the allegationtion of plagiarism ,many a time ,suffocates a budding artist or a writer.how do you feel? answer in 300 words if it does n't cross the word limit you will be reported ,CAREFUL YOU WILL BE REPORTED .
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- With context to the lesson story of my life by helen keller we can say that the allegation of plagiarism many time suffocates a budding artist or a writer.
- When helen was accused that her own story the frost king was similar to another story named frost fairies she was heartbroken as she had not herd of such a story in her life.
- Complicated situation made helen withdrawn from writing and others short story and she was depressed and sad.
- Patvin for the she learn that such situations offer in our life she again turned into writing as writing her in forgetting sharp pains and disabilities to an extent
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It sucks, completely and utterly. I don’t think my situation is as dire or severe as some of the others here, but the feeling still stands. It makes you feel awful, and as someone else put it, “helpless”.
Imagine creating something - something deep and personal to you - and then someone else suddenly taking it without you realizing. The only time you find out is after the deed has been done, sometimes you’ll even go past months without noticing. Then you do. And you realize that something that mattered to you, something you created yourself (and, in some cases, something you poured heart and soul for), is no longer seen as yours. No one knows it’s yours. They believe it belongs to someone else. Or just the fact that someone would have the gall to take such a piece is just - it hurts. Especially given that once its done, there’s no changing that mark.
Someone I respected and felt inferior too plagiarized from me, a collaborative personal project we had with some other friends, and because of that, I can’t bring myself to work on anything to do with that project. Whenever I try, and I see the person who did the deed, I lose my motivation and energy for it. I just cannot genuinely bring myself to return to something I worked heart and soul for.
Plagiarism is a terrible, godawful thing. It feels like something vital has been taken from you, and you can’t even properly say it is yours anymore. My incident with plagiarism happened a few weeks ago, and until now I still struggle to accept that it happened. Some people may think that it was an overreaction, which maybe it is, but the reaction is not invalidated. In the end, something is stolen from you. And in some cases, it might even have been backstabbing, or a breach of trust. In the end, it’s a whole miserable affair of which you cannot control the outcome or how you feel about it.