. Was it really worth all the money? For every...

please read and tell me what you and dont like about it, its for school but i hope you enjoy :)TravelingDay 1The stress of traveling is overwhelming, this I have figured out from mymany days of traveling. I had just got off the phone from talking to my friend forabout… three hours but you cant blame me when we were going away for amonth, half-way around the world. I also realized the how big...

this is something we had to do for school tell me if you like it.Me at 13Who I am at thirteen is the same person I have been since I was seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, and twelve: A immature, unwilling, volunteer baby sitter. Stuck with all those kids at all the adult parties. Those little bundles of joy… not!Besides being a non-paid babysitter I also have unwilling full time jobs as a lonely...

Here is some good music and if yoou could pleassseee give me some good music in return :)Playlist…Thanx for the memories by:fall out boyI kissed a girl by: Katy perryHot & cold by : Katy perryWaking up in vegas by: Katy perryThunder by: Boys like girlsGreat escape by: Boys like girlsI gotta a feeling by: Black-eyed peasApologize by: One republicThe last song by: All-american rejectsIt ends...

What does he see when i look at him in the eyes? Just a girl or something more? Does he know how i feel about him? What i go through everyday just to watch him walk away and grab a differnt girls hand? I dont know if i love him or if i hate him but its been going on for to long. My eyes are getting harder to keep dry as i see him sitting next to me everyday, than leave as if nothing had every...

When i look at my reflection i don't know who i am. Do you? How did i end up here staring at this girl in the mirror polluted by outside influences? When am i going to be just me? People know me better than myself because frankly i don't remember. The last time i did i was three standing by the old oak tree.Then i thought about it, Are we ever really ourselves? Or are we collages of different...