In the Air Tonight

Doctor Faustus is a play by Christopher Marlowe. It was first published in 1604, eleven years after Marlowe’s death and at least ten years after the first performance of the play. Doctor Faustus is the story of a man coming to grief by his unbridled thirst for knowledge and power which leads him to his final damnation. It is a play of deep questions concerning morality, religion and man’s relationship to both. This play actually feeds the desire of the supernatural beliefs of the Elizabethan…

There was to worry about with our fellow friends in the woods. When their arguing turned into yelling, mainly Ava’s, I gave Vesper’s arm a reassuring squeeze and went to my room. It was untouched. I passed by them again to catch a fresh breath of air outside. Sebastian joined when he saw me leave. Alice was outside on the curb with her head down between her knees. She only lifted it when she heard the door slam. Sebastian took a seat by her and rubbed his remaining facial scars. “What the hell…

Preamble My intervened best friend’s life flipped upside down during our Freshmen year of High School. To understand this story, you need to trace our steps back to our eighth grade year at James Prep School for the Gifted. James Prep is a well-known boarding School in the center of the City of Cincinnati. The students accepted into this school were gifted in some way shape or form. Emma Willow Grace and I are both gifted in many categories including The Sciences, Language Arts, Social Studies,…

Just Another Day Danielle Clementine was Park Avenue Suburbs go-to-babysitter. With obsolete criminal record, immaculate grades, a quirky but adorable face, and a personality to dazzle anyone under the age of 12, Danielle was the perfect candidate for the job. Parents praised her, children adored her, and other young girls looking for easy work envied her. Not only did Danielle make sure to clean up after the children she was watching, she would make a dinner, the kind that doesn’t come from…

Symbolism in To Kill a Mocking Bird Whether it be in literature or even shown in pictures, people use things to represent something with a deeper meaning and that’s called symbolism. In the book “To Kill a Mockingbird” by author Harper Lee, various different themes or symbols are active throughout the book all directly or in some way being tied to the ultimate theme of the book, which is not being able to understand someone until you experience life from their point of view. The most…

"...to build a great society, a place where the meaning of man's life matches the marvels of man's labor." - Lyndon B. Johnson, 36th President "A Great Society" for the American people and their fellow man was the vision of Lyndon B. Johnson. During his first years in office Johnson obtained passage of one of the most extensive legislative programs ever before in the Nation's history. Great Society programs sought to eliminate poverty and racial injustice. During a speech describing his…

The man fell to his knees in front of me and begged, “Your majesty, please, my village is starving. We’ve had little food since the drought started, but I’m sure you know about that, it’s just that because it is so dry, a fire started and charred most of the crops. We don’t have any food now, and it will take too long for the remaining plants and soil to break apart and be ready for crops agian. It’s time we just don’t have, your majesty, please help us. The children,” he shivered, “the children…

what she might say. “Why…,” Angie said slowly, “not?” Daniel screams in the air and jumps for joy expressing his happiness that they are boyfriend and girlfriend while Angie sits on the porch of her house…

and everything’s under control. There’s nothing to worry about, Dr. Kelly offered to let me spend a few days at his cabin until things settle down here.” “Are you sure everything will be okay with you gone?” “I’ll take the animals to the hospital tonight and lock the house, everything else should be okay.…

walk home from the local football club was dark. Simple as that. It was a clear winter night, and there was no moon in the sky. The only relief from the darkness was the occasional streetlight. The cold air was refreshing on my body, warm from the copious amount of alcohol I had consumed tonight. Georgia wasn’t going to be happy. She thinks my drinking is a bad influence on the kids. She doesn’t want them to grow up like me. That’s always a comforting thing to hear from your wife. I know it…