I fucking hate her, but she still finds the need to stalk me and treat me as if I’m 5 years old. I pushed her off of me, making sure I was forceful. “Get the FUCK off of me and please, for the love of god, leave me alone.” Juliet’s pout descended further as she proceeded to shove her ungodly breasts in my face in an honest attempt at a hug.
Rasheed’s “powerful hand clasp her jaw. He shoved two fingers into her mouth and pries it open, then forces the cold, hard pebbles into it. Mariam [struggles] against him, but he kept pushing the pebbles in…”
Upon being bitten by a poisonous snake, Philoctetes was afflicted with severe pain and disease. “A slow death by hunger and torture and by this horrible, insatiable disease!” demonstrates the sickness and pain Philoctetes had to undergo. Because of his illness and the stench from his foot, Philoctetes was seen as someone distinctive and peculiar;he was seen as “the other” and was simply exiled from the community. According to Edith Hall, the concept of ‘otherness’ tends to be embodied in the monstrous or the supernatural. So Medea’s multifaceted otherness emerges from her nature and status as a sorceress.
She also starts to wash her hands all the time because of all the killings she and her husband have done. Lady MacBeth’s mental insanity gets so bad that it kills her. Although MacBeth and Lady MacBeth’s insanities aren't the same it still affected them in some ways. Without the insanity in the characters, the play wouldn't have been completed.
Strickland knocked his legs from under him and I put my foot on his neck”(Kipling 7). Fighting them at first, they drug him inside where Fleete was, begging him to take away the curse. After torturing the Silver Man he defeatedly took away the curse, “we unstrapped the leper and told him to take away the evil spirit. He crawled to the beast and laid his head upon the left breast. That was all.
Her half body was turned into dogs, who barked loudly, scaring everyone who gets near her. After this transformation, Scylla hated everyone, Monster she became, a Monster she acted upon, she started to devour and kill. All this because of the love triangle that she did not want take part in ever ( Lindemans , Micha F.
She was bloated and purple, her gas filled belly rising out of the cold ice-rimmed water like some fleshy island” (King, Stephen 319-220). The descriptions of the scene are used to scare the audience with disgustingly vivid imagery. These images show the lack of filter King has in his writing. This can be related back to the fact that he began writing as a child, a time when most people do not have a filter, and King must have continued to write without a
They should’ve known better...” This shows the fear the men have after being caught by Nurse Ratched. They are scared by her and fear her actions. Another example of this is on pages 4 and 5, is “She’s going to tear the black bastards limb from limb, she’s so furious. She’s swelling up, swells till her back’s splitting out the white uniform
He turned around and looked he was behind him and nothing. Gilgamesh was the other way behind him and stabbed him behind him and got his craws ready and scratched him but he missed. Next thing you knpow they srated the fight. The huge m9onster got stabbed 3 times and even cut his arm and still wont die.
I cry out in pain. My heart it ripped out of my chest, and the heat and fear is too much. I sit in the nearby chair and just cry. Sobs wreck through my body for all the women trapped here with me. For the women who had no other choice but to end their lives in pain.
He ripped the dagger clean out of his flesh and swung it wildly at the ugly, fat man. After some “friendly discussions” between Jag, the Captain and the floor board with an odd Jag shaped dent, Jag would come to “accept” the terms of living on the ship, the S.S. Crestfalls. Time would pass, month would turn into years and Jag slowly grew under the watchful eyes of Lightfang. Though these memories are just a mixed of hard work, getting the living shit kicked out of him and more hard work, there are some fond memories of Lightfang.
Massachusetts, 1692... what an awful time to be alive. Especially for a young, timid girl by the name of Clarabeth. Not exactly the most special of girls, just a hard worker for her family, an all around fair person. Unfortunately, Clarabeth woke from an unpleasant sleep with a start on a gloomy August twilight, to the sound of people shouting and an accused “witch” tied to a stake, crying with the force of a tidal wave, pleading to be let down.