We move in swarms, it’s safer this way. We make them confused and disoriented, a bunch of little black dots speeding around their heads. We are mosquitoes or the “vampire flies” as he called us when he was young. Most people don’t like us, they think we are a nuisance and are glad that spiders eat us like candy. We aren’t always like that; we are vital to animal’s food sources as main courses. We hover in the middle of the cliff like a bear stalking its prey. We have followed him though we have stayed at Ghost Lake the entire time. We were birds observed from the skies when little Laura passed away, we were the maggots in the mushroom Burl tried to eat, we were the deer and fish his father hunted and we will be everything he sees in his life. …show more content…
We are glad he has chosen this path. We have watched him since little Laura ran away and we have rooted for him. Laura has been rooting for him and when his yell rang through the forest and his feet finally pound away from Pharaoh, the whole forest breathed a sigh of relief. The air being held within everything part of the forest since Burl received his first beating is let go. He is scraped up and hungry. We took the mushroom for ourselves and our favourite leaves were not appetizing to the humans. He gradually approaches our swarm wavering from consciousness and unconsciousness. He pushes forward leaving the horrors behind with every step. When he reaches us we engulf him like the hungry beasts we are. At first, he swats at us lazily but then he gives up and we dig in biting down on his scabbed and bruised skin. Sucking in his blood we sense his emotions, his anger to Cal the phrase “you steal everything” running through our minds, his curiosity of the helicopter, his worry about Cal finding him and his secrets from everyone. It is then that we are connected. We know what he feels because it is what we relive. Suddenly we feel the excitement from his blood. He starts to run and
Reporter stated the following: He (Brycion) is the victim. He was asleep in the bed and woke up. He (Ben) was hunting him. He said he found me and took a whole of my man part. The mother got involved because she told Ben to leave. He did not say if the mom called the police because Ben left. This happened last night. He told Dr. Brumfield this morning he had to tell her something. He was then brought into my office. When we questioned him he said Ben drives a vehicle. He said Ben stays at home and is not in school. We have not called the mom because she will come at 9 for IEP meeting. We will talk to the mom at the meeting. If the mom does not show up for the meeting we will call her. It sounded like this is the first time this has happened.
Markus Zusak’s, The Messenger features the protagonist Ed Kennedy, and how he completed each mission of aces; diamonds, clubs, spades and hearts. The suit of spades was symbolic to Ed’s overall mission as Ed had to dig through truths about himself. Before the suit of spades Ed’s thought of himself was that he was worth nothing, evident through the narration of Ed’s monologue. The suit of spades saw Ed wanting more for his life, evident through the characterisation of Ed, the changes in his monologue.
Thornton Wilder, a Wisconsin native, is the writer of the Pulitzer Prize winner play Our Town. In Our Town, Wilder tells the story of a town in Grover’s Corners, New Hampshire, and the daily lives of the inhabitants. In the play, the author uses minimal props and scenery as well as including a main character known as the Stage Manager that has the ability to break the fourth wall, allowing him to talk to the audience. This factor of talking to the audience is a major component of making the public a part of the town. Throughout the play, there are many instances in which the Stage Manager uses various cues as well as dialogues to incorporate the audience and develop an intimate relationship to create a true sense of “our town”.
