I am sorry for your loss they said. I must admit it hurts to see that the person you shared most of your life with is dead. Myrtle always said love is hard and exhausting. I never genuinely understood what she meant because she only began saying that recently. Myrtle never pointed out that she was unhappy or bothered but I conjecture, it is partially my fault for not asking. They told me grief is the price you pay for love, and here I am now dealing with her death. I guess everybody has passed though this phase sometime during their life but why me? Myrtle cheated on me, she took it too far. Though I kind of doubted it, I felt like she was not the Myrtle I first met. I remember when I met her for the first time, she was kind and adoring. She changed into a entirely different person.I tried to figure out what was wrong with her but she wouldn't talk.
Crack!! I heard the twisting of bones coming from every tackle that knocked the players down.It was professional football players that I watched on my T.V. with my older brother bored out of our minds.We decided to go to the park and play soccer,and after watching that game of football I hoped that our friends were not and would not invite us to play,and of course they did.I did not think that our friends would pressure me so much just to play football.
I’m Helen Robinson, Tom Robinson’s wife. There was a timeframe in the book just after Tom was killed, before Helen could find a secure way to earn money for her family; it was a very unstable time for her and her children. Although Helen is portrayed as meek and kindhearted, much like Tom, the overwhelming sadness and pressure may have caused her to break down emotionally, or feel some emotions of vengeance towards a majority of the white community; especially the Ewells.
They say I am a witch. I say that I am witch and that I worked with the devil while under the parris household. I never thought I was with the devil. When I used to flap my arms and mumble under my breath I was merely just talking to myself and doing good deeds. I was not a witch, but I was. See I did not know that I was with the devil until I was convicted for witchcraft. Everyone saw me as a witch, even reverend Parris a holy man. How could I prove him wrong in front of everyone and be seen as I was in the wrong? I was not in the wrong, I was merely doing my job.
In the Jeannette Walls memoir Glass Castle, the author expounds on situations about education found beyond the classroom walls by using life lessons such as survival skills and moral lessons such as acceptance and forgiveness through figurative language by using imagery.
Footsteps thundered upon the floorboard as the intruders made their escape. I doubled over, freeing a heavy breath I hadn’t known I was holding.
Time. 10:19 p.m. South Florida. The traffic light rests at red for an eternity, mocking me with its condescending gaze. I quickly turned my head both directions, not a car in sight for what it seemed to be miles. Is this some kind of joke? Looking into the rear view mirror, nothing there by me. James Montgomery. Glasses, brown hair, green sweater vest, and an untrimmed beard. Some people say I resemble a young Robin Williams from Good Will Hunting. I’ll take that as a compliment. A journalist of ten years at the same section in the local newspaper. The only thing I’ve done differently in the time span is learn Spanish. With being in a Hispanic community, I thought it would be beneficial. Besides, it’s not like I’m in a hurry to get to
“WHEEEEEE!” [S/N] yelled. From your peripheral vision, you saw your son dangerously swinging that sword around.
I woke to the sound of Joey screaming “Lizabeth stop, please stop”. And when I came outside to see what all the commotion was about, it was too late Lizabeth already destroyed my marigolds. These marigolds that were orange and yellow and the only thing that made me run down house look beautiful. They meant so much to me because I got those from my husband Craig Lottie. Craig had a disability that leads to him passing away a couple of years after he bought me the marigolds and that is all I have to remember him. As I was watching Lizabeth destroy my marigolds my heart shattered, it was like the day I lost Craig.
Beverly Jimenez, also known as, ‘Dr.Sissy’, stretches out of her petite, cozy office and steps into the ample operatory with dark orange walls and sticky purple chairs. Sounds of suction and the metal clanking of tools can be heard. She is asked to take a look at her patient's teeth whenever she is ready. She takes a seat on the low stool and opens her metal tools from their blue transparent package. She begins to examine the teeth of a young girl. Jimenez’ smooth chocolaty brown hair glistens under the bright white light. It is hard to hear her talk because of the baby blue surgical mask that is strapped from ear to ear covering her mouth. Once she finishes the examination, she calmly strolls back to her desk to continue her paperwork. The chatter of the young women at the desk can be heard from the waiting room. They are trying to decide which scrubs to buy as they wait for new patients to check in. The young girl who recently received a cleaning walks out of the operatory with a blue toothbrush in her hand. She stops by the brown treasure chest to pick out a small trinket and skips back to her mother.
Some people believe that turning a year older is exciting and means that you will be treated more maturely. Well, in Sandra Cisneros's short story, “Eleven” Rachel quickly becomes aware that it is anything but that. By using interior monologue, imagery, figurative language, and repetition Sandra Cisneros evokes how rachel really feels about turning a year older.
“Wait I need to get back to where I came from!” I yelled at him
She takes a new gauze, rolling it around the wound cushioned with some cotton. After a while, Anna stops gasping. Her eyes slowly open. Phew!
The woods are scary. But not cause the trees. The creepy crawlies that live there seem to want to come out. Trust me it is not bugs that worry me. Not Poison ivy, although it itches. It 's not the dark. Oh no here they come! I 'm not ready to see them yet! Wow this one is big. go away I am asking nice please don 't cause trouble There are two of you? You guys are so big. Could you be anywhere else but the log right by me! Poison will not be what kills
It 's been days that I 've been feeling like I 'm not myself. Although I think