The Awakening Narrative

Lastly he didn’t recognize himself, he felt like a whole different person. "From the depths of the mirror a corpse was..."(Night115). After what he's been through it made him change. This brings me to the author's

Asami groaned in the darkness, the grogginess of her nap hanging over her like a storm-cloud. She stretched, splaying out across her bed, not quite sure which way the bedhead was facing, or whether or not she was still on her bed or simply curled up in her sheets lying on the floor. The alarm on her phone screamed through the room.

In the middle of the night, Alex was in the middle of finishing his paper for a school assignment with already five empty cans of Red Bull. Alex couldn’t think straight knowing that it was due the next day. Exhausted, Alex decides to take a thirty minute nap. What harm would a thirty minute nap do to me?, thought Alex. He went to bed, set the alarm, and fell asleep. Ten minutes seem to pass when Alex wakes up, but something didn’t seem right. He couldn’t seem to move or speak. How odd, Alex thought. Moments passed before he realized that his eyes weren’t even open. Yet, he was aware of all of his surroundings. Is this a dream?, Alex thought to himself. Moments passed when Alex didn’t seem to know what to do but to just look at his room, until

Sleep is elusive, only gracing her with shuteye after hours of tossing and turning. When the rays of sunlight trickle into her tent, she rolls onto her stomach and closes her eyes with the hopes of dozing off. The rest of the camp is awake and bustling, dashing her plan to rest her eyes once more. With an angry huff, she rouses herself, gathers her clothes and sleeping bag and stuffs them into her

Breathless, Alex ran through the forest. It was twilight, normally his favorite time of day, but this golden hour took on a malicious tone. These woods were full of weeds, slippery moss covered stones , and twisted, thorny vines. Alex’s foot caught on a snarled root, and he tumbled onto the cold dirt. Alex sensed something was amiss, and he knew The Beast was growing ever nearer. As Alex lay sprawled on the forest floor, a single thought ran through his mind. “I’m done.” with the will to live draining from him. Alex lay still in the dirt and leaves resting for his last time. The soreness in his legs was so unbearable he wanted the release of death; craved for it even. “Thump”....... “Thump” The Beast's feet approached slowly and

Maria repressed her feel so kyle won’t notice her reaction, She was intimidated by how intelligent he became.

Matt stared through the window, thrilled at the thought of what he would do that day.He immediantly grabbed his phone and texted Tommy, "Did you see the snow outside yet!?", Then waited.He soon got a text back saying, "Yeah, hurry and get ready, I'll meet you at Ripping Hill",Matt put his phone back, got dressed in almost three layers, and ran into Anna's room to wake her up.He tuned the light on, jumped onto her bed and bounced until she was awaken.

Camila’s eyelids fluttered open as the light shown through the window above her head. The Miami sun was harsher than most and exceptionally hard to sleep through. She rolled over on her pillow so she was facing towards the small table placed next to her bed. Outstretching her arm to grasp her phone off the flat surface, she double clicked her home button to reveal a picture of herself and the green-eyed girl posing in front of a gorgeously decorated Christmas tree. “10:04am” The clock read at the top of the screen along with a multitude of texts at the bottom. She slid her index finger across the green text bubble with Laurens name on it and sleepily entered her passcode, still semi drowsy from the rude awakening.

Before finishing the novel, there have been some interesting events. Since we left off Jake Brigance was left with several problems such as the KKK, dealing with the Hailey case, and above all trying to keep his family safe. Reverend Isaiah Street ended up getting his lawyer rejected by Hailey because he figured he already crossed Jake once and was wrong. So the NAACP’s lawyer goes back to his life and forgets him. Another problem dealing with the with the reverend was that he supposedly was keeping the six-thousand dollars from the Hailey family because he possibly intended to keep it himself. So with Jakes help, the Hailey family confronted him and got the money. The KKK started to plan attacks as the trial was coming up. They attempted to

Morning. Lin awakens on the floor of her new apartment. A cloud of amnesia fogs her memory. Last night feels like a vague dream. Perhaps she drank too much...

When she woke up the next day she was surprised to see Darry, Soda, and Steve all awake. She usually was the one to wake everyone up. "Hey guys... what are you doing?" She asked, sitting up and getting off of the couch. She had fallen asleep, and guessed that everyone just went to bed, and tucked her in after the movie was over.

"What's happening?" she asked, but this time her words were heavy, and became intense. I stood up for a moment, meeting her eyes with mine. I let out a sigh as I glided down the wall and sat down. "Nothing," I whispered. "Go back to sleep while you can." I could see her tremble as she pulled the rotten cloth over her head and turn to her side, ignoring the stench and forcing herself to fall asleep.

He walks back to his room and gets undressed. Just as he is about to leave his room his computer beeps. He walks over to it and looks at the screen. His Italian E-pal had instant messaged him. Matt figures that there are a few minutes before the shower is all ready so he sits down and talks to his friend. At one point he thinks he hears the door open but figured that it was unlikely the only people with another key were his parents and since they were gone that left only him. Matt gets in a debate with his E-pal about who should be in a sequel of a movie. He notices the time he has spent 10 minutes talking. He says goodbye and that he will talk to him

It had been a long day of school, clubs and homework; everything was beginning to take its toll on her body in the form of dreaded fatigue. With a test on trigonometric functions the next day (or this coming morning, rather) Alice was not so keen on falling asleep so early - or late, since the concept of a scheduled bedtime was practically non-existent for students like her.

In the vast whiteness of somewhere there was a dimly glowing blob of purple light that appeared to be sleeping. Light *Znnzz* could be heard throughout the vast somewhereness originating from this little ball of sleeping light.