This bedstead is fairly gnawed! But I must get to work” (655). "Then I peeled off all the paper I could reach standing on the floor” (655). This description suggests her experience in the room, how she likes playing with the wallpaper as an adult, describes the nature of a child because everyone treats her like a child. At the end of the story, there is a transformation in the narrator how she believes that she is in nursery and then playroom where she is growing up and then become an adult.
As she stared she tried to calm herself down. “Everything is going to be alright,” she said to herself, “if there really was something in here it would have gotten me by now.” As Sophie reminded herself of this, she began to fall asleep. It wasn’t until around three in the morning that Sophie was startled awake by a noise. Fearing for the worst Sophie began to look around and noticed that something was amiss in her room. Her closet door, which was shut when her father came in to wish her goodnight, was opened a crack.
I dashed to the bathroom as fast as I could. I squeeze into the small bathroom, that seemed fitting for a family of mice. I sit on the toilet lid and turn towards the small moldy shower so that my mom can curl my hair. It seems as if I’m sitting in the bathroom for years, it took my mom forever to curl my long chocolate-brown hair. Finally, she curls the last piece of my long, healthy, luscious hair.
I jumped to my feet and ran inside the house. “Mom, can we go to Mars?” I inquired while she was putting her stuff away and talking on the phone at the same time. “Uh, sure honey” Mom replied, but inside I knew that she probably didn’t even hear my question. I slowly trudged up the stairs, forcing a thumping sound on each step, and walked into my room. Later on, I stared out the window.
“Thank you Alpha,” I respond still in tears. “Sir when you are ready, there is something I need to show you in the living room,” Alpha says while he walks into the living room while I throw out my used tissues, when walking towards the living room I see a Blue glow coming from Alpha 's chest. I get closer and my jaw completely drops, The blue glow is a hologram of my Mom.
The sod house was one small, undivided room. The stove sat in the centre, and, with plans to occupy the sod house with other boarders for extra income, the room sparsely furnished with four beds, a small table and chairs, and an old dry sink along the wall. Natan tried to negotiate his way into one of the extra beds, justifying that he and Stan needed their own due to their size. On the following evening, unable to hear any more of his sweet-talking nonsense, his grandmother surprised everyone when she returned from the loft, all of Natan’s belongings in a pillowcase, and dumped everything in a chest at the foot of his new bed. “Fine, you big man now.” She raised her two hands in the air to display his height.
When she awakes, the house is dark, so dark she panics thinking she might have gone blind only to realize that it’s just because night has fallen. She looks around in wonder, maybe her husband let her sleep for the afternoon but she knows the children would never leave her as such., The second thing she notices, is the smell. Thick in the air the smell of blood is pungent and it has her face curling up into a pretty grimace. A sharp noise, rings from the kitchen catching the attention of the lady, causing her head to whip around and call the name of that of whom she married, ”Wallace, my dear, are you there?” She speaks carefully, not enjoying the abnormalities in the house she 's lived for many years. She lifts her body up off the bed, venturing into the kitchen with caution.
One day that woman invited over. Maya to her house to eat tea cookies. When they got to the house Maya said the house was dark and cool like the woman who owned the house. When they got to the house the woman read Maya a poem collection with her smooth, creamy voice. Maya was stunned.
Lucille 's mom walked to the side of the house and grabbed a ladder so she could climb through her bedroom window. When she got in the window she walked down the stairs. Lucille started to hear sirens so she ran to her room, closed the door, and sat on her