Parents stood tall in a half circle with their kids before them. Like black and white clothes everyone at the funeral was wearing a grim and grieving face. When it was the five-foot-eight 9th grader’s turn to speak, Derik spoke nervously,”What happened that night was not intended and just about the worst timing we could've had. Larry didn’t deserve the fate he was given. He deserved to live a long and happy life.” The audience of friends and family nodded their heads. The small crowd grouped in line to pay their respects to the young boy before his beautiful wood and gold trim coffin was lowered into the cold winter soil. One by one the group packed up and left. The only person that had been with Larry, when his life was taken away, knelt
Kisha and Andy were a lovely high school couple. They had known each other since they were in kindergarten. One day during summer vacation Kisha and Andy broke up for some reason. Kisha did not want to talk about him but still loved him. The week following of the breakup of KIsha and Andy, Monty (Andy’s brother) came home from school and saw something horrible. Monty saw Andy’s body dead on the ground. Everyone who Andy loved,and everyone that Andy knew was devastated over what happened.
The boy didn’t tell the police. For several days he didn’t tell anyone at all. He looked at the newspapers twice a day for news of killing, but he didn’t find anything. More than the farmer's gun, he had been frightened by the strength of the farmer's resolve. It had been like a chunk of stone and compared to it the boy had felt as soft as a piece of white bread. The boy never knew what happened. Perhaps nothing had happened.
Max’ has wood and he craving with his new knife the dates of Kevin death. 12-25-1993 tears in his eyes as he wipes them with his selves as he has chills he thinks Kevin is right by his side was Max’s was on his front porch the wood craving was tribute for Kevin as he puts in box to remember his best friend. Writing a book for the next chapter is exciting wishing Kevin was here Max wishes to talk to Kevin again as Max’s talks to his grandma about Kevin death his grandma told Max someone passing away is loss remember the good times start laughing Max asked his grandma if this will take away sadness or his passing can I be happy again? Max grandma told him yes remember the fun times you had with Kevin. Max asked why everyone I love dies? “Max’s grandma told him I can’t answer that question.” Max said to his grandma I don’t understand why everyone has to
It was two days before Christmas, when Josephine opened the door to her 12 year old son’s room. Chay was the oldest of her four children, and the one she related to most. As Josephine sat down on the edge of the bed, Chay opened his eyes slowly. The dim light that seeped through the partially opened door revealed tears in his mother’s eyes.
mother’s death I can remember everyone who was in the stands that day...” This reference to the narrator’s vivid memory and the detailed depiction of the event shows the gravity of the situation and allows the reader to fully grasp the impact that the accident had on both the protagonist and the narrator. This act of bizarre violence is used masterfully in the author’s recount of his life. It shows how hard it is for a young boy to lose the only parent he ever knew and it also shows how hard it is for a child to be implicated in an event where someone close to the child has been unintentionally killed.
After taking a canoe ride on an icy lake, 21-year-old McQuillen had vanished in southern Wisconsin. He slipped through their fingers like water, and it happened so suddenly. There is no mistaking, however, that McQuillen was dearly loved. The grief had been only multiplied when they learned that not just McQuillen but all four of the young men involved had been killed in the accident.
The story I am analyzing is ”Seventh grade” is a story made by Gary Soto. This short story is fiction because although Gary Soto relates to Victor, the main character, the events are unreliable. Gary Soto wrote this short story for the sole purpose of entertaining the audience made of middle schoolers. The theme of this short story is what really grabs the attention of readers because the readers are able to relate. With that being said, or in this case typed, the theme is that it is nerve wracking talking to your crush. The point of view of this story is third person limited which means that the narrator is not part of the story but instead is told through the eyes of one of the characters. Although if the story was third person omniscient
Throughout the story “Samuel,” Grace Paley uses language to generate a healthy dialogue about the fragility of life by comparing the thoughts and reactions of all the characters in the story leading up to and following Samuel’s tragic death. The text leads the reader through four young boys’ adventures on a train. The story chronicles the thoughts of the passengers on the train in New York City, and their actions leading up to and following the unfortunate death of the main character, Samuel.