It is the twenty-third of May, and a civil outrage has occurred in the city of Verona. While investigating the remnants of the situation, I am in awe as I gaze upon regards of fruits and vegetables scattered around the main town. There are multiple dead bodies laid around the land, and Some merchants are still trying to readjust their fruit carts upright after they had been bashed over. I command my horse over to interrogate an old lady that was trying to collect her apples off of the street. The lady’s name is Jane Bernal, and she was a witness to the brawl that had occured. She proclaimed that the brawl happened when Tybalt Capulet bit his thumb at Benvolio Montague. He then proceeded to draw his sword, dueling Benvolio. This is the first
Feeble, isolation and dreaded anticipation. I will describe my sadness as death by a thousand paper cuts. For every time I remember that my little boy is leaving me, possibly forever, another cut is sliced across my already weakened heart. None are enough to kill me, but powerful enough to deeply scar. My stinging heart clenches at the thought of the risk that he is putting himself up to. Slowly, I lift my trembling hand with the sellotape bandage wrapped around it, and limply brush off as many white cat hairs as possible. Holding back the temptation to graze my nose across the tip of his and run a hand through the gelled blackthorns of his hair. I attempted to distract myself by smoothening out the creases in the uniform. Can’t the clocks
In this essay, I will be analyzing a character from the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. By seeing how intense the passion was between Romeo and Juliet in this play, it’s not hard to see that the main theme of this play is love. The character that I will be analyzing will be Tybalt. The tension between Tybalt and Romeo was significant. So much so, that Romeo killed Tybalt later in the play which resulted in him being tossed into exile by the prince. What indirectly caused this fatal encounter was when Romeo attended the Capulet’s ball and Tybalt wasn’t too happy about his presence. In this essay, I will go into more detail about the two ways how Tybalt affected the outcome of this play.
He then remembered that he had a spare key in his bag. As he, rummaged through his bag he finally opened the front door and got into his home. “Honey i'm back home”, he shouted.
People always have more potential than it looks. That’s because people can have talents that can change the world. Some people look like ordinary people, but they may be more special than you think. Once, I was at the park. Lots of people were there, but one person caught my eye.
Katelyn had started off by telling me about how after the last sickness had ended (The weird influenza that the doctors could never figure out what it truly was.) and how the villagers had all gone off and gotten their pitchforks and torches to chase my grandmother out of village after having blamed it all on her. (Figuratively speaking, of course,) Then that was when Harlin, Donnie, Erik, along with the three bitches had all decided that they would be the ones to teach my grandmother a lesson and hopefully end up driving her out of Mount Harrison forever in doing so. Katelyn told me that they had wanted her to help them in their plan, but she had refused saying that what they were planning on doing just wasn’t right.
This thinks about Melinda's trouble. She is separated from everyone else, segregated. She doesn't have anybody to converse with, to speak with, to communicate with and disclose to her profound and complex sentiments to. This prompts the developed of sentiments which will influence her a calm, to bashful, troubled individual. This will devastate her and convey her to pieces since she will continue everything in and will never be able to express her thoughts, sentiments, musings, and emotions.
You have to establish details about the character and there relationship with the environment and other characters. The opening scene with just Callie in her living room apartment was pretty long. At first it feels as if its for no reason. But the director uses this time to really establish who she is and where she is. We spend time getting to know Callie.
was when Paul went out the window and walked on the fire escape to see if he could make it to the next apartment to get help.
Today has been an amazing day. I know this is unbelievable but the whole day I hanged out with teenagers. TEENAGERS!!!! I know right. How am I still alive? They are not actually that bad. Don’t worry they are not strangers. I’m giving them some money for a fund they are running and I told them about my visits to the zoo so I invited them. They are fun. I will tell you this, they have complete different personalities. Oh… I forgot to tell you their names, John and Lorraine. John seems like a rebel and a trouble maker to me. He’s like a lady man. I could smell the cigarette and alcohol on him but I didn’t want to say anything about it. I just figured he doesn’t have a good relationship with his parents and they probably don’t care. Lorraine is
“You hated her. You went out of your way to make her life a misery.”
Maybe they were through goading one another - I surely hoped so. I picked up my glass to take a sip of wine. I had been using this time to pretend to casually, gaze around the room. Myles Laveau caught my eye and smiled a half smile as he raised his glass to his lips. His date, the Baroness Portella, must have seen that his eye was otherwise entertained because she turned to glance over her shoulder at me. I saw the scathing stare she gave me through her thin, lacy veil- much like Boudreaux’s stare, it cuts to the bone. I half expected her to fling her drink into Laveau’s face, she seemed quite angry- but then, he leaned forward and whispered something in her ear and she turned to look at me again; this time, she smiled. I wondered what Myles had said to her for her to smile at me that way. The desire to know what he said was causing me to be anxious, as was the desire to see beneath the veil, but I needed to take care of the situation of my husband and lover goading each other first - I would ask Myles what was said between he and the Baroness the next time I was with him.