Portfolio/Work Samples
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Below you can read some samples of my work.
Below you can read some samples of my work.
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Fast Diets Because just about everybody hates dieting, finding a fast diet to quickly lose weight has created hundreds of fad eating plans. Many of these diets do result in weight loss, usually about five to ten pounds. However, the true test of a fast diet rests in the aftermath. Fast Diet Examples One fast diet is the 3-Day Diet, which consists of eating under 1000 calories a day. This could result in weight loss up to five pounds in just three days. Following a very strict food plan, the meals mainly consist of high-protein foods (such as tuna and eggs), as well as some fiber (bread and fruit.) Losing five pounds in three days can be extremely helpful, especially if you are cramming for a PT or other strict fitness test. Another fast diet is the Special K Diet, designed by Special K to specifically help women lose five to ten pounds in two weeks. The diet is fast, but your body is not sent into starvation mode, and as a result, it’s much more manageable compared to the 3-Day Diet. Substitute two meals a day with a proper serving size of a special K cereal, protein bar, or shake. Eat one meal as you normally would. Does a Fast Diet Work? Obviously, as eating brings in calories and consequently fat, cutting back on eating will result in some weight loss. Additionally, a fast diet that drastically reduces the amount of calories you are taking in will shed pounds. The real test of a fast diet; however, lies in the extended results. Unfortunately, while fast diets get weight off initially, the results overwhelmingly vanish within a couple of weeks. A fast diet is usually a yo yo diet. The weight goes off quickly, but just as quickly as you get off the diet, the weight comes back on. |
Fast Diets ¶ Because just about everybody hates dieting, finding a fast diet ̶t̶o̶ ̶q̶u̶i̶c̶k̶l̶y̶ ̶l̶o̶s̶e̶ ̶w̶e̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ has created hundreds of ̶f̶a̶d̶ ̶e̶a̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ fad-eating plans. Many of these diets do result in weight loss, usually about five to ten pounds. However, the true test of a fast diet rests in the aftermath. Fast Diet Examples ¶ One fast diet is the 3-Day Diet, which consists of eating under 1000 calories a day. This could result in weight loss up to five pounds in just three days. Following a ̶v̶e̶r̶y̶ ̶s̶t̶r̶i̶c̶t̶ rigorous food plan, the meals mainly consist of high-protein foods (such as tuna and eggs), as well as some fiber (bread and fruit.) Losing five pounds in three days can be extremely helpful, especially if you are cramming for a PT or other strict fitness test. ¶ Another fast diet is the Special K Diet, designed by Special K to specifically help women lose five to ten pounds in two weeks. The diet is fast, but your body is not sent into starvation mode, and as a result, it’s much more manageable compared to the 3-Day Diet. Substitute two meals a day with a proper serving size of a Special K cereal, protein bar, or shake. Eat one meal as you normally would. Does a Fast Diet Work? ̶O̶b̶v̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y̶,̶ As eating brings in calories and consequently fat, cutting back on eating will result in some weight loss. Additionally, a fast diet that drastically reduces the amount of calories you are taking in will shed pounds. ¶ The real test of a fast diet ̶;̶ ,however, lies in the extended results. Unfortunately, while fast diets get weight off initially, the results overwhelmingly vanish within a couple of weeks. A fast diet is usually a ̶y̶o̶ ̶y̶o̶ yo-yo diet. The weight goes off quickly, but just as quickly as you get off the diet, the weight ̶c̶o̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶b̶a̶c̶k̶ ̶o̶n̶ returns. |
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BeforeThe Wall I’d grown up surrounded by was crumbling in places,
riddled with vines and home to all manner of wildlife. Kids used to dare each other to climb to the top and grab a glimpse off the world beyond: scar-like roads winding across the wilderness; the dark shapes of the two closest cities in the distance; animals and birds roaming free and untamed. If we were really lucky, we’d see a caravan treking between cities, laden with goods and supplies, and if we were really lucky, we’d see a Hunter walking, alone except for the ever-present purple-blue halo of their Magic—the last Magic in the world—a spot of bright colour among the fading hues. The first time I made to it the top of the wall I was seven, and my arms shook so badly I was afraid I would never be able to get back down. But the view was worth every second of fear and pain I scooted closer to the edge and crossed my legs beneath me, dropping my arms into my lap as I stared out at a world turned gold by the setting sun. “Inside the wall, we saw the sun for only a fraction of the day, and our sunsets were only the faint pink and orange cloud directly above as the city and farmlands wer swallowed by shadow. I stole looks at the molten ball as it sank below the horizon, fascinated as it began to darken from yellow to a reddish orange I’d never seen before, and I felt a rush of warm energy in my gut, something telling me to go, get out, run, explore. I closed my eyes and inhaled the breeze. I went back to the top of the wall whenever I could after that. Noone had to dare me, and my parent’s words of caution fell on deaf ears. |