“Earlier today, we learned that an attempt was made on your cousin’s life,” her father said to her. “Your mother has so much grief for your cousin, because of the actions that he has made since the past two years – deeds worthy of being told to all
Taking another deep breath to help calm his nerves, John folded the letter and sealed it with some sticky tape. With his hands trembling he handed over his most private thoughts to Josie. After they had exchanged letters they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Once John got outside he looked up to the hazy sky and let out a shaky laugh full of relief. Maybe just maybe Josie would be the one to save him before it was too late. He hoped that she would open the letter before graduation and help him put back together the shattered pieces of his life. Because deep down that broken boy wanted to live more than anything in the
It was a cloudy day, a mild 78 degrees and Lezley McSpadden was taking a drag of her cigarette outside of the local grocery store where she was employed. She was midway through her shift when a friend of hers called and said that someone had been shot by Canfield Green Apartments. Maybe it’s only a mother’s instinct to recoil in fear, but in that moment Lezley could think only of her son Michael. Michael had recently graduated three months before and she wasn’t sure of his
Upon his last encounter with a Black, William Black, Oskar admits to the guilt he felt when he heard his father’s dying moments, “He needed me and I couldn’t pick up. I just couldn’t pick up. I just couldn’t. Are you there? He asked eleven times. I know because I’ve counted,” (Foer, 301). This perpetual state of guilt that devours Oskar, caused by the memory of the phone call, epitomizes the despair and lost that Oskar held upon his shoulders. Admitting this guilt to Mr. Black not only gives insight regarding 9/11 on Oskar’s mental state, but to the severity of the impact presented upon a young child. This verbal admittance permits Oskar to close the wound within himself and reconnect with the idea that his father is dead, yet life will be better. As the novel ends with, “We would have been safe,” (Foer, 326), Oskar moves past the influence of guilt and sadness regarding 9/11 and reconciles with his mother, grandmother, and
Girls perch on the tables like exotic birds gossiping and giggling, a football fly’s above their heads between two jocks in varsity jackets parading their toned muscles. Groups of high schoolers sit around the room laughing. Weekend has arrived and the hallways of the school were filled with tons of kids ready to go home. Every ear filled with the sound of multiple conversations going off at once, lockers opening and closing, music blasting without. I had managed to push past the constant stream of children and to the school field. The grass was damp and covered in a thin layer of frost. As I walked my footprints were embedded, leaving a piece of me in the cold ground. I saw my friends faraway chattering and fooling around. I was stuck in the wrong crowd; they are nothing like me but somehow I am still friends with them. I slowly made my way up to my “so called friends”.
The children are working very long days. The boy seems to be dreading every minute that passes. Making children work is cruel and unreasonable punishment. Children are innocent, and should not have to deal with the difficult demands of manual labor. Playing on a playground is how children should be acting. Marys letter reads, "Last Thursday one girl fell down and broke her neck which caused instant death." Mary is very young, and so is this girl that she is talking about. Furthermore, Mary should not be in a place where death is as easy as slipping. Children should not ever be one slip away from death. Mary should not be able to talk about death in such a light matter. Sadly, she can because it is happening all around her. Child labor is taking away the children's
The sister prepares the evening meal, making her contribution to the family; and calls on the boy to come and eat. The saw in the boy?s hands was still running and when he took his attention away from his work, and that split second of carelessness cost him an extremity. His instincts raised his arm upward to keep all the blood from spilling out immediately. When he realized what was happening, the boy finally realized he was to young to be doing a man?s work. The boy ?saw all spoiled,? and now knew his whole childhood had vanished and it was impossible to get it back. The boy frantically called out to his sister to make the doctor keep his hand on. The boy?s body must have instantly gone into shock and not felt the absence of the hand. When the doctor arrived he gave him some ether to make him go to sleep. The little boy began to lose his pulse and soon he was a stranger to the world. The people surrounding the boy never expected the loss of his hand to tragically end the little boy?s life. Frost?s almost appalling casual description of death shocks the reader enough to make them think. ?Since they were not the one dead, turned to their affairs,? describes the environment of the survivors. They are forced to move on with their life and keep working because they cannot afford to stop and mourn.