The lift shocked to a stop and Martin was certain that he heard metal on metal rub. As Martin looked up for a short second, he could see a little square trap door at the top of the lift, just before the light began to flash. On, Off, On, Off.
At that point, he felt a distinct feeling of fear well in the pit of his stomach, similarly as his heartbeat, and his breath began turning out shallow and worn out as adrenaline pumped through his veins. The old lady looked thousands of times creepier and noxious than she had when she had been gazing at him. Her red hair looked wild, and her striking blue eyes penetrated his skull. Her chuckling appeared to seem like thunder, cautioning to seek shelter before the dangerous lightning comes .Martin crushed
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The old lady just smiled maliciously and brought her hand to her biggest pocket on the green trench coat and pulled out a large piece of rough glass. "Young", healthy boy should take the stairs and leave the lifts to us minimal old women. You should have taken the stairs," she said in a level tone, giving a similar smile the entire time, her eyes burning with a cool fire. As she talked, the glass glimmered in the squinting light, similar to a blade.
Martin jumped. He opened his mouth to talk, to yell, to shout or even to squeak out a sound, however, nothing turned out. He was so scared, so petrified that he couldn't talk, and he was grasping his crutches so firmly that his knuckles turned white. He was trembling and his knees would have been knocking if he had his fractured leg on the floor in the little room. He flicked his eyes up to the roof once again. "That entryway is my only way out of this! I need to attempt to reach it, yet she's standing directly under it. If only I hadn't fractured my leg "Martin thought. At the thought of his leg, , it began to hurt with a fiery and throbbing
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Since he was actually gotten into a tight spot and caught in a little lift with no place to run to, aside from up to the trap entryway, that lone left one alternative: battle. Martin swallowed as the old redheaded, glass using lady ranted, her glass gleaming as she talked. Zzzzt! All of a sudden the lights glimmered out! Martin didn't have time to think. He hit the lady with is left crutch, and utilized them as a stage stool for a minute. He pushed the entryway open, and after that hopped off his crutch while pushing off the padded part. He climbed his way through the gap, his leg throbbing in torment. He calmly inhaled then covered the opening with the
Glancing toward the bridge window, she noticed the captain’s chair wasn’t bolted down. Walking over, she grabbed the chair and began smashing it into the door. After a few minutes of swinging the chair and uttering a number of colorful metaphors, she collapsed, exhausted. She was going to die here. There was no way out of this.
On page 82, as Martin finally discovered the painful answer for the questions that had haunted him for month , Martin felt hurt than ever, especially when Martin's eyes reached Cesar's stare. Martin realized that revenge was a bad solution for his problem, that he was not the only victim of gang violence, that his family was not the only one that had to suffered the consequense from this battle. That answer is expressed clearly through Cesar and Martin compared how painful the answer was by using metaphors "his stare cutting me deeper than any blades". Martin's sourness was worse than any wound that caused by any blades. Violence always painful!
On their spectacular adventure, when they break in the court house at midnight, looking for where the dead person was buried they get attacked by someone who was eager to destroy them. In the moment instead of fighting and helping his Aunt Linda he ran.” He staggered, grabbing a filing cabinet for support. Jack stumbled against the center table as he desperately felt his way to the outline of the outside door.” ( Williams 68)
In life, especially as kids, we have choices to either be cool or respect our family's rules. In the story, “ Your Move” By Eve Bunting, the protagonist, James, has the choice to join the K- bones or keep the trust from his family. Therefore, he learns that caring more about his family is more important than caring about his so called “friends.”
