John Parkson Monologue

Dr. Hastings runs over and sedates Wilbur again. Wilbur falls back asleep. There is a buzzing on Dr. Hastings phone. DR. HASTINGS Ugh!

Twenty years ago Jimmy Wells wanted to meet me at this place twenty years from now. Now he has caught me because he knew I was a thief .

Marcus creeps up, slowly dribbling the ball looking at me like I’m his prey. He shoots.

Oh God, God forgive me I came to this town to call out the devil but instead I have seen innocent people’s necks break before me. From the moment I arrived here I could feel the presence of evil but little did I know it was a teenage girl plotting her revenge. My coming to Salem meant having full trust in my books which were weighted with God’s Justice but now everyone of those books is another brick crushing my soul. I have always been a man of God and I used to believe that everything I did was for him.

Greenville. Even the name sounds innocent. Or at least innocent enough to fool people. But look a bit closer, everything isn't as it seems. And if you look close enough you can see the demons hiding in the shadows.

I pushed the arm in front of me even deeper into the guy’s throat. It was much harder than it had been the first time and I felt his Adam's apple push into my skin.

"Bye mom!" I yell as I walk out the door on my way to school. My mom reminds

The beginning I lived in a little town in texas only having 250 residence and i was one of them just at the beginning my adulthood and I finished school just 3 years back. I had life going great until that night when I died and it was all caused by my rival “Willy Morgan” when he came to my house looking for a fight and i gave it to him it was a fist fight it was the brawl of the century until Willy took out a knife when i saw the knife I quickly grabbed a glass bottle and whacked him right on the cheekbone causing a deep cut on his cheek, blood dripped on the floor boards he was furious he stabbed me once in the heart and it was over. Now that i’m a ghost I’ve dedicate my whole life to haunt Willy Morgan and that’s just what i’m going to do

The faint echo of screams. The crunching of leaves under footsteps, getting faster with every exhale. A drum, beating from within. Thoughts clouded with realisation of the truth and the lies which have prevented it from surfacing amongst the chaos. The girls are all frauds! Murderers!

A stillness settled around them, all the hospital sounds fading into the background as the enormity of Tom’s admission finally hit home. The dark-haired officer rose to his feet, his movements slow and clumsy. But as a surge of adrenaline secreted into his system, his eyes darted wildly around him and the sudden need to escape the close confines of the room overwhelmed him. “I can’t...I...I’ve gotta go!” he blurted out, and spinning around, he stumbled out the door, hot blinding tears blurring his

Wadsworth claiming to know the identity of the murderer runs around the house frantically repeating every event committed to memory. To which he finally deduces that

The pearl, in my opinion, was not evil, it was bait. It lured bystanders in as a test. It reminds be of the trails to get to heaven; it was made to entice the greedy and selfish so they may be punished. Those who can keep away the destructive thinking of power and riches get rewarded. It was a standard to leech out the sinners.

One should not be judged because of what religion they are,they should be just as much trusted with other people no matter what religion.”They will not be treated differently by their government is essential to who we are”.(Page 473)( President Obama).One person should not be treated differently just because of one person having a different religion.”People from around the world were coming to America to practice their own religion or faith”(Page 473)(John Winthrop).The fact that someone has to go to a different country to learn more about someone’s own religion should not be that way. If someone has their own religion they should be able to learn about it. They should not have to travel just because their country has only “one religion”.

A: Immediately after the untimely death of Emily Brent I intimated to Armstrong that we must carry out our plan. It was simply that I must appear to have been the next victim in the series of murders. Unknowing to Armstrong I was the murderer, and the plan was that once I was declared dead by Armstrong and carried to my quarters I could move about the house and spy on the murderer. But this just help my plan because nobody would suspect the murderer being someone who was dead.

The Epic of Gilgamesh does not quite have a happy end. Truthfully, Gilgamesh is not successful in his mission. It is shortsighted and deceived to expect that Gilgamesh, the saint, must be effective in his journey to hold the characteristics of courage. An unsuccessful journey not harsh any more than a courageous ending is essentially joyful. For recognitions of this, we need to look no more distant than the plenty of thoughtful legends of great writing – the stories of Homer, Virgil 's Aeneid, and even Beowulf of the Anglo-Saxon abstract convention. The Illiad end with the slaughter of Troy and the passing of Achilles. The Odyssey, in spite of the fact that it sees the saint restored home, in any case includes an entirely tough cost. The Aeneid, in like manner, shows in disaster. Like Achilles, Odysseus, Aeneas, and various other exemplary legends, Gilgamesh too shows those qualities vital to an ordinary scholarly saint, none of which needs to do, truth be told, with the unique idea of pleasure. In spite of the fact that achievement is quite unimportant to the bravery of a specific journey, maybe the first indicate considered in "Gilgamesh" is that the legend might really make progress. His level of progress depends to a limited extent on what he needs to accomplish and what he accomplish. Given the included creative component of the epic that they are developments of one or more creators the accomplishment