Small Faces

had no room for her in the wagon, honey. We'll get you another one when we get to our new home.” How do I tell her the truth? "When? I want her now!" "I don't know when, Cassie. Soon I hope." Glancing at her husband, Effird, she saw a big bovine face un-marked by any intellectual function.…

that she has imagined that. Secondly, she seemed to be on that somebody’s lap, and that they had their not-combing arm securely wrapped around her. Alex slowly opened her eyes taking in her immediate surroundings. It would seem that she was in a small in-ground pool, in what looked to be a cave. The cave was quite beautiful really, the walls were made of crystals that glimmered and sparkled in every shade of blue purple and green.…

don’t you let them in dear? Penny, Mackenna, why don’t you come in.” Anna blinked once or twice before she could clearly see the person that was in front of her. This was Mackenna, a girl she just so happens to meet during her arrival. To think one small phrase could make fate decided to bring her back into my life. How would that girl get her back she wondered, would she get her back just like those other girls back in…

only continue to grow. The European Union has been the second largest group of nations to offer asylum to Syrian refugees, specifically German and Sweden taking in the most. Despite the numerous countries offering aide, the lives of these refugees face daily struggles. From overcrowding to harassment from local people, these refugees must learn to adapt to a new country and a new way of life. The conditions surrounding…

then continued, “We—we—we’re wasting time.” He ran a hand down his freckled face. “Ugh, fine. But you tell me when you can’t go on, got it?” Snapping was a thing he did when he gave up, a sign of defiance against the idiot who dared prove him wrong, so when it was directed at her, Lydia couldn’t have been more ecstatic. They circled their land’s perimeter; each knew it like the back of their hand. Back when she was small enough to carry, Isaac would set her up on his shoulders and take her…

Many people fear death at the back of their mind, unconsciously dwelling over the surreal fact that they would have to come face to face with it some day, yet most do not bring themselves to explore it completely until it lurks in the corner or appears on their doorstep. The sonnet “And You as Well Must Die, Beloved Dust” and the dramatic monologue “Identification”, explores the concept of death and how each writer comes to grips with it. Both poems express reactions to the inevitable nature of…

walking through the alleyway passed curfew the soldiers could easily persecute them on the spot. " Where were you? We must leave now, " Hazik ordered. Hazik had a stubble beard and long hair " Do you have the plan set? ", Ma questioned. The small room seemed to echo our quiet whispers so easily, an uneasy feeling went through Esther's guts as they kept on talking. "Yes, " Hazik answered. "Let's start moving, if we stay any longer the bigger the chance the wardens will catch up to us,…

standing in front of us with a smile in his face. We just nodded and at that moment it hit me that it wasn 't just him and me, there were many people standing around us. Warm familiar faces, some were smiling, some were tearing up and some were looking at their attire. As the judge finished up with the sentence i now pronounce you man and wife I started to tear up, it just felt so magical. "You may now kiss the bride," came out of the judges ' smiling face. My husband wasted no time, he…

started to coat my floor. The uniform was too broad for my shoulders, and bulky compared to my small figure, however I still wore it to show my loyalty. “Oh Aldrik! Time is ticking!”, mutter said as she rushed…

How do poets Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon present their ideas of war in their poems, Exposure and Does It Matter? Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon are two famous war time poets, who conveyed their first-hand experiences of war through the form of poems to enlighten people towards the reality of war, as shown in “Exposure” and “Does It Matter?”. Exposure is an emotionally powerful poem that expresses the reality of the brutal weather conditions that were endured by the soldiers in the…