Funny. Maybe next time you'll talk to the girl?

Are you kidding me? What am I supposed to tell her?

Besides, she is already going out with Larry. It's all hopeless now, especially since Larry is better than me in every way.

Let's face it, I'm not good enough for her. That will not change any time soon.

u r 15.

Are you incapable of reading, too? Next time, as in with the next girl, maybe you'll actually fucking talk to her.

Or you're a troll.

Dude, can you give your account to Larry, he seems fucking awesome.

Maybe you should get Larry to ask Lauren if she has any friends who are going who you can go with, then you can slightly overcome your social awkwardness and even if you don't get a girlfriend you can perhaps double your friends to 2. Also you're 15, start to normalise now and you'll be able to escape your weirdness before it's too late.

ROFL.....I stopped reading after you said your 15. You have no idea whats going to pop up in your life. The sooner you stop feeling sorry for yourself and get our of your Emo shit the sooner awsome things will take place in your life.

You really aren't good enough for her man, or anyone. You're not even good enough for yourself somehow. You don't even seem to like yourself, and I can see why. You're a fucking loser. You missed your opportunity with this girl and then all you did was cry about it? You pussy. And however much you hate yourself you can't even bring yourself to take your own life.

There's other girls out there man, don't worry. But none of them will like you because you're a loser. You said it yourself man, and it's true.

Don't worry man, because you're only 15 and you can still change, right? Wrong. Because you're such a loser that you'll fuck that up too, and probably be left worse off than you are now.

But somewhere out there, there's a loser girl waiting for you. But if she's anything like you, you're never going to like her. And she's ugly too.

If you can, I want you to take a scalpel and carve your balls out of your sack for me. Put them in a jar and sew yourself up. Just so if you ever get lucky/drug/date rape someone you won't get them pregnant and pass on your obviously shitty genes.

But it's not all bad man. In fact, you'll probably find that you'll fit in quite well on totse.

Don't let it bother you. Be more social, smoke more bud, and get a good taste in music. Bueno suerte on the whole life thing ;)

I liked the way you capitalized the E in emo, it's like the word is holy to you or some shit.

15? Your life is over!

But naw, if it's like this now it always will be. Trust me. You're gonna be miserable for about 5 years!

Dude, I'd kill to be 15 again, and I'm only 18. What does that tell you about my current state of personal affairs?

Well you must not be a complete loser because you have a great writing skill... Sounds to me like you need to take some time for some self reflection. Ask yourself what things you are good at... what clothes look best on you.. what hairstyle looks best on you...etc. I know that life seems like it sucks monkey balls right now.... and heartbreak hurts just as much at 15 as it does at 40. It's not Larry's fault that he likes this girl and asked her out. Seems like no one knew you had a thing for her. Does your school have a club that supports Gay/Lesbian/Bi/Straight? Our school has a club called the GSA. Gay Straight Alliance. Probably one of the best things to have happened in this school in some time. Not only do you have the opportunity to meet others like you, but it's a great way to make the social scene and meet some new friends. find out what kind of clubs your school has to offer and join a couple. You may end up meeting someone that trips your trigger much more than this Lauren chick and in the same time, meet new friends thus helping your self esteem. However, and i don't say this to be mean... if you aren't willing to do ANYTHING to help your situation, then no one else can help you either. Shit or get off the pot, I always say. Either do something bout it or quit bitching about it. Good luck to you.

1) Join the Legion.
2) Become a real man.
3) ???
4) Profit

You really aren't good enough for her man, or anyone. You're not even good enough for yourself somehow. You don't even seem to like yourself, and I can see why. You're a fucking loser. You missed your opportunity with this girl and then all you did was cry about it? You pussy. And however much you hate yourself you can't even bring yourself to take your own life.

Finally! Someone who understands my situation. I constantly feel this way. I first feel like killing myself, and killing everyone who has done as little as looking at me, I'm too much of a loser for it! As much as I despise myself, and want to die, I am too much of a pussy to kill myself. Pain scares me, even if I am being consumed by my negative thoughts.

It's becoming so bad that I am afraid of using my iPod in public, for fear of being judged, and hated...

Thanks for helping anyway, Totse.

