I’m kind of really proud that this is my intro paragraph to my paper. This is the first time I post my writing publicly so….be nice.
It was some time ago that two people lived together in a small room, sharing everything that could possibly be divided into two equal parts. Each had their own side of the room, their own closet, desk and preferred side of the sink. They shared their highs and lows with each other, showing support for each other when one of them was down and celebrating with each other in times of great joy. So when one of them took in a tormented and homeless goldfish, they shared the goldfish as well. They loved the goldfish like a child, constantly keeping its bowl clean and feeding it regularly. It wasn’t until the goldfish started to look a little bloated that they noticed something was wrong. Worried, they looked up what could be wrong only to come to a dead end. A few days later the goldfish died; bewildered the two tried to figure out what possibly could have gone wrong. They both made sure the bowl was clean, and that the bowl was at a safe distance from the window, and that the goldfish was happy by feeding it every day in the morning and mid-day. The thing was that each person woke up at different time in the morning and would come in at a different time in the afternoon; which meant that they had fed the goldfish twice as much than they intended, meaning they fed their goldfish to death.