Zurlia Mosby
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The Black Treasure
The Little Black Book My eyes are still burning after the tears ran out, my shoes covered in scuff marks as I kick rocks walking along the cemetery trail. It’s never easy to watch someone lower your father into his grave, at seven years old I have already experienced such great loss. All I want to do now is get away, I let my mind wander as I walk into the woods.
By Zurlia Mosby5 years ago in Families
How much for your life?
How do you quantify the value of someone’s life? We apply our own ideas of what makes something valuable to objects all the time. If you ask a stranger on the street what they would be willing to pay for a candy bar, what would they say? One dollar, maybe five it it’s some kind of fancy, gourmet stuff. Now ask that same person, how much for the life of someone you love? They would do what any sensible person would do right? They’d gasp or act appalled at the very idea! But everything has a value, a number based on the demand we have for it. So, I ask again…
By Zurlia Mosby5 years ago in Criminal