You are a good candidate for drugs. When you have pills for friends, there's only one person you will need to stay in touch with

Murder/suicide.

come on reject, we ussually say that, but these guy needs help, dont sweat it man, ull laugh it up when ur 18 and shit, its just a stupid face, it will blow over, it alwasy does

I don't know where to get drugs. :(

I mean, I don't know anyone who would sell them, and usually they are not sold in my neighborhood (i live near the Verrazano Bridge in NY)

I don't know where to get drugs. :(
you can tell if they are shady people on street corners. go up to them and say "ayo whacha got? whacha got? ma nigga" you give him the money and he will direct you to the person with the drugs.

don't get shot.

edit: DUDE! so you live in NYC. shit should be easy!

but seriously man. Don't get into drugs. I was/am in the same boat as you...and it is fixing it self, it takes a lot of dedication and courage, but trust me you can do it.

you need to get confidence, which I will be honest, takes time and effort...even I have problems with it.

you are not a failure, think of it this way, tons of girls have the same problem you have. they are not much different from you. BE YOURSELF I know it sounds cliche, but seriously, there is bound to be a girl that likes the way you are, if one doesn't...so fucking what, she probably wasn't made for you!

I live in manhattan, 18 Y/O and if it didn't sound so creepy and weird. we'd probably be good friends, and help you out. If you want to talk about this just tell me i'll give you my AIM/MSN.

I will admit I have a huge confidence problem, but I am working on it, and I've seen improvement.

Op:
Firstly, wow you write incredibly well for a 15 year old! You must be a very smart individual. Secondly, I feel sorry for you. YOu seem deeply unhappy. If you want I can be your friend and maybe I can give you some tips on how to be social and how to make friends.

come on reject, we ussually say that, but these guy needs help, dont sweat it man, ull laugh it up when ur 18 and shit, its just a stupid face, it will blow over, it alwasy does

It will not blow over when it has been like this all my life. The older I get, the worse I feel about myself. My stupidity and utter uselessness becomes more apparent with each passing year. I hate myself more than I'd like to admit, but there's nothing that I can do to end it! I just feel so helpless. I want to change into a person that I would like, but somehow I just can't take the "first step" to do so!

:(

I don't know what the exact definition of "emo" is, but I'm sure that I don't fit into that category, unless hating yourself is what emos are all about.

You need to expand your social boundries, try and think, "wait why the fuck am I scared??" then try to come up with a reason. you probably cant, this is where you say fuck it, im changing my life around! from here on out, peoples disposition towords you now means Nothing!

It will not blow over when it has been like this all my life. The older I get, the worse I feel about myself. My stupidity and utter uselessness becomes more apparent with each passing year. I hate myself more than I'd like to admit, but there's nothing that I can do to end it! I just feel so helpless. I want to change into a person that I would like, but somehow I just can't take the "first step" to do so!

:(

I don't know what the exact definition of "emo" is, but I'm sure that I don't fit into that category, unless hating yourself is what emos are all about.man calm the fuck down (no offense). You are 15 I am 18, only been in one relationship a long time ago. you are fucking young, you still have time.

to me 15 seems like such a young age, I am 18 and it's been only 3 years. calm down.

You need to expand your social boundries, try and think, "wait why the fuck am I scared??" then try to come up with a reason. you probably cant, this is where you say fuck it, im changing my life around! from here on out, peoples disposition towords you now means Nothingthis. you need to have a "fuck it" mentality. trust me, you'll change it no time.

Hypothetically speaking, would using drugs be easier than trying to "accept" my situation? I really don't think that I can turn my life around. Maybe it would be a better idea to speed up my natural death. After all, I don't have anything to look forward to in life...

Hypothetically speaking, would using drugs be easier than trying to "accept" my situation? I really don't think that I can turn my life around. Maybe it would be a better idea to speed up my natural death. After all, I don't have anything to look forward to in life...no it won't. period. Ignore what these potheads here say.

I hope you are not trolling.

you seem to have deep and bad depression. the only drugs that can help is the one the doctor gives you.

What kind of drugs could the doctor give me? I've heard that antidepressants cause suicidal thoughts in certain cases.

Beer.

That is, if you can't open up in front of other people or take charge it'll help you for a while. Eventually you'll have to realize being a pussy gets you no where.

