Red Room

is known to be serious, professional, and conservative, however black can also represent the mysterious, and sophisticated. Black is a visually slimming color for clothing and like other dark colors, in interior design, the color black can make a room appear small. White is known as the positive color. It has been associated with purity, innocence, brilliance, religion, humility, genuineness, and perfection. It is frequently used to represent coolness and simplicity. To the human eye, the…

Masque of the Red Death is explained in many ways. The ways that it is showed are by the color of the rooms and to how the main characters are actually being portrayed in the story and how the mysterious figures keep showing up and how everybody is afraid of the mysterious figures. It is also showed when Prince Prospero was trying to get away from the Red Death person. The mood of the story is happy at first but tragic in the end. The mood is portrayed in the story by the color of the rooms.…

I wondered if it had something to do with what happened earlier. My curiosity won me over and I decided to move to my usual snooping spot. The way that our house was set up made it so that if I sat in the doorway to my room, I could see almost the entire layout of the living room. I spent many nights there watching tv shows that my parents wouldn 't let me watch because they were too “grown up”. Now it was an ultimate position for spying. I could see the shoulders of my mom and my dad looking at…

shoulder. Shrieking, Danielle threw the Polaroid across the room, fear engrossing her every nerve. With every muscle in her body tensed, Danielle forced herself to open her eyes and turn to see what person was awaiting her attention. But to her surprise, not a soul lingered behind her. Taking a deep breath, Danielle turned back to the pictures, cursing herself for being so paranoid. Gathering to her feet, Danielle trekked across the room to pick up the photo she’d tossed in her moment of…

hardly found almost anything. “How can those birds able to adapt to such condition. ah, maybe I should let myself be stronger. When Ralph opened his eyes again, sunshine shot on the water, reflection cut through the window and shone brightly into his room; Ralph see a bright future waiting for him. The door opened, his father walks in with a navy uniform, colour on it have already faded. ”Ralph, let’s go for breakfast.” his father called. “Will it be a seafood feat?” Ralph thought to himself.…

years, along with my sandals and raced towards the kitchen to fix myself something warm to eat. I ran through the living room with only one shoe on and hopped on one foot around the corner to the coffee pot. The moment I reached the coffee pot, after tripping at least ten times, it occurred to me that I had seen something out of place on the couch. I circled back to the living room and there was my neatly folded sweater lying on the couch from folding laundry the day before. I don’t know how I…

her. The bathroom was the reserved and peaceful place in the house. There was a glass window in the center of the ceiling, revealing the early morning skies. To the right of the bathtub where she lay, was a pink toilet adjacent to the white sink. The room was miniature and made of ligneous flooring, and as a result, there was little space to maneuver. Asia glanced down at her belly, which peeked out from the surface of the water in the bath. In the tub, Asia began to gently rub her nine month…

On a hot September morning, I nervously walk through the colorful red and yellow painted door that stands by a classroom of thirty second grade students. I can taste the salty sweat running through my forehead as I am introduced to my new teacher. A Spanish speaking lady brought me by her soft hand to the class. The teacher said something but to me her way of speaking was an alliteration of vocabulary being slapped in my face, I am standing like a soldier without saying a word. My teacher in her…

“And will that be in red or blue?” the sales lady politely asked through a smile. “I’m uh… color blind.” I answer as I look down at the floor. “Either will be fine, thank you.” I rub the back of my neck. She gives me with a look of sympathy, then walks off to put in my order for the soft shirt. I sit on one of the many small, slightly uncomfortable couches that are set just outside of the dressing rooms. I hate sympathy. Being color blind really isn’t something to sympathize for. I can still…

and shook him, but it seemed like his son was fast asleep. James then murmured to himself “Bad dream.” He rested his head on the light and fluffy pillow he had slept and quickly went back into a deep sleep. The son opened his eyes, dark, evil and red. The…