The Journey To Freedom-Personal Narrative

“Urghhh,” the tiny glimmer of hope slowly turning into my worst nightmare; I couldn’t even summon the strength to get up. Now that I lay face first into the stinking floor it was harder to move; rolling into one side was impossible because something big was blocking my way. On the other side felt a concrete wall, also immovable. With my final frustrated act, I tried to kick the wall as hard as I could; as expected it did not budge. I turned to my side to get better force on my kicks, one, two, three hard ones, nothing.

Emotional death is the absence of feeling, which mainly occurs during war after one has been so painstakingly injured and suffered immensely that the only way to survive is to rid themselves of any emotional ties. The “death” explains the perception and realization of survival throughout war. In the novel Night, Elie explains the feeling of emotional death, “One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me” (115).

Confusion swept over me, everything felt blurry and dull, as if I were trapped within my own body. My limbs seemed to move by themselves, no longer bothering to ask direction on where to go.

There are countless aspects that show Sherlock Holmes’s innocence. Sherlock and Doctor Watson were sitting in the dark when all of sudden, Sherlock lashed out with his cane. He bellowed to Watson asking if he could see the object that Sherlock was striking. Sherlock released the cane and ignited a match while watching the mysterious creature disappear; however, it went into the ventilator. Suddenly, there was a blood curdling cry from Dr. Roylott’s room.

When we talk about darkness, it can have many different meanings. For example, darkness can mean shadow, sadness, wickedness, evil, iniquity, gloom, or without light. As we read the novel Sonny Blues by James Baldwin, the word “darkness” appeared frequently throughout the reading. I think the significant of darkness for this particular situation of this book is fear and suffering. It shows how the characters are shocked and are in the state of panic fearing of the situation they are in and all the sufferings they have to go through.

My eyes slowly started to weep open. I then saw a man staring over me. He had long hair and was dressed like a pirate. As I opened my eyes wider I then started to see who he was. Wow, I was staring at jack sparrow.

“Uncle,” Gabriel spoke in a low voice. “If we are to hide the truth of this night, then everything in the King’s bedchamber must be burn.” Cipher stares at him, unsure of how to answer. He takes a deep breath.

I awoke with a start as I had realized that everyone was gone which was strange on it own but, that wasn’t the only problem. I exited the ride and realized, it wasn’t just the people on the ride had left, it was everyone. The carnival looked like an abandoned home, dark, dim, broken down, and all alone. I was ready to cry, ready to give up and scream in frustration until I saw a light. Now it wasn’t just any light, it was this dim yet vibrant blue that spoke to me and, I did as it told me.

This is not the behavior of a mentally healthy individual. The fact that Jensen would break down to such a point offers insight into the immense mental stress that the war had on these

However, Descartes does not provide enough proof for his claim of its possibility. This shows that Descartes’ evil demon argument fails to prove absolute doubt, which he

While strange shapes would show, and so would colors, I began to get dizzy, trying to avoid the terrifying spiders and what was said to be vicious scorpions and snakes, I became hopeless not able to hold my imagination and not knowing what was reality, I became hungry. I became so hungry that I began to eat the baby spiders crawling up my throbbing leg and as the day became longer the more I became lonelier not knowing what the future would hold for me. As the night grew darker so did the noise and creaking I heard, not knowing where the mysterious noise had come from I became severally frightened. While wishing my peers were here to comfort me, I began to think about how enraged they must be with me for shattering the majestic carpet. Soon I began to doubt the forgiveness of my peers.

¨I shrank back- but the closing walls pressed me resistlessly onward. At length, for my seared and writhing body, there was no longer an inch of foothold on the firm floor of the prison¨ As I slowly fell into the dark greedy abyss, as I felt gravity claim me once more with its greedy, inescapable claws, I thought I heard a voice, not the typical voice of two strangers meeting for the first time, but a soft, quiet voice speak to me, of which it spoke I cannot currently recall. What I can recall of the voice was that it was oddly soothing and that it brought on an odd, familiar calm, of which I haven’t since I was but a boy, like that of a mother coddling their child. As I fully fell into the pit time seemed to crawl to a slow, and I could feel

I had failed. I will never forget that moment of defeat. I sat there on my bed, holding that computer in my lap just staring at the roster, which I wanted my name to magically appear on so badly. I remember

Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave my name!” (Act IV pg.1333)

I know I couldn 't be with my family anymore because I never want my boys to know this life. I never want them to feel this pressure. To have the fear, the guilt, the sadness eat them alive every night. As for Abel, I know he had already seen and been through so much, but there is still a chance for him.