What kind of drugs could the doctor give me? I've heard that antidepressants cause suicidal thoughts in certain cases.very few cases, but
on adolescent yeah it can. http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/depression-treatment/MM00691/RETURNTOTITLE=Meet%20the%20Mayo%20Clinic%20doctors&RETURNTOLINK=1

Do doctors have beer readily available in their offices? I think not.

For me, being a pussy is easier because it means that I won't have to face my fears....

They have antiseptic, almost the same thing.

Being a pussy is a lot less fun than having confidence, just grow some balls and stop caring what people think.

i was in your boat, used drugs and am still the same. so unless you stick to pot, it isn't worth it.

For me, being a pussy is easier because it means that I won't have to face my fears....
but you'll eventually have to later in life. IT IS worse not to face your fears than to face it. after all, what's the worse that can happen?

you do something embarrassing? psst so fucking what, you're a man, brush that shit off. people are just like you...that's what you have to keep in mind. They experience the same feelings, thoughts, emotions, changes, they take a shit and fart the same way you do, they eat, they sleep, they cry, they feel lonely, they experience physical and emotional pain. meaning, there is no one better or worse than you or me! there is no reason to feel lesser than someone else.

fuck it all man! fuck it all! fuck even I am giving my self advice!

Yeah well, I'd rather spend my money on drugs (that would make me feel better, at least for a short while), because I already spend a lot of money on snack foods, candy bars, etc. However, sugary treats do numb the pain for some time, but not long enough.

Diabetes may be imminent, but I don't know how much sugar I have to consume to acquire it. Ah well.

I'm not a man, chronologically, mentally, or physically. I don't think that your advice can help me.

How tall are you

there's nothing that can fix you. sorry, do whatever you want.

By god I hope this a troll thread,

You have your entire life ahead of you, you could do anything with it but the only thing holding you back is fear, fear of nothing.

Now you want to turn to drugs, talk to a fucking doctor; drugs are never meant to be a long term solution.

I have not measured myself lately, but last time I checked, i was 68 inches... (5'8").

I failed to mention that the motherfucker Larry actually called me and asked if I wanted to go to his house. I was about to go there, and Larry said, "Bring me a Subway sandwich."

That motherfucker! Taking advantage of me for a fucking sandwich. Cocksucking asshole bastard queer... damned fool!

No chances of Larry being my friend now.

My "football player" friend/neighbor had said that he can't be seen with him anymore, for I am not good enough to be his friend. Then he joined the football team and made new friends. Lucky guy... why can't I be like him?

:(

Note: This is NOT a troll thread. For fuck's sake, stop accusing me of such horrible things.

Cause you're a pussy, grow up or end it already.

you should play lots of basketball so that you will grow taller.

Correlation =/= causation

Anyway, it seems like you don't trust anyone.

Stop being like this, people are 'good at heart'.

Even if I wanted to play basketball, who would want to play with me?

you can play by yourself. throw the ball into the basket etc

by doing this you will be stimulating your brain to make you grow taller.

I question the validity of that statement. Besides, I have no interest in playing any sports.

So what interests/hobbies do you have?

Writing (pen and paper) whatever shit I feel like writing at the time of which I am writing it, and playing PC games.

That's all. I hate school, I hate most things. All I love is my koala George. He never betrayed me, and he is always there when I need him, everywhere I go.

I have invested a lot of my feelings and emotions into George. He guards them well.

Why do you think it's hard for you to make friends?

Multiply your situation by fifteen and you will be tied with me and millions of other kids. Don't really have any advice other than that's life and you aren't alone.

I know, my damned life has caused me to go in an "antisocial" direction. I do things that other people deem as "I have no life". That's just a fact of my life. It's just the way things are.

Regardless, if it weren't for George being such an indispensible friend, I would have killed myself a long time ago. If anything were to happen to George, I would feel "crushed".

I guard George physically, and he guards me mentally. He keeps me from going into irreparable mental "crashes". I love him for it.

I can tell you are a very emotional and intense person.

You should try to let people into your life.

Basketball is a nigger sport.

Making friends wouldn't be such a problem to me, if it were not for the fact that I am not good at ANYTHING. Truthfully, I am a complete failure that lays a burden upon my creators (Mom and Dad). They hate me, and I know it.

A chip off the old block? I think not!

