My grandmother had enough and started yelling at me, which made me cry. Right at the perfect time my uncle walked in and saved the day. He jumped right in front of me and saved me from a very angry grandmother. He took me out in the hall and asked me if I wanted to play a game. I of course said yes and followed him down to the basement.
I got up and quickly grabbed Garrett by the arm as we hurried to the nearest door that led to the assembly room where our sleeping bags were. With a loud, “bang!” we opened the door so fast that it almost fell off its hinges and ran all the way down the steps that led towards the room. All of the kids and counselors were huddled in a circle deciding how they were going to go find us. They all turned around and dropped sighs of relief when they saw us. The female counselors came over to hug us, while the male counselors quickly grabbed bandages for my scraped knee.
Rose and her mom came back from the lake and when they told Rose to go change pants because they were wet, she went off. She started banging her head on the ground and her mom tried to stop her she pushed her off. Violet threw herself under her Roses head so she would hit her head on her stomach instead of on the floor. Rose stopped as soon as Violet did that and apologized. “She knelt down and began banging her head on the kitchen floor with rhythmic intensity, throwing all her weight behind each attack.” (pg 94) This was the point in the story you realize how horrible Roses disease is.
Magical Realism: “John interrupted these memories by bursting into the room, alarmed by the stream that was running down the stairs. When he realized it was just Tita's tears, John blessed Chencha and her ox-tail soup for having accomplished what none of his medicines had been able to do- making Tita weep” (Esquivel 207). Significance: In this scene, Tita is drinking the ox-tail soup that Chencha made her and cries. The author uses magical elements to make something as simple as crying into a unreal and unbelievable event. The power of Tita’s tears has been demonstrated multiple times throughout her life.
Timmy gazed with affection and said, in a soft tone, “Its okay little buddy, I’m here and you are safe.” Butters looked up and still shaken said, “Timmy, I have an idea that may help us find a new place to live.” Timmy stuttered, “The sa-sa secret?” They looked at each other with worried glares over their faces. Timmy’s trust with the adults has diminished since the loss of his sister. After a fight broke out 7 months ago, zombies were attracted to the noise and broke through the fences. Timmy lost his sister that day along with 24 others. Just then, Mr.
As the ground started shaking the door popped and glided to the ground. “Hello I'm home hehehehe” says the gingerbreadvillan. All of the humans scream and try to run away from him but the gingerbreadvillain catches them and puts them in his arms and holds us he runs out into an old path that says “keep out” “Steve says where are we going?” and the gingerbreadvillan says “you will find out hehehehe” As the gingerbreadvillan runs Steve spots an old rusty sign that says “welcome to 4egnigdaerbnam” Click clank plack the Locks scream as the gingerbreadvillan
I couldn’t do anything but start crying. As I was crying, I figured out that my cat was just chasing me. That day had quickly transformed from a fun day full of coloring to a scary chase. Transformation obviously create fear. This can be seen in the following three stories as well.
My younger brother and I rushed into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed near where my mom was ironing. Instantly the iron dropped on my left arm, leaving an immense scar that resembles an hourglass. I screamed at the top of my lungs so loud that the neighbors next door could hear me. My mom immediately grasped the iron and took it off my arm. She put ointment and ice packs on where the iron fell while soothing me.
I was crying because my adrenaline was rushing, I have never been so scared in my life. As we got in the truck my body was stinging like crazy, I was stung everywhere. My feet hurt the worst. When I took my boot off bees started flying out of them, that when Christopher slammed on the brakes and we all jumped out of the truck. I threw my boots at the bees and eventually they all died down.
For instance, when Jem, Scout and Dill were trying to see if they could get Boo out of his house but instead were almost shot at by his brother, Nathan, Jem's pants got torn and left behind he comes back to find them " sewed up" like something "he'd try to do." Just waiting for him to come and pick them up. Another time Boo was generous was when Miss Maudie's house caught on fire and Scout was waiting out the cold and didn’t even realize that she had the blanket until her dad pointed it out. Atticus says, "'We'd better keep this and the blanket to ourselves. Someday, maybe, Scout can thank him for covering her up.'