My teacher asked me my schedule, the papers I got in homeroom and she explained everything for me her voice comforted me. It was all my fault I didn’t bother to look at the papers and my schedule. I learned that it’s always worthy to follow directions. She told me to go to my second period. I got up and started walking to the door everyone’s eyes were on me with nervousness on one hand and fear on the other, I reached for the door knob.
She is so worried about a zit appearing on her face that she cannot think about anything else, and that thought consumes her brain every second of the day. The main use of satire in this essay is irony, as it is in the solution for every problem a pessimist can think of. You can say it
Phoebe from the TV show “Charmed” has many growths over the seasons and changes in relationships involved within her life. Phoebe’s grandmother raised Phoebe and her sisters as her own. Phoebe had a hard time figuring who she is. Once Phoebe’s grandmother died, she left the family’s house for a bit until she realized she had nothing to strive for in life. Came with her sisters where she kept the house and watched her sisters’ life grow.
I can hear sniggering from behind me, I look to investigate, and the rest of the class is gawking at her as if they’re watching a real life action movie. Alice finally notices the bug then casually flicks it off her head, it lands on the carpet next to me. I squirm towards Natalie who’s already freaking out. Our teacher notices the commotion then without hesitation a voice from the back shouts “There was a bug in Alice’s hair.” My posture collapses as I sink lower in my space, I feel ashamed of myself I should’ve said something. I watch how her ears turn red from behind which makes me feel even worst.
All of the kids in the halls seem to disappear with all good things. Room 209, Mrs. Gulon’s classroom, is drawing nearer. My palms begin to sweat profusely. I start to breathe heavily and everything gets blurry. I round the doorway of the god forsaken classroom, seeing Jocelyn pancaked against the crackly, beige wall.
Is that poisonous?” They will not stop talking and all these questions and words fill the guard’s head and they begin to have remembering if they tested pH or alkalinity, or was it combined chlorine? Then the guards goes to count patrons and once again the clingy kid remains by their side with no intention of leaving, ever. Many people think how could a lifeguard possibly have the time to notice all these people? They need to watch the pool. They need to keep people safe.
Martin Luther King once said, “The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.” I believe that this quote describes that a person shows his or her true colors when they are challenged. One time Dr. King inspired me to face my fear and keep moving forward. I have always had a big fear of public speaking and the thought of it had always sent me into an agitated state of stuttering and sweaty palms. I was always nervous when I had to present in front of my class for little projects and book reports, it has gotten better over the years, but I would never volunteer to go first or volunteer at all, I would just wait for the teacher to call on me. Everything was
In the span of 10 minutes I allowed myself to 1) get locked in a bathroom, and 2) get locked in a girl’s bathroom! Of all the stupid situations I’ve gotten into, this is most likely an all time low. I loudly banged on the doors in high hopes that someone would hear me, before I quickly stopped when realizing the consequences of a person like me being found in a place like this! I sat down and leaned against the wall, awaiting
My wall is too hard to break. Day by day the wall in my head gradually gets thicker and taller by the minute. The maze in my head keeps adding more rows to turn from, running away from something that I can’t handle anymore all the negative, all the hatred that I get, it’s just too much to carry on anymore I just have to get away from it. But there’s something that keeps drawing me back to them, maybe it’s my kindness that wants me to stay? Hollow, hollow is the feeling I got waking up in the morning, trudging my way into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror I take a look a look in my eyes to see bloodshot eyes from crying, no excitement shines through them anymore, no more love just eyes that stare right back at me.
In the Bildungsroman, The Secret Life of Bees, by Sue Monk Kidd, Lily, the young motherless protagonist, exists in a life which lacks love and care, but with an act of rebellion, alters the entire course of her life. After enduring cruel punishments from a sadist father, Lily accepts this as the way of life she must live. However, after a crucial moment, Lily begins to consider the idea of freedom from her oppressive life; she realizes this when she and Rosaleen, her substitute mother, come under arrest for disrupting the public and Terrence, her father, would only take Lily out of jail. This is a pivotal moment as Lily a heated conversation with her father and exclaims, “You don’t scare me”(Kidd 38). Her brash action to rebel against her father