It was a cold day in Summertonville, TN. Summertonville was a very rural area. Whenever looked outside, you were surrounded by trees. In the back woods of Summertonville lived the Winkledomes. The Winkledomes were a fairly poor family.…
On November 14, 1959 four members of the Clutter family were murdered by two heinous men looking to find what they believed would bring them riches, but instead brought upon them a lot of stress/worry and eventually a death sentence. The Clutter family was known as the second richest family in Holcomb, and Mr. Clutter was a very respected man, father, and farmer by the Holcomb community. Many outsiders believed Mr. Clutter kept cash money in his house and this myth ultimately lead to him and his family to being robbed and killed. Holcomb, Kansas prior to this incident was an extremely safe and secure area with minimal criminal activity so much so that its residents felt safe enough to leave their doors unlocked at night, as well as this area…
There once lived a girl named Bessie that lived in Prattville, Alabama. She was 19 when she died. Bessie was the type of person that loved her family and friends, and she was very sociable. The only things that Bessie didn’t like was liars and apples. Bessie birthed two kids, in which were twins.…
In Cold Blood is a meticulously constructed collage of witnesses, victims, police, killers, and citizens and their experience with the Clutter Family and their murderers, Dick and Perry. Although the nonfiction novel centers around Dick and Perry, the story is told through interwoven accounts from dozens of people. Capote bounces between these sources like a director cuts to different angles, in the end editing together a continuous product that supports itself like brickwork. Like a director, Capote uses these cuts between people for more than just support. Capote uses his editing to tell the story he wants to tell; he manipulates the reader's opinions, softens and hardens impacts as he sees fit, and disguises everything as if it is a first…
The 9/11 Day There was a girl named Alice. She had never met her mother nor father. One day a woman named Kendra Malik Taylor, who adopted Alice when she was 2. Alice never loved Kendra as a child would to their parents. She would yell, cry, hit, ignore, try to run away, have a tantrum, and won't wouldn’t listen.…
A neighbor had noticed that the mother had been absent for some time. They saw Liliana outside who silently approached her and grabbed them by the their legs tightly and did not let go. Seeing Liliana alone outside was nothing new, but she had great concern. The neighbor had come to realize the situation and called the authorities…
The Flowers Analysis Question 5and 3: What do you think is the central point of this story? How might paragraph 5 be described as an example of foreshadowing? The main purpose of this story is to basically tell how the little girl Myop wondered off and saw her too far away from home. When she realize she was too far she began to walk back towards her house then she steps on a dead man face on a mistake.…
They walked through the cold night with only a thick jacket each, in one hand a small bag containing a change of clothes and any small belongings that were able to squeeze in and in the, on the other hand, they carried a gallon of water that would last them 2 days. They spent a whole day walking trying to get as close as possible to there destination. Joan remembers walking by a small town filled with mango trees. He had all the memories of the mango fields back home flow through his head. He remembered how the mango trees always waited for him they never turned there back on him.…
It was dark outside and the sun had gone to bed. As she walked up the steps to her house she saw a strange figure loom out of the shadows. She quickly shoved the key in the door and turned the handle. But she was too slow. Soon there were cold, slippery fingers pulling her hair and her cloths and her shoulder.…
Scarlett was lying to her bed trying to fall asleep, but she couldn't. All she could hear was the whistle of the wind, the crashing of the thunder, and the hard rain hitting her roof. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a cold breeze rush passed her. The rush of air spooked her and turned around to see red glowing eyes staring at her from the corner of her room. Scarlett froze in fear as the dark figure with glowing eyes walked throunds her, she tried to say sometime, but couldn't.…
Sister In a small village in Alabama there lived a young girl by the name of Elizabeth. She had very tan skin, gray eyes, short black hair, and she was very thin. She was very unattractive, but she was well known around her parts. Her mother had passed away when she was only seven years old.…
I was born in Louisiana; United States of America. I was born a few years after the Louisiana Purchase. I wouldn’t be able to pinpoint the exact city. I was to young to take any notice in that. I spent most of my life inside my parent’s home.…
A child, like Small, living in a confusing world in which the truth is not accepted, develops a warped sense…
As John Morrison exclaimed,“It should be clear that the death penalty does just the opposite of promoting decency and respect for life... It can never be applied fairly.” Since the mid nineteenth century, inmates on death row have been murdered by a plethora of gruesome methods, such as venomous lethal injections, gas chambers, and electrocution. According to the Death Penalty Information Center, there have been 1,413 executions in the United States from 1976 to the present. Although the number of death penalty verdicts are decreasing, flaws in the American judicial system have caused an increase in the amount of punishing wrongfully accused suspects to the death penalty.…
Augustine still hurt, and shook up, about what she had just heard, continued to run as fast as she could outside across the fields. She knew exactly the direction she was going, there was a special place were she would always go to think, clear her mind, and just relax. It was about a quarter of a mile east of the planation, under a huge oak tree that stood in the middle of a wide open clearing. Augustine, would immediately spot the tree, run to it and as she hug it, she slid down to the tree roots, and continued to cry even harder. Why, why couldn't they just tell me the truth, said Augustine outloud.…