At least I have George. He is all that is good in this world, other than the bare necessities I need to remain alive (as if I feel like staying alive and prolonging my misery).

Actually it's not true that you are not good at anything; I can tell that you are a very good writer. You just have low self-esteem, is all.

If you want we can talk on msn maybe I can help you. I think you need a friend.

"...nunchuk skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills... Girls only want boyfriends who have great skills."

he lives here in NYC. if it didn't seem so creepy (not really IMO), I'd be willing to meet up with him, and help him.

Yeah well, I lack those skills. I lack all skills, other than the skills that all humans possess.

How would getting a friend help me? I am already too "bad" to engage in social interactions with anyone, other than George.

At least he is trustworthy.

I don't think that I can meet up with you. What if you harm George?

THEN WHAT?

nah this bitch is trolling. lets go home guys.

how the fuck would I harm "George"?

Wherever I go, George goes. If I meet up with you, I carry the risk of having George kidnapped!

The thought is too horrible to think about...

Your problem is that you give a shit what everyone thinks.

I realized a long time ago that no one liked me, no one likes me, and no one is going to like me. When you stop caring, the days start to go by faster again.

Plus, it's a very good release to be as obnoxious and as blunt to people as you want to rather than trying to preserve some public image you think you have.

Just forget everything. Stop thinking that you need acceptance. You don't need skills to impress people and you don't need to suck up to people to be your friends. When you stop looking, your friends will find you.

I say, carry on as you have but stop stressing over it.

You can talk with me on msn then I will be able to help you with any social skills.

I don't use MSN... I have only a cellular phone.

Dude, if I had a dick and I got my hands on George, I would totally assfuck him and come on his face.
Thats what should be done with George.

Oh and I laugh at your gay high school problems.

Go get msn. I will talk to you on msn.

By the way, OP should think about what makes him like the girl. I'm sure that when I thinks hard he will see how superficial his great love for her really amounts to be.

TO: Nefret

That's what my neighbor said after he told me that I am too much of a loser to be near him. Only, he already has a penis.

WELL, FUCK YOU THEN!

You can talk with me on msn then I will be able to help you with any social skills.

I seriously doubt your ability to help anyone with something you obviously find as elusive as social skills.

I seriously doubt your ability to help anyone with something you obviously find as elusive as social skills.

lol

you can tell that someone doesnt have real life social skills by what they type on the internet?

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I am not going to kill myself! Pain is horrible...

lol

you can tell that someone doesnt have real life social skills by what they type on the internet?

In your case? Yes. Blatantly.

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In your case? Yes. Blatantly.

*shrugs*

ok.

Can I get your neighbor's phone number? He sounds like a cool guy. We should get a beer or something.

Look at all the pain your parents have to put through with having a faggot for a son; kill yourself.

I already told you. Pain is too horrible to incidentally inflict upon myself.

Dont kill yourself. Go download msn and I will be your friend.

I will teach you how to make friends.

OP is officially in training.

Cue a montage.

you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down

Dont kill yourself. Go download msn and I will be your friend.

I will teach you how to make friends.

Do you even have friends?

That's your problem, you arn't creative.

Steal some booze from your parents then down a bottle of anti-depressants after you con your doctor into giving you them.

Death doesn't always hurt noob.

Do you even have friends?

uhm yeah

Do you even have friends?

She's a woman, all she has to do to get friends is lift up her shirt.

But yeah, kill yourself; you already said life sucked.

God you're a bigger pussy than my fucking vagina.

Overdose on DXM. 2000+ mg.

You'll trip out mad and then your nervous system will shut down. You probably won't feel a thing because you'll be far too dissociated.

Edit: or you can NOT kill yourself and have a montage instead and fix your life within 15 minutes.

you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down

She's a woman, all she has to do to get friends is lift up her shirt.

But yeah, kill yourself; you already said life sucked.

You've obviously never seen her picture. She would lose friends doing that.

God you're a bigger pussy than my fucking vagina.

now that's a gigantic pussy

go out in style! fuck, over dosing.

Overdose on DXM. 2000+ mg.

You'll trip out mad and then your nervous system will shut down. You probably won't feel a thing because you'll be far too dissociated.

this.

+ when you experience horrid pain your body blocks it out; so it'll only last a little while then you'll be gone.

