Now all he had to do was wait for night and for his father to fall asleep. Boo was nervous even though he hadn’t worked with fireworks before he knew how to light them he was just scared he may endanger himself in some way not giving a single thought to the fact that he may be endangering others around him. He pushed the thought from his head however because it was nearly ten o’clock, and that was the time his father typically went to bed. He crept down the hall towards his fathers bedroom to hear for the snores that would indicate his fathers deep slumber. Reaching the door he heard the saw like buzz of his fathers snore and continued down the stairs and out the door.
The forced manhood results in an immediate loss of innocence. Considering innocence is usually associated with youth, his struggle with aging renders him feeling hopeless at times as if he has no one to turn to apart from Ultima, the curandera. For example, after Antonio witnesses the death of Lupito and runs home, Anaya states, “I felt dizzy, and very weary and six,. I ran the last of the way and slipped quietly into the house. I groped for the stair railing in the dark and felt a warm hand take mine.
Night Archetypes In the novel Night, by Elie Wiesel, he encounters countless losses during the Holocaust leading to unhealable wounds. Wiesel states, “[His] eyes had opened and [he] was alone, terribly alone in a world without God, without man” (Wiesel 68), as many tragic events occurred. Wiesel lost his faith in God, leaving him feeling lonely without His presence. This created a wound as he no longer has religious beliefs. Wiesel states, “Since [his] father’s death, nothing mattered to [him] anymore” (Wiesel 113).
“If a physician of high standing, and one’s own husband, assures friends and relatives that there really is nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression-a slight hysterical tendency- what is one to do?” (Gilman 317) Confined in the upstairs bedroom, left to just her thoughts and shreds of grotesque yet enchanting wallpaper, Jane begins to slip into a downward spiral of insanity and depression. Gilman in turn uses this setting of the dilapidated nursery in order to express the extent of solitude Jane experiences when left alone that leads to her mental instability. Not only is Jane separated from the main floor of the house, the home is located in the country, miles from any town or society. Gilman does this in order to express the lack of social interaction Jane experiences in general, and on a regular basis. With walls covered in shredded wallpaper, the nursery Gilman describes is far from being appealing.
While entering the old man heard him and called to him. Yet the narrator did not respond, he only stood there, “for a whole hour I did not move a muscle, and in the meantime I did not hear him lie down.” (Poe “Tell-Tale Heart” 3) It is near impossible for a person to stand still for a whole hour and not move a muscle, unless the person is possessed by a demon. This is further shown when the narrator talks about the groaning the old man makes, “Many a night, just at midnight, when all the world slept, it has welled up from my own bosom, deepening, with its dreadful echo, the terrors that distracted me” (Poe “Tell-Tale Heart” 5). The narrator not only is being possessed, but is actually self aware of the possession, moaning to drown out the noises of his demon. The powers of the narrator are further shown when he
It was impossible to tell where the shreds of his saturated coveralls ended and the ragged flesh began.”（Heller, 1961:436) He was scared, nervous and desperate. The event that has so traumatized Yossarian does not recede into the past as Yossarian moves through time; rather, he continually returns to it, unable to escape. In this novel, he has subjected himself and his friends to various illness, refused to enjoy fruit because it might make him healthy, and endured rather unpleasant hospital stays-all for the sake of not having to fly
He goes straight to a ‘dark room’ filled with a ‘septic smell’ where he refuges every time he feels that ‘ancestral fever’. The darkness can be a resemblance of the unconscious itself with all those antique miscellaneous items (old memories) inside it. Then the reader gets to know two women he keeps in his house: Fakhr-o-Nesa, a slim, pale, cold-hearted woman that is Ehtejab’s cousin and wife at the same time and Fakhri, a fleshy spirited young maidservant with wild black eyes. When the prince comes back by midnight, they drift in so that they show their attendance and affection toward him. In response, he knocks the floor with his feet and scares them away.
The servant loved the old man but could not take his eye, so one day he decided that he would kill the old man. For seven days just at midnight the servant would take an hour to creep in and shin a thin ray of light on the old man’s eye. Then on the 8th night the old man woke up and was frightened by the light, but the servant stood completely still and when he thought that old man went back to sleep the servant suffocated him with the sheet. Once dead the servant chopped up the old man and placed him under the floor boards. The next morning a neighbor had complained about a scream and the police showed up.
He glanced once more at the moon before reluctantly hauling himself inside. He laid down on his bed and attempted to fall asleep; however, after a few hours, he was still wide awake. Hearing scratching on the window, he jumped up. He looked at his window, sighing in relief when he saw nothing, but when he glanced to his left, he almost screamed. Standing side by side were ghostly apparitions of wounded animals, and red ectoplasm slowly dripped down deep wounds that were carved into the arrangement of
Eliezer is affected so badly that at times, he doesn’t care for his father. Something similar happens when his father is sick and dies. His father’s last words to him were calling for Eliezer, and he didn’t move. He ignored him on purpose. “Free at last!” (Wiesel 112).
You cannot leave! Please… “Time of death 20:09 25 August 2014” *** His ended life seemed to pound into his purpose and it leaked an indomitable paralysis into his character. He felt the weight of a void within him, like a vacuum, pulling at his longings until his whole being collapsed, that which he once saw in the mirror became a distant secret inside of him and instead was displayed the unspeakable realities of his desires. He was no saviour, but simply the tool, a novice in the art of containing the soul. Everything once filling his life had been buried and instead he was left with a blemishing reminder of what he once was.
Jack Braxton sat in shock, while screaming in misery. Almost passing out, he cringed at the sight of his distorted arms and the light slowly dimmed. “Stay with us Jack!” his friend Blake exclaimed with distress, “The ambulance is almost here!” Gradually, he vanished into unconsciousness. “Honey, he’s waking up!” Jack’s mother had a jittery whisper. Jack was completely silent once he realized where he was.
The isolated Victor is different in several ways including his manner, and the way he goes about his education, which is more focused and ultimately more obsessive. He has no one to comfort him and this leads to the madness of creating the monster. Victor has had supportive people around him since birth; however now that he is at the university he has nobody to help keep him level headed. "Every night I was oppressed by a slow fever, and I became nervous to a most painful degree; the fall of a leaf startled me, and I shunned my fellow creatures as if I had been guilty of a crime" (35). The isolation being portrayed by Victor is now shifting from not only
“Where did everything go wrong?” King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot whispered to himself in the dead of night as he lay in his bed. Alone. Fitting, since he felt more lonesome than ever these days. As expected, the only answer to his rhetorical inquiry was a deafening, painful silence. Staring up at the high ceiling of his bedchamber, his hands resting behind his head, the king thought back to earlier in the day when he’d picnicked with the attractive and vivacious Princess Mithian.