Shut Out

But Margot is not the only kid missing out on the sun. Other kids on Venus, who were born there, have never seen the sun or even remember what it looks like. Everytime Margot tries to tell them about the sun, they fill themselves with jealousy and they ignore her. Therefore, the theme of the story is that jealousy can make people do inhumane things, but are redeemed once they feel guilt. Since the beginning of the story, Margot has shut herself out from the other kids because she has…

Sonny tried to barter the price down. The little man did not budge. "Not my problem. You got my price. Take it or leave it." The glass slammed shut. Sonny punched the air as he turned to us. "Bastard got us by the short hairs. Where the hell do we find a brick at this hour?" "Finding it is easy." Kane, shook his head. "Paying and getting back here alive is the problem. North Brooklyn gang called the Sinners got all kinds of weed but they want dealer kind of money . . . if they’re willing to…

with the same exhaustion and sadness I wore on my face. She shook her head and told me to go get ready for school. Anger had flooded my veins as I stomped back up the stairs sobbing as I fell into my sister’s arms. Minutes later I was ready to head out the door, trying to hold it together without having another breakdown before 8 AM. Before I had left, my mother hugged me and had whispered words to me that I still remember like it was yesterday, “I know you probably hate me for making you go to…

was at the top of my rankings last week, but he has tumbled completely since the last few days. His social game was subpar and then it tanked over night quickly. He is walking aroud the house cocky, arrogant and Da 'vonne has led a charge to get him out. His own allies are now…

The Lord of the Flies had many small parts and different themes throughout the book. The author, William Golding, did an outstanding job to make one theme be the main part of the novel. Through every chapter he made "The Beast" stand out and be the centre of everything the boys did. He wanted the boys to all have different opinions and thoughts about what "The Beast" was. The little'uns thought of the beast in many ways. In the beginning, a young boy said he saw a snake like creature in the…

“Margot, you’re so annoying! You’re like a fussy baby!” Max bickered. “Why do you always talk about the sun? Nobody likes you!” I turned at Max. I looked at him sincerely. “The sun is coming out today.. I know it---” “NO!” Max yelled furiously. “It’s never coming out! What don’t you understand, you little…. Hey everyone, let’s lock her in the closet!“ All of my classmates began swarming around me, like angry yellow jackets. “No, please, no!” I screamed loudly at them. Instead of putting me…

“Then let's hear it.” Margot opened her mouth, but it quickly had been shut from William jumping in. “Well, it started when Margot wrote this stupid poem that she didn’t even write herself!” “Yes I did.” Margot whispered, “Word by word that little poem was made by me.” Margot’s father patted her on her shoulder. “Anyways,” William continued. He told the whole story up until the part when the class let her out. The one part that struck Margot was when William said that she locked herself…

to the ongoing conversation. Sometimes, experimentation with writing happens as writers feel the need to, maybe not say something completely new, but to say it in an innovative way. This is how new genres, such as American fabulism, are born, coming out of comparable stories like “The Man in the Woods” by Shirley Jackson and “The Summer People” by Kelly Link. There are many distinguishable features belonging to fabulist stories, so many that not all of them could be named, and Jackson and Link…

me being arrested and taken to the Polk County Jail. I learned that by making the right choices I will never end up taking two steps back again. It was almost midnight on a hot July weekend and my brothers and I were out past our curfew; and the only thing that’s out at that time of night is trouble. We were young and wild and used to doing…

Jade 's POV "Shut the hell up you stupid bitch! I told you not to talk!" Derek, my step-father, screamed into my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "I-I 'm s-sorry" I stuttered backing away from him. SLAP! I was on the ground in a second, I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. "Go get me a beer" he said and went and turned on the TV. I walk to the fridge and grabbed his beer and went and gave it to him. "Now get out of my sight, I don 't want to have to look at your ugly face…