That's your problem, you arn't creative.

Steal some booze from your parents then down a bottle of anti-depressants after you con your doctor into giving you them.

Death doesn't always hurt noob.

Booze violently burns my throat. Besides, you don't understand how bad it really is. It's not just pain that I fear. It's death that I fear. I hate my life, but I don't want to die.

I'm trapped!

Go for the high score, amirite?

you're going to die anyway, what's the point?

This sounds like a troll, i mean the way you post.. It doesn't seem genuine.

but regardless, i'm going to give you advice.

You need to harden the fuck up, and stop putting yourself down. Getting confidence in yourself is the first step to turning all of this around, if "Larry" and "Lauren" are going out now, i think chances are it won't last forever. It's not the end of the world, if you really do like this girl then you can't give up on it.

You need to realize that when you say "Larry is better than me in every way" things will never get better between you and "Lauren" because you're already deeming yourself not good enough for her.

I used to be like you, rejection hurt a lot, once or twice. You get used to it, if she isn't interested in you; then this is another one of life's lessons. What you need to do, is put your head up and get your head into the state which you don't judge or compare yourself to others.

You're YOU, nobody else, comparing yourself to others does nothing. Stop caring so much and just go for it.

Booze violently burns my throat. Besides, you don't understand how bad it really is. It's not just pain that I fear. It's death that I fear. I hate my life, but I don't want to die.

I'm trapped!

Are you...

Seriously, your life sucks and will never get better.

So would you rather live another 60 years knowing not a single person cares about you let alone knows your name or would you just want to end it now and hope for the best in the next life.

Doesn't sound like he wants to commit suicide then.

OP, have a montage please.

OP is officially in training.

Cue a montage.

you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down
you're the best, around
nothings gonna ever keep you down

This sounds like a troll, i mean the way you post.. It doesn't seem genuine.

but regardless, i'm going to give you advice.

You need to harden the fuck up, and stop putting yourself down. Getting confidence in yourself is the first step to turning all of this around, if "Larry" and "Lauren" are going out now, i think chances are it won't last forever. It's not the end of the world, if you really do like this girl then you can't give up on it.

You need to realize that when you say "Larry is better than me in every way" things will never get better between you and "Lauren" because you're already deeming yourself not good enough for her.

I used to be like you, rejection hurt a lot, once or twice. You get used to it, if she isn't interested in you; then this is another one of life's lessons. What you need to do, is put your head up and get your head into the state which you don't judge or compare yourself to others.

You're YOU, nobody else, comparing yourself to others does nothing. Stop caring so much and just go for it.I've already told him this a million times. This faggot is a troll.

well at least he was a good troll that tried. few of them left...

http://yourethebest.ytmnd.com/

Fuck! Writing all of this shit has caused me more pain than I thought it would.

Where is the "Undo" option where it is necessary???????

It's that little trigger on a gun.

You mean the trigger?

It's that little trigger on a gun.

You beat me to it!

You mean the trigger?

beet.

you troll

you dont want help

I offered to help you through msn numerous times

I liked your wording better :(

http://z.about.com/d/gardening/1/7/v/7/beet_chioggia.jpg

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Think I said this on page three or something, faggots bes listen' to meh nex time.

/thread.

God this thread reminds me how great my life is and how happy I am.

Cheers OP!

http://www.janbrett.com/images/mobile_troll.jpg

Never before have my cupcakes become so soiled with the blood of those that became my apples...

I am going to stop emphasizing my self hate. Replies of death and suicide have caused me to believe that I am causing myself to go in the wrong direction.

What a shocking revelation.....


I DON'T HAVE FUCKING MSN, AND I DO NOT WANT TO SIGN UP FOR SUCH A SERVICE.

Dude, It's all about trolling the troll. DON'T YOU KNOW!

FUCKING HIGH FIVE MAN


My life is fucking amazing too!

Stop posting, troll will go away soon enough

OP are you changing your life through a karate-kid-esque montage yet?

Dude, It's all about trolling the troll. DON'T YOU KNOW!

I tried, but I'm bad at that sort of shit.

emo emo emo [COPYPASTA OP] emo emo emo

FUCKING HIGH FIVE MAN


My life is fucking amazing too!

Hell fucking yeah!
Livin' the dream baby, Livin' the dream.

