Eye

Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God challenges traditional gender roles through the growth of Janie. Janie is not seen as a stereotypical woman who simply does whatever a man expects her to do. She is her own person with her own thoughts, ideas, and feelings. She comes to learn that she is a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need to care about what other people think of her. Janie does not let social prejudice or discrimination get to her, but instead learns to rise above these…

He woke up with a start. Breathing heavily, he looked over at the empty dog bed beside him. "Miss ya, bud.." He'd sigh, closing his eyes as he flopped back onto his bed. It had been a year; no, it had been two years since he had lost his friend to the incident. Now, his life, his motivation; lost to the overwhelming darkness that consumed him, day by day. It wouldn't take much now for Odyssey to fly into a blinding rage at the next stupid thing he'd encounter.…

“How long have I slept,” thinks Becky as she wakes up. “What a horrid dream.” She stretches and is surprised at how sore her muscles are. She rolls over and yelps, her eyes pop open. “No, it can’t be real.” Tears fill her eyes and roll down her cheeks when she realizes where she is. Her ass is extremely tender; she twists to observe the damage and wishes she had not looked. Bruises and welts cover her cheeks; the skin broke in several places. A small table has appeared in the room.…

Look me in the Eye, My Life with Asperger’s by John Elder Robison should be required for high school students to read. It is a true account of the author’s life living with Asperger’s. Asperger’s syndrome is on the spectrum of Autism. In the book, Robison discussed his life from the mid-1900’s in Amherst, Massachusetts to present day. He goes through an account of his childhood memories, and adulthood capabilities. His childhood proved it difficult to connect with other kids. As he got older, he…

The edge of the gown rose until she had to rock her hips so she could lift it past her supple back side. "Sit up," she ordered, the slave girl instantly looking up to her Mistress. Her eyes roaming over her mistress as Inara lifted the gown up and over her head, only to drop it before the slave girl, "Come here," Inara commanded, one hand supporting her body as she leaned back, the other hand slipping between her thighs and stroking along…

I was quite surprised by the complexity the images displayed. Staring at the screen intently so that I didn’t miss anything, I reached for the phone sitting next to me. Before I could pick it up, the sound of glass clashing on the ground took my eyes away from the screen. What the…? Why does my leg feel like it’s been touched by the wings of a phoenix? Looking down, I noticed that I had dropped my coffee in the process of grabbing the phone; the steaming hot liquid had spilled all over my left…

The Tell-Tale Heart, a story about a man who kills an old man for his vulture looking eye. The speaker tries to prove he is not insane for the murder. He is not successful. The argument is to explain why the speaker was insane and he was not convincing. "Madmen know nothing." Was he really insane? Or just a smart man. Well, according to the Jamesmustang.blogspot "The narrator begins the story by admitting that he is nervous, yet keep on denying that he is insane, but wise and sharp…

I asked softly “Yes,” he pulled me closer to him and kissed the nape of my neck. I put my hand on his chest and gently pushed away from him looking intently into his eyes. I spoke again “I love you.” The words flowed from my mouth so effortlessly that it even took me by surprise to hear them. As he looked down at me his eyes twinkled and danced in the candlelight I waited there as he seemed to deliberate I began to feel antsy and a bit panicked. Then before I could have a mental freak-out, he…

domain, frozen in place for an unknowable number of years, motionless, a dragon suddenly stirred at the approach of another. Eyes, having not seen for years, begin to crack open; scales, fused together by the unforgiving cold of ice, begin to shift; bones, immobile for so long begin to creak. The frozen dragon slowly, meticulously, raises its (previously bowed) head, bleary eyes settling on the first dragon to pass it by for what may have been centuries. The approaching dragon, now visibly a…

“Even you don’t know a thing about my lovers.” “Pretty sure a know a little bit about some of them…” Damon blows out a breath, obviously dismissing everything. Alaric yanks his jeans back into place, and sits properly, holding Damon’s eye. “You’ve never had an actual relationship have you?” The look on his friends face would be comical, if Ric weren’t so tied up in his current line of thought. “Hello? Lovelorn vampire here, I’m like the poster boy for failed relationships, so clearly…