Waking up with his eyes opened slowly. Mototsu Shiki is down on the ground amidst the battle between a girl and a beast. His body cannot move; his chest was stabbed by a glowing sharp rock. His jacket was torn with a beast-like scratch mark and his arms were pierced to the ground. His face was pale as snow with blood coming out of his wounds. The girl 's condition was in a pinch, she is about to get stabbed by the claws of that beast as she struggled to block it with her wooden staff and her magic. He felt like he wanted to help the girl by some means, although he already looked like a corpse. He closes his eyes once again. "I... am... already dead... ... There 's no use helping..." He can 't help the girl. His condition is worse than …show more content…
By the time he looked up to the mirror, he saw the monster in his dreams stabbing him. Quickly, he looked behind and there was no one. It just haunts him. Probably this is because of the 'realistic ' nightmare. Today is Mototsu Shiki 's birthday, 19th of October. His 17th birthday. Shiki kept thinking on how to celebrate his birthday. He can celebrate with his friends, but his attitude of minding one 's business is in the way, which is okay for him either. For that reason, he got no friends, only accomplices and acquaintances is what he sees and what they see, too. By the way, his minding one 's own business attitude was because he kept his attention to his novel. Also, his spatial abilities made him clever in classes because he can multitask his hobbies like listening to his teacher 's discussion carefully while reading his novel under his table. His part-time job is a janitor. Apparently, he can just choose a much decent part-time job like a shopkeeper, or a waiter in a restaurant. All the more reason, he just went with the flow. He still needs to keep in track of his hobbies [reading novels/mangas, watching anime, and playing games]. "Mou~! That 's it! I 'll celebrate this day
“I thought you were dead. I killed you! I stabbed you twice”! , said Natasha. After a moment of silence, Edmund slowly entered the room and smothered Natasha.
He had to find a way to survive on his own. He got a taste of the real world. Nothing comes for free! You have to work if you want something ad that is exactly what he did. “...When I was a 7 year old runaway who ended up in Glendale, California, to work for Valley Tire Factory.”, is another thing that was said in the chapter ‘Black Hair”.
She shuddered… Amari stayed in the shadows,watching it all,uneasy,but not sure why.” Although her instincts were correct, she did not take action to save the people of her village from the danger she felt. Amari
She opens her eyes, and he realizes that Ligeia - not Rowena - is standing before him. In the story “ The Masque of the Red Death”. At
Her voice hard, and rough. “Where am I, who are you?” I whispered, my voice suddenly whittle. Her face tense, practically a statue. “My name is Mara.
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He is at a dead end job working on roofs, he sees himself going nowhere because he is a high school dropout and is looking towards drugs and alcohol for an escape. But everything seems to change when he gets the news that he is going to be a father soon. Becoming a father gave him the mindset that he was going to have to be more responsible now. As his son got older he decided to change his life for him and his son so he began to read books to him. He practiced over and over and three years later he decided that he wanted to go back to get his GED.
Hushh now... You 're gonna awaken the whole castle!" he begged in a hushed tone. The Lady was unstoppable, though, and her cries increased
He feels as he needs to get on her good side because she really wants him to help
He describes the knowledge he gained from this as a different form of intellectualism. Going in depth of his youthful environment, he talks of the neighborhood he grew up in and the community around him. There were the clean cut boys, and the working class boys. He refers to the working class as,” the hoods.” Be commonly surrounded the hoods, he was desperate for their approval, and so he negated the book smart lifestyle to blend better with a crowd that looked down on intelligence.
On the day that he is assigned his job he wanted to be a scholar so he could go and study science and the earth. However, they make him a Street Sweeper. "This is a great sin, to be born with a head which is too quick. It is not good to be different from our brothers, but it is evil to be superior to them." (21).
He turned, expecting Sarah, But Sarah could not be seen. It was the scar upon his own face That caused such words so mean.” In the middle of the story when the main character
He is a professor who specialized in literacy and learning. He also did a “study of the thought processes involved in work like that of his mother and uncle. I cataloged the cognitive demands of a range of blue-collar and service jobs, from waitressing and hair styling to plumbing and welding. To gain a sense of how knowledge and skill develop, I observed experts as well as novices. From the details of this close examination, I tried to fashion what I called “cognitive Biographies” of blue-collar workers.
Some of these strategies consisted in making friends with little white boys off the steer, or taking a book on an errand to advance his reading skills. With this new found knowledge his mindset changes, and he starts to see the world differently. Frederick, with his newfound education, now has hope in his life. It took time learn but it won't be a waste in his
It was taller than her so she looked up to see his face. He has a wide-open mouth, a crooked, big, yellow set of teeth, a freshly open wound on his nose that shows off his red flesh, intense looking eyes with a small black dot on its center, a pale looking face splattered with blood from the rotten flesh of his wounds and a messy black hair. She is now fully aware that she is standing face-to-face with a zombie –a living dead she usually sees on TV – and the only thing that separates them is the glass window. A small thud broke her daze when the zombie began to pound the window.