The Life of Frederick Douglass: Essay

How does Douglass’s narrative make use of examples to develop persuasive arguments against slavery in chapters 1-4?

Douglass’s narrative makes good use of examples to develop a strong argument against slavery by showing his readers (a skeptical audience) what slavery was all about. At that time, most people had the wrong idea about slavery. They did not know specific details about slavery; they can’t get any closer than “Slaves work on a plantation for their master. Their master feeds them and gives them shelter. Slaves are tools. They are made for working.” No one knew what really happens on plantations and other places where slaves work. The use of specific details and evidence in the narrative clears up most misconceptions that people have about slavery, and works as an effective argument against slavery.

The introductory paragraph sums up the main idea of this narrative quite nicely. Slave owners intentionally withheld information from their slaves, to keep them ignorant. The slaves knew no more about their history or age than an animal would. The owners believed that the slaves would be happy and content if they were kept in “mental darkness”, but most slaves were unhappy due to this lack of information. Frederick Douglass is unable to tell his exact age, because he does not know it. Virtually all slaves don’t know their ages.

Chapter 1:

In the first chapter, Douglass shows the reader that slaves are not born slaves. They are made into slaves. The separation of a child from its mother shortly after birth disrupts the development of affection between child and parent. Inevitably, the child has no special feelings toward its mother, and the mother eventually loses interest in the child (the mother stops brooding over the separation of the child). Frederick Douglass uses his own past as an example of this. However, Frederick’s mother still had strong affection for her son. Frederick did not. His mother traveled 12 miles during the night (as told by Douglass) to see her child. They never communicated. His mother simply tucked him in to bed, and ran the 12 miles back to her master to avoid being flogged in the morning. When his mother died, Douglass “received the tidings of her death with much the same emotions” he would have felt at the death of a stranger. That shows the toll of enslavement on Douglass’s soul.

Douglass was born in Tuckahoe, Talbot County, Maryland.

Also, Douglass says that he did not know who his father was, but he was probably his first master, Captain Anthony. He says that slave owners who impregnated female slaves did it for two reasons: to gratify their horrid sexual desires (that their white wives cannot satiate), and to increase the amount of slaves they have. Mulatto slaves were usually treated more cruelly than black slaves. The white mistress (whose husband impregnated the mother of the mulatto child) was envious of the slave mother. She was happy only when the mulattoes suffered. Ironically, the selling of mulatto children to other slave owners is an act of humanity. That means that the mulattoes will not be bothered by their father, the mistress, or their white siblings.

The large amount of mulatto children in the South goes against the foundation of slavery! The Bible says that Ham and his descendents are cursed (so that all Africans can be enslaved, for they are “not human”). If slaves are not human, then why are white men impregnating female slaves? It just shows that slave owners don’t care if slaves are human or not human; they just want a group of people (that everyone dislikes) to be their slaves. They just want workers, and as many of them as possible. Greed (and barbarity) is the foundation of slavery. Pretending that slaves are not human is just a ploy to make most people hate slaves, while those that profit from the slaves know the truth.

The final part of Chapter 1 involves Douglass’s first taste of brutality on the plantation, where his Aunt Hester is gratuitously beaten by her master, for disobeying his orders. This incident is so significant to Douglass because he had never seen anything like it before, for he has always stayed out of trouble (and never witnessed the beatings) on the plantation. He says that this act of savagery has “opened the gate to the hell that is slavery”, and prepared him for many more beatings and acts of savagery that would occur in the future. After that ordeal, Douglass hid himself in a closet, and would not come out for a long time after the beating ended.

As you can see, the large amount of specific examples used in this chapter (and narrative) makes for an effective argument against slavery.

Chapter 2:

This chapter is also full of specific examples and imagery. It begins with a description of Colonel Lloyd, Master Anthony, his family, and his plantations. Colonel Lloyd was a rich landowner in Talbot County, Maryland (the county in which Douglass was born). He owned hundreds of slaves, and many farms.

Douglass’s first master was Lloyd’s clerk and superintendent. He was “the overseer of the overseers”. He lived with his family in a house on Colonel Lloyd’s home plantation (the Great House Farm). All major transactions go through this plantation, including the slaves’ rations. Any disputes or arguments (including rowdy slaves) were settled at Lloyd’s home plantation.

