[req] Need Someone To Write A Paper For Me

I need someone to write a paper for me it only has to be 1 page its about a short story.It needs to be good so please tell what classes you have taken and your creditentials. I need this fast, in about 16 hours after this post i need to turn it in.

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Isn't that plagerism, even if you bought it.
I would do it to, but I suck at writing story's :\

 

No id just be turning in someone else's work plagerism is when you copy something what im doing is cheating

 

true dat

um...what skill lvl paper are you talkin about....9th grade? cuz that's what iim in...but I write better than my level...er...im told so

 

10th

 

i have some but they are kinda old and not exactly 10th grade material....sry

 

I'm in 9th grade Pre-AP English (equivilant to 10th grade English), with a 97. What exactly do you need?

 

i have an old paper saved, its 2 pages about like a fiction story on a greek god, like athens or something, its 2 pages, if ur itnerested PM me

 

The Masked Man

‘Julie! Julie, where are you?’ Peter shouts. His face is blank, pale in shock. Last night both of them where happily sleeping in their boat, and now he has woken up to this bleak, vast land he knows nothing about, and he can’t find her.
He gets up, looks around, and all he can see are pieces of his boat, torn apart, covered in wet, slimy pieces lying around the beach. He walks over to a piece of the wreckage. He sees a body. It is a woman. He walks over to it and puts his finger to her neck, to check her pulse. There is none.
He falls down and starts shouting. ‘Why God? Why have you done this to me?’ He cries. Tears run down his cheek, and his wail can be heard a long way off.

After some time, he stands up, his eyes, now red and blotchy from crying. He grabs whatever he can find, from a piece of cloth to cover his bare body to a sharp stick to defend him. He starts the path to no-where.
After many hours of walking, he sees in the distance a huge house, almost like a castle.
He is even more pleased when he sees a man walking to the castle. Peter starts running towards him.
‘Where are we?’ Peter shouts over to the man. But before he can answer the man asks
‘What is wrong with your face?’
‘What?’ Peter says.
‘Your face.’ He replies ‘It looks like it has been…’
His face had been damaged in the shipwreck.

One day later. Peter wakes up, and finds he is in a hospital bed being watched by a few people. He stutters ‘Whhhereee am I?’ A jolly man comes in and pokes him. ‘Oh, hello there old chap. The names James. James the jester they call me! Oh course, Im not a real jester, no, the jester of the king of Illyria is a very –‘. Peter interrupts him.
‘Illyria?’ James looks puzzled.
‘Ooohhh, you haven’t heard of Illyria! Well, you are in Illyria right now. The home of the free we call it. Now, lets get to your face. We will have to put something on it. We cant have you going out of this hospital looking like that!’
He rummages through a worn leather strapped bag, and pulls out a white mask. He is about to places it on Peter’s face when Peter exclaims ‘What?’
‘Relax, you can wear this until that cut on your face has healed. And it also makes you look quite sexy! James smiles and gets up to walk away. When he is walking away, he adds ‘Well go on, put it on! Oh, and by the way, we’ve sorted out a house and a bed for you. Just go over to that desk and ask that woman for some help.’ He points to a reception desk with a slim, pretty looking nurse, who is busy filing through the mountain of paperwork that she has on her desk.
With that, he walks out, and closes the door.
Peter looks at the mask, and slowly puts it on. He gets up and walks over to the mirror. Chuckling to himself, he remembers that James said it ‘will also make you look quite sexy!’
He walks over to the desk and interrupts the busy nurse.
‘Um, hello, my name is Peter and the doctor over there, James was his name I think, told me I should see you about the house that you have arranged for me.’
‘Oh, you’re the Peter everyone is talking about. Ooohhh, you have that mask over your head.’ She giggles, in a almost schoolgirl way. He can tell this because she is blushing.
‘Well, here are your keys, and your address in on the sheet there’ she says. She hands the sheet to Peter.
‘So, what do you do for fun around here? Peter asks.
‘Oh, well, we do have a few pubs and clubs here, but I’m sure you don’t want to go partying when you have just had a shipwreck!’ she replies. ‘Actually, you can come over to my house and I will cook a nice meal, as I have another patient that has just come to the hospital coming round.’
‘Oh, thank you for your kindness. And your name, if you don’t mind me asking? Peter added
‘Sarah’ she answered. ‘See you at 6!’

Later that night, James was approaching Sarah’s house, she opens her door quickly and shouts over some music ‘Come on in!’ He steps in and has a shock of his life. There, sitting on Sarah’s sofa is Julie. Peter thinks Julie would come over to him, and give him a great big hug, but instead, she just comes over and shakes his hand. Then Peter realises that he is wearing his mask. He then takes it off, and looks at Julie. He sees Julie’s look in her eye when she realises who he is, and that he is alive. They both run towards each other, dropping, but luckily not breaking, the bottle of wine Peter brought. They hug each other tightly for a least a minute. Finally they break apart and Peter starts asking questions.
‘What about your body?’ Peter asks.
‘That wasn’t me!’ Julie replies
They hug again, even longer.

That is the story of how Peter, the masked man, who thought his sister was dead, but found her.

THE END
By David Burch


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Is that ok?

 

ill do one.. check ur PM...

 

It has to be ABOUT a short story, so it's an analysis, right?

 

Closed he doesnt need it anymore

 

hmmm where does it say thaT?

 

........... this isnt closed.....