Exposition
There were butterflies in my stomach and I could feel beads of sweat run down my face. A policeman unlocked my handcuffs and pushed me into the dark cell. My clothes were mucky and weighed down with sweat. The dirty cell had a foul stench of garbage and rotten sewage which made it impossible to withstand. My family were supporters of women's rights ever since I was a little girl . I knew that I Emmeline Pankhurst wanted to make an impact and I would do everything in my power to do so. I could only recall waking up this morning in anticipation to finally make women's rights legal. Thinking that Friday the 23rd of 1912 would be the turning point in history. Sadly, things did not go as planned.
Rising Action The bus shook and rumbled …show more content…
We were taken to the hospital to nurse us back to health. When we arrived there I was taken to a blue and white room and was instructed to lay down and take rest. The bed had dark blue covers and was less than comfortable. The nurse attached me to an IV and left the room to bring me some food. As soon as she left I yanked the IV off and limped to a small glass window. Somehow, I managed to pry the lock off and was able to fit through the window. I climbed out and ran as fast as I possibly could. I could feel the wind knocked out of my lungs as I desperately tried to catch my breath. But this was only the beginning.
Falling Action
As I walked down the empty alley I scavenged to find any source of food and shelter. Sadly, both were far out of sight. I was at least 2 miles away from the hospital I had escaped from. I had to be careful and aware so that the police would not see me. I kept walking for what seemed like days, but as I was walking I saw a figure lurking in the shadows. I moved gradually toward the silhouette but as soon I took another step I started to feel lightheaded. Everything went black. When I was losing consciousness I could hear somebody talking.
“ Emily, Emily It’s me Margaret Parker”
“ Your best …show more content…
Unfortunately, women's voting rights were legalized the year of Emily’s death so therefore she was not able to witness it in her lifetime.In spite of facing a lot of rejection in her lifetime her resilient spirit allowed her to go on .She did not regret anything she did for a cause that she loved and did not try to gain acceptance from the public. Emily Pankhurst did not anyone discourage her along the journey of having women's rights legalized. She never quit because an obstacle got in the way. Years after Emily’s death her legacy was carried on by a new generation of women seeking
There were butterflies in my stomach and I could feel beads of sweat run down my face. A policeman unlocked my handcuffs and pushed me into the dark cell. My clothes were mucky and weighed down with sweat. The dirty cell had a foul stench of garbage and rotten sewage which made it impossible to withstand. My family were supporters of women's rights ever since I was a little girl . I knew that I Emmeline Pankhurst wanted to make an impact and I would do everything in my power to do so. I could only recall waking up this morning in anticipation to finally make women's rights legal. Thinking that Friday the 23rd of 1912 would be the turning point in history. Sadly, things did not go as planned.
Rising Action The bus shook and rumbled …show more content…
We were taken to the hospital to nurse us back to health. When we arrived there I was taken to a blue and white room and was instructed to lay down and take rest. The bed had dark blue covers and was less than comfortable. The nurse attached me to an IV and left the room to bring me some food. As soon as she left I yanked the IV off and limped to a small glass window. Somehow, I managed to pry the lock off and was able to fit through the window. I climbed out and ran as fast as I possibly could. I could feel the wind knocked out of my lungs as I desperately tried to catch my breath. But this was only the beginning.
Falling Action
As I walked down the empty alley I scavenged to find any source of food and shelter. Sadly, both were far out of sight. I was at least 2 miles away from the hospital I had escaped from. I had to be careful and aware so that the police would not see me. I kept walking for what seemed like days, but as I was walking I saw a figure lurking in the shadows. I moved gradually toward the silhouette but as soon I took another step I started to feel lightheaded. Everything went black. When I was losing consciousness I could hear somebody talking.
“ Emily, Emily It’s me Margaret Parker”
“ Your best …show more content…
Unfortunately, women's voting rights were legalized the year of Emily’s death so therefore she was not able to witness it in her lifetime.In spite of facing a lot of rejection in her lifetime her resilient spirit allowed her to go on .She did not regret anything she did for a cause that she loved and did not try to gain acceptance from the public. Emily Pankhurst did not anyone discourage her along the journey of having women's rights legalized. She never quit because an obstacle got in the way. Years after Emily’s death her legacy was carried on by a new generation of women seeking