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Both J. D. Salinger’s, Catcher in the Rye, and Jamaica Kincaid’s, Annie John, are coming-of-age novels that give the reader a window into the character’s mind. The authors create a bond between the reader and their main characters, by sharing the character's innermost thoughts with the readers. By sharing Holden and Annie’s thoughts, the readers have access to information that the other characters in the books do not have. For example, when Holden has just been kicked out of his school and is…

While reading Julius Caesar I have come to resonate with the constant theme of betrayal. I have written about a certain person before and I have found that our relationship seems to only revolve around this unfortunate motif. Quite ironically, the way Brutus’ relationship with Julius Caesar is portrayed in the novel, somehow reminds me of my current situation. So in a more modern twist, here are 22 life lessons I have learned after being betrayed. 1 When it's the end of the night and…

One of the first videos that I watched on your channel was your playthrough of The Beginner’s Guide last summer. I started watching it a couple of hours after midnight and I did not once pause it. I remember feeling closer to you than to any other person in the world that night. I experienced stronger emotions than I had in weeks or maybe even months throughout the entirety of your play through. I can't tell you that you saved my life or cured my depression that night or any night since, but…

On the Twelfth Tuesday Morrie and Mitch talk about forgiveness. Morrie told Mitch that their is no point of living your life regretting things that you have done in the past and he said to Mitch "Forgive yourself before you die. Then forgive others" (p.164). The mean point of Morrie saying this quote is that you must forgive yourselves for the things you have or haven't done in the past and accepting who you are now.Also we truly cannot forgive other if we didn't forgive ourselves and you…

(Add header [title and name]) Trista “Trista, stop eating the berries. We are almost there.” Shouts the woman holding my hand, pulling me to her side when I stuff a raspberry in my mouth off a bush. “But I’m hungry.” She lets out a sigh and stops under a tree close to the playground. Snapping her fingers as she points to the ground. “Lay the blanket out here. And give me the food. I want to have some before you get a stomachache.” Taking the basket from me. “I wasn’t going to eat all of it.…

Whenever I ride a rollercoaster, the picture afterwards always looked like I was going to die because my face was always in a weird shape because of the wind and I was holding on to the handlebars really hard that you could do nothing to make me let go of them. Most of the pictures were like that when me, my brother, mom, and grandparents went to Dollywood in Tennessee. That was when I actually rode a roller coaster that went straight up and had loops and went upside down. To…

At aproxamettly 1 a.m. on February 10, 2016, I, Keila Ramsey was dispatched to Apt. 102 at 300 S. Parker Road at 1 a.m. because a neighbor had reported a disturbance. I arrived near the lobby and looked for Apt. 102, once I found Apt. 102 I rang the bell and hear a man shout, “Shut up and leave us alone.” I rang the bell again and announced that I was a police officer. Barry Chinkowski, opens the door and lets me in. I see a woman sitting on the sofa, looking down at the floor. Barry Chinkowski…

It was a warm summer night in North Dakota, So Korey decided to go for a walk in the forest near his house. The trees looked menacing and mysterious with their branches hanging over the pathway. He kept walking as the sun set and the moon began to peek over the horizon; it was a full moon which illuminated the entire surrounding area. The stars were starting to shine. He realized that the only thing he brought with him was a newspaper from earlier that day. The headline said “Masked Murderer…

People embed their faith into their objects. As I get ready for bed, I always look forward to cuddling up to my aged and raggedy pillow. Officially known as Chira, my fluffy and pure pillow, with a cute image of Winnie the Pooh and Piglet, has worn down over the years; now what remains is a rag-like-cloth with tears and holes. Although Chira has basically disintegrated, there is nothing else I have been able to hold on to, for as long as I managed to keep it. Losing Chira right now would be like…

I sit there in shock at the sight of seeing my brother who's standing before me, wearing a black bulletproof vest and army boots. The sounds of screams and guns going off can still be heard within my apartment and...outside? Even with the light shinning in my face and the room completely dark, I can see that he's covered with all this protective gear and... As I was about to open my mouth, Duncan grabs me and pulls me out of the apartment. "Duncan!" I yell. "Duncan! What happening?! I-" before…