The overseer of the home plantation was called Mr. Severe. Douglass says that this was a good name for him, for he was a cruel man. He had no morals, and took great pleasure in beating slaves. He died shortly after Douglass came to Lloyd’s home plantation. The slaves believed that his death was some sort of “merciful providence”. He was replaced by Mr. Hopkins, a calm and humane man. He was considered as a good overseer.

Slaves received their “allowances” of food and clothes at the Great House Farm. They received food once a month, and clothes once a year. If these clothes wore out or were somehow destroyed, they would be naked or partially clothed until the next “allowance-day”. As told by Douglass, it was a common sight to see partially-naked slaves on the plantation. Children that could not work did not receive an allowance of clothes. They received 2 coarse shirts per year.

Slaves that lived on the farms owned by Colonel Lloyd believed that being chosen to work on the Great House Farm was a great privilege. Slaves chosen to go there sing songs to express their joy in going to the Great House Farm. As a slave, Douglass said that he did not understand the meaning of these slave songs. However, he recalls that he felt extreme hatred (against slavery and advocates of slavery) when he heard this songs. He is astonished that some people in the North believe that these slave songs show the happiness of slaves, when these songs really show the deepest anguish in the slaves. The songs are feeble attempts by the slaves to “drown out” the sorrow in them.

Chapter 3:

This chapter begins with a long description of Colonel Lloyd’s garden, which was famed for having delicious fruits. Many slaves (especially children) tried to steal fruits from the garden to supplement their insufficient diets. They were caught and whipped. Since the slaves became such a threat to his garden, the colonel took many measures to end the theft. He finally succeeded when he had his workers put tar all over the garden fence. Any slave that had tar on himself was severely whipped. Soon, the slaves began to fear the tar as much as they feared the whip.

Colonel Lloyd had horses that were of the finest breed, and a riding carriage. He assigned two slaves (old Barney and young Barney) to take care of the horses. If anything was wrong with the horses, whether they didn’t move fast enough, or they looked as though they were not properly cared for, he blamed the slaves. Nothing could shield them from any accusation made by the colonel. The slightest inattention to the horses meant that the slaves would be severely punished. This is ironic because his slaves are treated like disposable tools, and his horses are treated like divine beings (meaning that everything must be perfect for the horses).

Colonel Lloyd’s family always enjoyed the luxury of whipping his slaves. Douglass himself has witnessed many beatings of the slaves. It’s almost as if punishing slaves was an enjoyable “family activity”.

Many people estimated that Lloyd owned more than 1,000 slaves. Douglass believes that this is an accurate estimate. In this chapter, Douglass wrote of an incident that proved that Colonel Lloyd owned so many slaves that he did not know them all personally, and vice versa.

Once, a slave walking down a road was addressed by Colonel Lloyd. After asking him several questions (Who is your master? Does he treat you well?, etc.), he found out that the slave had found fault with him. Instead of telling the slave that he is his master, he simply rode on (on his horse). The slave thought nothing more of the incident, until a few weeks later. He was informed that, “for having found fault with his master, he was now to be sold to a Georgia trader.” After this incident, many slaves began lying about their true feelings, to avoid punishment, for slave masters sometimes have spies to record what their fellow slaves are saying. This is another piece of evidence to suggest that slaves are human. No animal could lie to avoid the consequences! Douglass himself admits that, as a slave, he has never spoken negatively about his masters.

Slaves were always quarreling about who has the better master. Colonel Lloyd’s slaves always boasted that Colonel Lloyd was a richer man. Jacob Jepson’s (another slave owner) slaves boasted that Jepson was a better man. The slaves believed that the characteristics of their masters somehow applied to themselves. As said by Douglass, “It was considered as being bad enough to be a slave; but to be a poor man’s slave was deemed a disgrace indeed!”

Chapter 4:

Chapter 4 is significant because it shows the reader that the worst aspect of slavery is that it is not controlled by any law, or any social control. Slavery is a completely different “domain”. Anything can happen in slavery without consequences from outside sources. Douglass did a good job in this chapter. The use of specific examples shows that slavery is really evil (as said above), and makes his narrative more credible.