Alexandra sat quietly in thought until she heard the harsh pounding of fingers rapping against the door3. She quickly stood up from her spot in a chair and brushed off her dress, adjusting it to be more comfortable. She hurried to the door and opened it apologizing profusely for not getting there quicker. Standing in the door was a young African
This all started when Martin started using the elevator. He always saw her staring at him, so he became uncomfortable and saw her as if she was threatening. The lady wore dirty clothes and had an appearance as if she was poor. “She wore a threadbare green coat that ballooned around her; her ankles bulged above her dirty sneakers, Martin was sure he felt it sink under her weight” (Sleator 28). To show this scene, the author uses specific detail. This helps lead to the theme by showing how he noticed her from her appearance and the way she acted that she wasn’t innocent. Martin is afraid because he isn’t sure if this lady is a danger to him. Another incident where Sleator used specific detail is “Coming home from school the day after they moved in, Martin tried the stairs. But they were almost as bad. Windowless, shadowy, with several dark landings where the light bulbs had burned out” (Sleator 27). This showed specific detail, while still showing the theme, always be aware of your
The old lady scares Martin, the elevator, and Martin’s dad also scare him. In the end of The Elevator the old lady
It was Raoul, and I wished for him to go away. He knocked again then stuck his head around the door. ‘How are you?’ he asked with concern. Anger overcame me.
1. Throughout the story suspense is aroused and maintained excellently. This is achieved by the character the author creates. Mr. Martin is characterized as a neat and cautious man, who never took a smoke or a drink in his life. Our suspense is aroused when the author states that it has been “a week to the day since Mr. Martin had decided to rub out Mrs. Ulgine Barrows”. This arouses our suspense because we are told Mr. Martin is planning to murder this woman. The suspense is maintained with Mr. Martin’s thoughts. We as an audience are given his thoughts through the use of the 3rd person omniscient point of view. His thoughts are mostly on the issue on his dislike of Mrs. Barrows. Because of this, he
He goes to the elevator and tries to find the women, so he can live with her but she is not to be found. Martin gives up and goes back to his apartment to live with his dad. He goes back to the elevator after packing his bags, and sees the women there. Martin talks to the women for the first time, Martin says “ why weren't you at the elevator when I was with my bags” women replies “ I don't want you to live with me were just friends and all I want to do is feed you” Martins says back “ but why…” Woman replies fast “ it's to hard to explain..” After talking to the women, Martin decides to tell his dad and his dad doesn’t believe him, and Martin doesn’t know what to do now. That same day Martin and his dad go to the elevator because, Martin’s dad is curious of what Martin is seeing, but he sees nothing , but Martin does… “The woman is standing there looking mad” Martin said. The next day Martin goes back to the elevator and the woman is not there. Later that day he goes and she is still not there. Next day he goes back and he goes to the lobby, but as he goes there something grabs him and he is blinded, then he hears his name and
Moving away from all of your best friends can be a real tragedy in a sixteen-year-old teenagers life. It’s hard to get up and go eight hundred miles away from everyone you know and everything you grew up around. I had this happen to me about three years ago and it is the largest change I have ever had to adjust to in my life. It wasn’t the changes around me that I was bothered by; it was that I did not know one living soul for hundreds of miles and all I wanted was a friend.
One of Martin’s fears would be the fat lady, which he sees every time he rides the elevator alone. “He stood there, unable to move, and then backed away. And as he did so, her expression
Martin stood there shaking with fear running through every inch of his body. The same question ran through his head. “How does she know my name?”, but the thing that really seemed to play over and over again was the thought that he was going to die.
I practically fell out of the bus. I had no money to buy water and I was sweating bullets. All I have to do is to get to is get to Martin’s house I thought. Then they will aid me with my arid throat. But wait, I have forgotten where they live! I should travel to the town’s central area and maybe I will remember how to get to Martin’s house! If not, then I can just ask someone on the street, I thought. As I trudged on, I could feels scabs on my feet. The money in my boots must have caused this, I thought. But it was necessary, I wanted a proper funeral. The sun beated upon my head as I blindly walked through the town. My sight was starting to appear with blur.
And it just so happens that every time he is on the elevator it starts good with no lady but eventually stops and who gets on... You guessed it the fat lady that is somehow at the same exact time on with Martin. Towards the beginning of the story Martin has thoughts racing left and right through his head. “But if she was only visiting somebody why would she be leaving at 7:30 in the morning?” This shows that Martin isn't only worrying about the elevator and the lady, but he was also worrying about why the lady was on there everyday at the exact same time?