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American Horror Story and the Amazing World of Gumball Compared Ryan Murphy’s anthology American Horror Story shows a side of evil and darkness that none of us could ever imagine. Ben Bocquelet’s animated TV show The Amazing World of Gumball represents that unordinary, innocent part of ourselves that we often forget about. In this paper, I will be comparing the similarities and the differences of the two, drastically different shows. American Horror Story (AHS) has a malevolent, dystopian view

Returning from my daily hunt, I walk to my village and pass my fellow people. Everyone is smiling and laughing intently listening to the elders tell stories to the young ones. The men are skinning animals to use for clothes and new homes meanwhile, the women are harvesting food. Everything around me seems so serene, unfortunately, this did not last. A group of pale men coming out of several ships approach us my first initial thought was that they looked like Gods but smelled like pigs. The smell

Today, the African American community has a very definitive, restrictive singular story, and though this story might be correct about some members of the community, it is not for others. Adichie reminds us that the African American stereotype and singular story, although possibly true, is very incomplete and makes one story become the only story about a group of people. Personally, I have been lucky enough to have experienced many different social and economic situations, and in every place I have

For the story of American slavery to be complete, it has to include the ills of the system, the changes created in the aftermath of emancipation and the precipitous slide down into the sins of segregation. Many books about slavery and the brutality of the life that so many people had to endure have been written over the years. In this book, David Blight tells the story about two men, John M. Washington (1838-1918) and Wallace Turnage (1846-1916) and their escape from slavery during the Civil War

Everyone has their own interpretation of the “American Dream”but no one can truly defend it unless they have experienced, Base on the three short stories “America and I” by Anzia Yezierska, “Among the poor girls” by Wirt Sike, and “Eyewitness at the triangle” by William Shepard. But what is an “American Dream” it could mean anything, the general definition is an imagery or a dream for U.S citizen should have an equal right or opportunities to achieve great success and prosperity. It just doesn't

nation, dreams can be found. Thanks to you, many can safely express their viewpoints on such ideas without fear of being told they're speaking out of place. The story of your American Dream lives on in today's youth as an inspiring tale of overcoming the injustices of the world we live in. My dream resembles yours in this way. My American Dream is the unification between the people of America based not on their originating land, gender, sexuality, or ideas, but one the future they all share. Together

forces that drive the story forward in most literary works, are the protagonists themselves. While the changes that occur within the protagonist is often triggered by an external event or conflict, the main driving force of the story is the change within the character, rather than their external circumstances. This is referred to as the “character arc”. At the beginning of the story, the protagonist often struggles to prevail over an opposing force in their life. And as the story progresses, the character

FX's hit suspense series 'American Horror Story' is continuing to become successful, despite some lapse in ratings for the past couple of weeks. The show managed to rise above it and regain those lost viewers. As for the critics, well the industry is basically saying, "it's not that bad." The show is amazing for the audience except for one thing, and apparently it is Lady Gaga's acting skills. She is having anxiety issues regarding this and her doctor told her not to get off meds. The ratings of

She is excited but a little nervous. Today was the first day of school. She wonders what it will be like. She is going to an all new school. It is an African American school obviously. It’s the year of 1955, another school year ready to be begun. She is black, so she isn't allowed to go to all white schools. She is obviously an African American. You can easily tell by the chestnut skin, the hazel eyes, and her black braided hair. She is wearing a pink, short-sleeved shirt, (with flowers she sewed on

looking forward to this, I thought, with a cheeky grin spreading over my face, bouncing up and down behind him. The man showed me a towering flag that was twice my size. As I carefully observed the cloth and colors, I realized that it wasn’t the American Flag. I pouted up at the flag, trying to use my eyes to change its form, the same way I had seen a superhero do in a cartoon I had watched. It didn’t work. I tried again, maybe if