Apparently, Mr. Hopkins (overseer) was not severe enough to suit Colonel Lloyd. He was soon replaced by Mr. Austin Gore, a man who possessed “all those traits of character indispensable to what is called a first-rate overseer.” He was the most dreaded overseer (by the slaves). Douglass describes Mr. Gore in great detail (to add credibility to his narrative, and to “prepare” the reader for an atrocity discussed later in the chapter). Douglass implies that slavery has created Mr. Gore, a monster. Mr. Gore seemed to be less human than the slaves on the plantation. He was a brutal machine; a machine that inflicts terror into slaves. His sole purpose in life was to be a perfect overseer. He may have succeeded.

Later in the chapter, Mr. Gore whips a slave named Demby, who runs away and jumps into a creek to cauterize the skin. Gore gave him 3 calls to come out, before he shot him with a musket. Even Colonel Lloyd was shocked by this atrocity, and asked Gore why he did it. He replied that Demby became unmanageable and was a dangerous example to the other slaves. If Demby was unpunished, the other slaves would follow his example, and there would be no more “order” (as if there was any) on the plantation. Lloyd finds this defense satisfactory. What makes this incident even more appalling is that Gore is rewarded for killing Demby. His fame as an excellent overseer spread.

If Douglass had ended the chapter here, with no further evidence of barbarity, the readers of this narrative may have believed that Mr. Gore was just an insane man, and Demby was unfortunate enough to have crossed him. He shows that incidents like this occurred constantly. Slaves were constantly killed in gruesome ways, and no one did anything about it. Douglass continues the chapter with more specific examples.

About the same time as the murder of Demby, another slave was shot to death after unknowingly setting foot on another slave owner’s property. The slave owner came to see Colonel Lloyd about the murder, and the “matter was soon hushed up.” It was a common saying, among white people, that “it was worth a half-cent to kill a nigger, and another half-cent to bury one.”

Another slave owner, Mr. Thomas Lanman, killed two slaves. One of them died a particularly gruesome death- he was killed with an axe. Lanman is never prosecuted for these acts of inhumanity. He even brags about this deed, saying that everyone should do what he has done!

Another awful murder resulted in a warrant for a woman’s arrest (but was never issued). Mrs. Hicks killed a young female slave with an oak stick after she failed to respond to the baby’s crying. These incidents led Douglass to conclude that “killing a slave, or any colored person, in Talbot County, Maryland, is not treated as a crime, either by the courts, or the community.”

This chapter could possibly be the most effective argument against slavery. It shows the true evil in slavery.

Do what I did at age fifteen; resort to weed, speed, and alcohol.

that must be left in the oven of the toasted crossaints. why must the apples fry in the name of God? WHY?

didnt read all of the replys, i am kind of the same way you are, except not as bad, i dont talk to the girl i like because i dont know what to say... by the time i asked her to homecomming, someone already asked her out. but lately ive been thinking along these lines.

i asked myself, do you think she is worth fighting for and trying to be with? do you see yourself being with her for a couple months? how would you feel if you were friend zoned.

i figured, yeah i guess she would be worth fighting for, even possibly physically(16yo here)
yeah, i think we would be together for a couple months at least. being friendzoned wouldnt be all that bad, id just move on.

if you really think that she might REALLY be something, fight for her.......

MCDZ

you wouldn't happen to live in Bonner, Montana would you?...

No, Bonner is my name.

Boner, actually. But it is pronounced Bonner.

I can't believe he still hasn't joined the fucking French Foreign Legion.

What are you waiting for? Your balls to drop?

Holy fuck you are so emo and retarded. Just shut the fuck up for a minute and quit complaining. Seriously what the fuck are you complaining about? How you are 15 and never had a g/f??? Shit man you really are a pussy and you say you don't know where to find any drugs??? Not even weed?? Its not too hard to go up and talk to someone and not have them think of you as a total douche bag, but it seems that you view yourself so lowly that no one has a choice but to view you as a fucking loser.

She isn't worth it. I was in a very similar situation when i was 15....felt the same way.....its funny 5 years and 5 serious relationships later because now i realize it was just a crush and plus bitch is living in a trailer park and pregnant with her second kid. Oh and kudos on being able to spell and use grammar correctly, half these posts are a pain in the ass to read through because no one knows fucking English.

Fuck the French Foreign Legion, move to Alaska and wrestle a polar bear.