Are you serious?" She screams. I smile, "no. But, I am going in the bedroom." I look at Colton and he 's staring at me like I 'm a fresh piece of meat. I smile and walk into the bedroom. I hear the couch creek and footsteps down the hallway. Before I lay down Colton picks me up from behind and spins me around. I laugh, "put me down." "Magic word…
My construct changed along the lines of this corollary because of strangers on the metro. I often smile at strangers because it is a nice thing to do and I am almost always smiling anyway, so why not. But I have found that smiling at people on the metro is rarely received. It is ignored, whereas if I am walking somewhere I might get a smile or a wave in return. My construct adapted to exclude being nice to people on the metro from my original construct. People base…
I met a man while I was working in the recreational center. He began the conversation with the classic line “do you come here often?” Every moment after that was indescribable. Over the years, we built a strong bond. All the years I’ve worked at the recreational center I never questioned why he was there. This was my best friend and I never asked why he was here. So one night on our date, I asked him “so what made you volunteer at the center Zaire?” At first he looked away, he tried to…
"A dance my lady?" Beckett asks with a glowing smile his hand extended for hers. She giggles and takes his hand "You really want to dance with me when I 'm wearing this?" She asks her open hand gesturing to her simple half sleeved navy shirt and jeans, her usual work clothes for Happy Valley Preschool where she was a student teacher. His eyes travel over her body slowly, his lips curling upwards obviously liking what he see 's "I think you 're the most beautiful girl I 've ever met.." He says…
her; but who passed without// Much the same smile?” he is saying that he got smiles from her when he saw here but they were shared with everyone. He did not fully own her smile. This shared smile, this material, affected him more than her being flirtatious with others or being accepting of his gifts and not his. Because it is after this that the Duke hints that he has killed her. Referring to the smiles he says “This grew; I gave commands;//Then all smiles stopped together.” this is suggestive…
II I hold Nicholas’ sleeping form in my arms as I walk out the house. Carefully, I place him in the backseat of my car where his child seat takes up residence, a child seat I would soon need to get rid of. A few months, almost four, have passed since my parents’ death. The shock of it wore off and now I find the air getting into my lungs a lot easier and my emotions no longer swirl uncontrollably inside of me. Some would find it wrong, but my parents being gone is almost soothing to me.…
brother is smiling on the outside, but I know that it’s for the pictures. He’s like me, tired. But he is always better at disguising it. Especially around the reporters. I take my usual place by my brother for the pictures. We stand up straight, a smile not showing our bottom teeth, our eyes somewhat squinted. We do exactly what we rehearsed. Microphones are soon shoved in my brother’s face after the photos are done. How are we feeling? How long do you two practice? When’s your next…
Throughout the years Greek Mythology has influenced art and literature. It was created to teach people using stories about their gods. For example, the myth of the Sirens from The Odyssey teaches us to use logic to resist temptation and move forward with our lives. Ulysses, Latin for Odysseus, and his men are sailing back to their home Ithaca, when the stumble upon Sirens. They must stay strong and resist temptation so they can continue their journey. In the painting, Ulysses and The Sirens,…
A smile, an abstract art, is utilized by many, but also not understood by many. The corner of our eyes crinkling, the corners of our mouth curling upward, resulting in a broad, bright smile. In America’s society of men and women, we have smiled at one another to show appreciation, to express happiness, or to display a wry countenance. Whether our smile is meant to be genuine or disingenuous, we choose to smile for a multitude of reasons. To which this idea establishes that everyone’s purpose of…
“Inka, . . .” He thought carefully about every moment they had shared and continued, “Do you want to know one way to make me speechless? Ask me to tell you my favourite thing about you. A million thoughts will race through my head, Is it her radiant smile, is it her cheerfulness, her charisma? Should I go with a cliché and say her eyes? It is difficult to decide, but for me, it is that you are my definition of beauty, inside and out, and your worth cannot be compared. I love the way you twirl…