This wretched labyrinth was starting to get to me. Its ever-changing walls, numerous dead ends and unspeakable horrors were starting to irritate me. But just a bit. Every now and then, the walls would rumble and quake at the might of an otherworldly roar; prompting me to tremble like a little girl in my pathetic excuse I call shoes. The Elders had sent me- no, thrown me into this hellhole, jabbering on and on about how this is teach me a lesson, that I never listen to instructions and this was the last
“I have eleven children, and I am twenty-six times a grandma, and I have seen them all through their silly seasons, and when it come on them they will run the Devil bowlegged keeping up with their mischief. I think she’ll wake when she tires off.” This quote was said by Rebecca Nurse who is a religious woman in her seventies. She is helpful to society and fights for what is right. Everyone in Salem appreciates her for her bold attitude and strong-willed personality. I am most similar to Rebecca Nurse because she is loyal to her friends, understanding of others, and a courageous woman.
“Success is no accident. It is hard work, perseverance, learning, studying, sacrifice and most of all, love of what you are doing or learning to do” (Pele qtd. In Soccerlens). Countless people have done amazing things through perseverance. Sonny was an average boy in a mining town, but he started building rockets and learned a valuable life lesson. Through perseverance, you can accomplish your dreams. This theme is shown in the memoir October Sky, and is seen in topics such as, Sonny’s pursuit of education, his rockets, and his relationship with his father.
While I sat alone in my room, my parents were cooking our family dinner. Each year my mom and dad prepared a huge feast for the night. It wasn't Thanksgiving, it was not holiday, it was purge night. A purge is where there is 12 hours with no laws and with no limitations to what you choose to do. I took my medication with a glass of chilled milk, and went into the kitchen. As I walked into the dinning room I noticed my mother and father crouched on the floor telling me to lock my door and hide in my closet. After the night of my parents death during the purge, I have never been the same. And where I am today, you might ask? I am currently sitting in the Rabidus Insane Asylum in Maplewood,
“Brrrring!” rang the alarm. I woke up, turned the alarm off, and buried myself under the covers. They were as soft as a kitten’s fur, and as warm as the air from a heater. After a long hug from my blanket, I finally got hot and went to use the bathroom. “Niyah, when you come in here for a second, please,” my mom said.
On one never-to-be-forgotten night in October of 2014, my family had a plan to go to one of the scariest, terrifying, and craziest haunted places in America, Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I was nervous to go, but my parents convinced me to go. Before we left, my parents made me take the dog out, clean my room, and take the trash out, I was already in a bad mood before we even took off to go.
I headed to Ruthie’s house, I got out knocked on the door. Ruthie’s mom (Sarah) answered she said “come in Ruthie is at the table eating”. I head to the kitchen and sit down next to Ruthie. “Ruthie we need to talk NOW!” I say We walk to her room and when we get there she said “ what’s wrong?” “Ruthie remember Georgia my mother, well she wants to be apart of my life but I’m not sure I want her to be apart of it after all I’m turning 18 in
The words of my book looked as if they were sliding slowly of the pages, the teacher called out “Just a couple more minutes.” How long could that be? I just couldn’t handle it. Finally, that high pitched elementary school bell rang after a whole painful two minutes. I stood up and walked as fast as my little legs would let me, right out of that dumb school. I started to ride my scooter home getting faster and faster up to the point where the grey side walk was a blur below me. I got home and Getting inside my mom told me that we were having a visitor for dinner tonight, and that I had to be on my best behavior. With blank eyes I starred at her not really knowing what she said. Trying to comprehend what she did say I forgot about it.
I often sit and think about the first time I met her, it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, a simple . A flashing red light and an annoying beep let me know upon trying to start my car that today was they day that it finally decided to give out. I could either walk the mile and a half back to my house or phone my mother who more than likely wouldn’t answer. I decided to take a seat on the poorly maintained sidewalk just beyond the front steps of Rutherford High School, the city’s pride and joy even though we haven’t won an athletic event in several years. I pulled out my phone and started to dial my mothers number when I heard footsteps approaching from behind.
It was almost evening, and the sun was starting to fall. Looking out my window, I could see the sky turning a light pink where the sun was descending towards the horizon. I was waiting for a servant to deliver the news of the king’s request for my presence. I had been waiting all day from when my father, noble Frederick had told the king would speak to me. He had told me he was concerned. Whatever this meant, it was bad news for me. The king rarely had audiences. They were only for the most important purposes, like dealing with threats that challenged his power, control, or kingdom. The result was usually a painful death for the guest. I shivered. However, there was the small chance that he wanted me to perform a task for him, with
It all started with Abby Rose, the most popular girl at school. abby Rose is like that one girl at all schools who think she 's better than everyone else! Of course she had her little group of friends who never left her side but she was the one who everyone wanted to be like. I even looked up to her until one day when she approached me, I should 've known she was trouble .
After being on a plan for a little over an hour we landed on Cuban soil. I got up from my seat, walked out of the plane and passed security inspection.
Joyce Carol Oates’ “Where is Here” transformation scares readers because friendly goes from being interesting to alienated. This is effective In the night of Halloween , my friends and I decided to go to a scary maze at an amusement park. When we got our tickets and walked inside , people with chainsaws started to chase us around. We screamed at the top of our lungs and ran back indoors. Once we got into the maze, there was a crazy nurse waiting for us and inviting us to go into the maze. Eventually , we tried to turn back around but they wouldn’t let us. The night quickly transformed from one of fun to an exciting frightening event. Transformation obviously create fear. This can be seen in the following three stories as well. Oates's “ Where Is Here, “ Arthur Tress’ “Dream Collector” and Julio Cortazar’s “House Taken Over” uses transformation of an ordinary person and an ordinary setting to show us how easily circumstances can change.
Hi, I’m Becca and I’m here to tell you the story about how I became a survivor. It all began about two years ago in August when my friends Jamie, Paul, Brad and I heard a legend about some sort of creature lurking in the woods nearby. When my friends and I heard about this we got very curious, could there really be a creature lurking in the woods? Is it dangerous? There’s only one way to find out, to spend the night in the woods.