Belle Shirley Research Paper

Character: Belle Starr Main Idea Essay
Hook:
Marry me or I will shoot your brains out!
Introduction and Background info (birthplace, birthdate, any relevant childhood info, relevant relationship info, etc.):
Hello, my name is Myra Maybelle Shirley. Born on February 5, 1848 Carthage, Missouri. I had 2 brothers, John Allison or Bud as we called him was 6 years older than myself and Edwin 1 year younger then me. That means I was the middle child. When I was little everyone loved me and didn't care what I did.
Thesis:
My life as an outlaw was not easy at all, well my early life was pretty good but being the bandit queen was tough and not to mention an unsolved murder. Main Idea 1: Early Life I was a very wild and had a very hot temper, that
But known one really paid attention to that because of the civil war going on in all, because we were southerners. John Shirley my father sold the farm and built a very luxurious hotel. We had 2 slaves to help with the work and chores. Father also helped to established a female academy in Carthage in 1855, so I could go to school and get an education. The best horse rider in Carthage was of course myself. My love for house would last until I die. But my love for my brother would not.
Main Idea 2: The Bandit Queen
How I became the bandit queen, well it all started trying to keep my brother save from getting killed. I did this by flirting with the Union soldiers and getting them to tell me if or when and where they planned to get my brother, so I was a spy. One time I got captured and when I got loose I cut loose a bunch of horses and they followed me and I went to go help my brother and I did, they took the horse of of my hands, that is why people believe that I was the leader of a band of horse thieves. When Bud died we moved to Texas to get out of the wars grips. In Texas I fell in
I was riding my horse on the way home and could not take the trails due to the past 2 days of raining. So as I road I did not notice the shadowy figure along the fence. I was just 40 feet away from the fence when the figure stood up and shot at my back with a 2 barreled shotgun. I fell off of my horse into the mud, I was bleeding from my neck and side because that is we're I was struck. Struggling to get up the figure rushed over and unloaded the other barrel into my face and shoulder. This time I gave up on struggling to get up and lay motionless in the mud. The murderer now well satisfied disappeared into the night. Up till today my death has been a mystery, and a unsolved murder.
Conclusion (including death/what I am currently doing): My life ended with my daughter pearl next to me begging me to hang on and that help was coming, as she cradled my bloody head in her hands. I passed on listening to my beloved daughter begging me to hang on and to stay with her. Years later after my funeral Pearl commander workers to build a 2 foot high wall around my grave. On the headstone the stonecutter engraved:
BELLE STARR
Born in Carthage,