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When I was young, I would kill insects because I hated them. Insects were too disgusting. They looked too different from us humans. I also watched many scary movies where the weird insect looking monsters were the bad guys. If nobody stops them from invading earth, I thought I should be the one. Whenever I saw a bug, I killed it. I stepped on it many times just to make sure they get sent to hell and never come back. That was the scary part about bugs too. Some bugs would still be alive even though I step on them many times. How disgusting is that? Sometimes, I saw my friends who have insects as pets. I never understood them. Why would they keep the bad guys as a pet? I always told myself that when I grow up, I will kill all the insects in the world.

           I killed more insects as I grew up. If I saw an ant, I would never leave it alone. I would jump high and step on it. Even though I stepped on it, it would still try to move. That irritated me more. My worst enemy was spider. No matter how big, how small, or if it is harmful or not, I killed every single spider I saw. It was too many legs for me to bear. It was beyond the level to describe the creature with word like disgusting. There was no way a spider could peaceful walk past me. Each time I heard someone scream in school, I knew it was a spider, so I would pick up something to hit the spider. I thought I was doing the world a big favor by killing the bugs, but all I see on television was species going extinct and advertisements about how people should leave the living creatures alone. That did not bother me until I came to Woodstock.

           When I came here, first thing I saw on the street was starving poor dogs. I never knew that there were street dogs. I thought dogs were supposed to stay in the house with their owner and enjoy their life. Dogs were my favorite animal, so I tried to touch them, but people told me that I can get rabies and many people died with the disease. I could never tell which dog had rabies, so I never touched the dogs. The fact that I could not touch the dogs was too much for me to handle. I also felt sorry for the dogs. They were disregarded by the society even though it was not their fault that they have rabies. I also got to know that many dogs die because of hunger. When I saw all the terrible things that happened to the dog, my dream was to help the dogs and give them a place to live.

           As I grew up, I learned more about different types of species. I learned about endangered species and extinct species. I got to know that some animals were extinct because of the humans. When I got to know this, I could not forgive myself for killing anything that had a life. I wanted to help the poor things that were being threatened by us.

           Now I learn Environmental Science and I understand more about the environment and how the people are causing the different species to be endangered or extinct. Now my dream is to save the endangered species. I cannot bring back the animals that do not exist anymore, but I can still save species that do exist. Now days, when I see bugs I force myself not to kill them because even they have a life. I believe it is wrong to take a life of something that is living. Nobody has the right to take the lives of others. They might not be as big as humans, but they still have everything we have and they have the right to live anyway they want to.

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