Insult

Driving home from the hospital, you realise you’ve never had a more exhausting week. You’ve driven this road so many times lately, but never like this. You rest your head back while the light is red. ’Pretty intense week, Huh?’ John reaches over and gives your hand a squeeze. ‘I’ve hardly seen you. It doesn’t feel fair. I get to just lie there resting and being looked after while you are flat out running from one end of town to the other. Not to mention all those sessions with the nurses. What…

As the alarm clock blared for me to get up, I rolled out of my bed. Today was the day that marked one year since the attacks in Paris. I arrived at Reagan High School to find banners everywhere. I lived in Washington D.C., so we cared a lot about terrorists’ attacks. All day, we talked about the attacks. I loved learning about history and current events, but these attacks were always hard for me to talk about. My mother was in the military, which is why we lived in D.C. She received orders to…

The sound of heavy pots crashing down from the woodstove awoke the weary members of the Kozlovsky family. Their scanty one-room log cabin managed to accommodate seven people but at the cost of any kind of privacy. Tatyana, the mother and steadfast backbone of the family, would remind her children that their father built this cabin with his own hands and without him, they would have no home. The thunderous clanking of pots continued, and even caused the nearby Petrovs to stir, but half of the…

Mirror The sun slowly rose rising over the houses across the street causing the outside air to become warm and sticky. The winds were starting to whistle softly through the open window of the bedroom. Emily stood in front the mirror staring at herself at the beginning of a long day. She had fair skin, beautiful long dark hair and a tall, slender frame. Her eyes resemble Chrysocolla marbles. She stood there wondering after three months of marriage how she had become a wife in such a primitive…

It is just after 9/11 and your father was in one of the Twin Towers during the crash and was in critical state, verging on the edge of life and death. To you, a fifteen-year old who was very religious in the Catholic faith, it seemed like God and Satan were playing a game of tennis and your father was the ball; and the winner got to take him. Either to live with you, your little sister Carly who was now eight, but you still thought of her as a baby, and your mother; or he went with Satan. Your…

“The only love that I really believe in is a mother 's love for her children”. I agree with this quote, because it states how much a mother loves their child. She was named Clara, after her mother whose name was Clara Morales. Many people say we are both identical, but I don’t agree what so ever. One thing is that I do agree that we have our similarities, but we’re not the same. For example, Clara has a type of vibrancy that she and I share. Her eyes even make you see your future, because you…

It was a brisk, perfect fall day. I was sitting in my cozy, pink bedroom full of hello kitties. Every nine year old girl’s dream. I thought I was living the perfect, fairytale childhood until I heard some yelling coming from the other room. “You never want to help around the house”, “ All you do is sit your lazy behind on the couch all day.” is all I kept hearing. I didn’t think much of it at first, I just kept saying to myself that they’ll get through it, they love each other. The yelling…

I am sitting on my bed watching my favorite tv show when my mom and dad knock on my door and tell me we need to talk. The second the words leave their mouth I know something is off. The way they sound has me, a thirteen-year-old homeschooled kid very nervous. I have been homeschooled for my entire life and I can not even think about that ever changing. They lead me to our family room where they sit together on a long red couch while I sit on a single black chair. They look at each other then at…

The story of Medea, written by the Greek poet Euripides, is about a woman who goes on a vengeful killing spree, after being scorned by her husband, Jason. Having already killed prior to that her scorn fed her murderous impulses. Her worldview indicates that she prays to the gods/goddess to go unpunished for her sins. She seeks out revenge for those who have caused her pain. As a result, Medea believes that revenge is justified. Medea seeks revenge to justify how her husband Jason has mocked…

The Significance of Thomas-Builds-The-Fire Sherman J. Alexie’s “This is What It Means to Say Phoenix, Arizona” has multiple interconnecting themes and symbolic ideas throughout his story. Alexie’s story can be simplified as the death of a father changed his son’s life. However, it is more complex than that throughout the story. There are hidden connections all through Alexie’s work. One hidden connection is the character Thomas Builds-the-fire. Thomas is Victor’s childhood friend, and is the…