AfterThe ̶W̶a̶l̶l̶ (wall) I’d grown up surrounded by was crumbling in
places, riddled with vines, and home to all manner of wildlife. Kids used to dare each other to climb to the top and grab a glimpse ̶o̶f̶f̶ of the world beyond: ̶s̶c̶a̶r̶-̶l̶i̶k̶e̶ (scarlike) roads winding across the wilderness; the dark shapes of the two closest cities in the distance; animals and birds roaming free and untamed. If we were really lucky, we’d see a caravan ̶t̶r̶e̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ (trekking) between cities, laden with goods and supplies, and if we were really lucky, we’d see a Hunter walking, alone except for the ever-present purple-blue halo of their Magic—the last Magic in the world—a spot of bright ̶c̶o̶l̶o̶u̶r̶ color among the fading hues. The first time I made it to ̶i̶t̶ the top of the wall I was seven, and my arms shook so badly I was afraid I would never be able to get back down. But the view was worth every second of fear and pain.(add period) I scooted closer to the edge and crossed my legs beneath me, dropping my arms into my lap as I stared out at a world turned gold by the setting sun. “ ̶“̶(delete quotation mark)Inside the wall, we saw the sun for only a fraction of the day, and our sunsets were only the faint pink and orange ̶c̶l̶o̶u̶d̶ (clouds) directly above as the city and farmlands ̶w̶e̶r̶ (were) swallowed by shadow. I stole looks at the molten ball as it sank below the horizon, fascinated as it began to darken from yellow to a reddish orange I’d never seen before, and I felt a rush of warm energy in my gut, something telling me to go, get out, run, explore. I closed my eyes and inhaled the breeze. I went back to the top of the wall whenever I could after that. ̶N̶o̶o̶n̶e̶ (No one) had to dare me, and my ̶p̶a̶r̶e̶n̶t̶’̶s̶ parents' words of caution fell on deaf ears. |
Before and After Proofreading Sample
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Beforethe ghosts had seemingly flocked to the library upon completion
for some other reason, one that never seemed to present itself. Had they followed the books? Had they followed one of the builders? One of the employees? Had some ofthe materials been haunted? Or, had they just come to where the books were waiting for them? Where they could spend their endless days pursuing whatever knowledge they craved? Regardless of there origin, the ghosts came with the library, and when the library came into my life, so did the ghosts. They weren’t always the scarey kind of ghosts, the dangerous kind. For most of my life—for most of the library’s existence—they were the kind of ghosts who might move books to a different shelf or knock your phone off the table or appear at the end of dimly lit isles so you’d catch a glimpse of a gossamer figure out of the corner of your eye and get spooked. They liked to pass through people and give them a chill, or stare at someone hard enough that they would feel like they were being watched. At worse, you might smell things like snow or damp or fire or must where those smells shouldn’t be, or hear a few sourceless words while the ghosts were around: snippets of the past, of their pasts |
After ̶t̶h̶e̶ (The) ghosts had seemingly flocked to the library upon
completion for some other reason, one that never seemed to present itself. Had they followed the books? Had they followed one of the builders? One of the employees? Had some ̶o̶f̶t̶h̶e̶ (of the) materials been haunted? Or, had they just come to where the books were waiting for them? Where they could spend their endless days pursuing whatever knowledge they craved? Regardless of ̶t̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ (their) origin, the ghosts came with the library, and when the library came into my life, so did the ghosts. They weren’t always the ̶s̶c̶a̶r̶e̶y̶ (scary) kind of ghosts, the dangerous kind. For most of my life—for most of the library’s existence—they were the kind of ghosts who might move books to a different shelf or knock your phone off the table or appear at the end of dimly lit ̶i̶s̶l̶e̶s̶ (aisles) so you’d catch a glimpse of a gossamer figure out of the corner of your eye and get spooked. They liked to pass through people and give them a chill, or stare at someone hard enough that they would feel like they were being watched. At ̶w̶o̶r̶s̶e̶ worst, you might smell things like snow or damp or fire or must where those smells shouldn’t be, or hear a few sourceless words while the ghosts were around: snippets of the past, of their pasts. (added period) |