Staring

(which exploded into bloody shards of bone), I pulled back for a right hook to the face: it landed easily and he crumpled at my feet. The crowd cheered for me and I felt the passion for power that Linus had mentioned. Linus? Who? There he stood staring at me, clapping his hands. The arena had disappeared. We were in the alley. The boxer was again a bum. Bleeding and unconscious. And Linus clapping, clapping over and over again, drilling his approval into my brain. “Knew you had it in you,…

Six Flags Last year I decided to go to Mozzeria for my deaf event, and this year I knew that I wanted to do something different. When I heard that Six Flags was devoting a day for the deaf, I marked my calendar because I figured it would be different than the typical restaurant scene. The only problem was that I didn’t want to go alone, and I knew that my mom and sister wouldn’t want to go. I asked Alex if he wanted to go with me and he said he would have to see, he texted me later and said…

The Rogue of Maycomb Subconsciously human’s conjures up a depiction of what is otherwise the unknown. Could be that the unknown is the embodiment of innocence but one will convince himself otherwise. Innocence is the lack of guilt or wrongdoing and thus is synonymous with Mockingbirds, who bring no harm to society rather sing their hearts out for anyone lucky enough to listen. In Harper lee’s, To kill A Mockingbird, the quiet and small town of Maycomb seems to constantly with rumors about a…

in the bedroom, the narrator becomes increasingly obsessed with the yellow wallpaper to the point that it consumes her. In the beginning she is revolted by the wallpaper because of its disgusting color and the unique designs. After a few weeks of staring at the wallpaper, she begins to see the multiple personalities that it has. She writes in her…

Brave New World Essay Brave New World, written by Aldous Huxley, is a dystopian novel that illustrates what the world would transform into if people were to eliminate individuality, emotion, and thinking to create a society that could be considered “stable.” A new world was constructed that used technology to create people that became mindless, but were able to finally form what was believed to be a stable society. In a world that lacks emotion, individuality, and freedom to truly think, people…

nothing to talk to him at that day. However, my cousin thought that I was having mood swing, and looked grumpy. Definitely, I was not having mood swing, or grumpy, however, my body movements, which was staring window without saying anything, made him feel I was sullen. Even though I was just staring at the window with decent mood, closed posture could bring misunderstanding in…

The Calm Before the Storm Calm. The calm before the storm. The moment before everything changes. The dark storm clouds gathered up in the distance as the sky grew darker and darker and darker. The temperatures dropped, and the air suddenly became still as though commanded by a higher power to do so. An eerie feeling swept across the entire Gulf Coast - the entire country - as people anxiously and silently waited for the coming of Katrina. August 29, 2005 - the day that changed everything.…

Horror, the genre that gives many nightmares while giving others pleasure. Horror is the genre of literature which focuses on targeting the fears of the audience. However, horror without any conflict and without any tension would simply be words. Conflict is the device which many writers use to depict the two opposing forces in the story. On the other hand, there is tension which is the device in charge of building the conflict until the climax and resolutions of the story are not reached. An…

her lonesome. The letter A was broadcasted on her chest for the whole town to commiserate over. Hawthorne says ¨staring with wide-open eyes at the scarlet letter, which, being a newcomer in the country, he had never seen before¨(95). The reaction that the governor's most recent servant has upon seeing the scarlet letter for the first time was common for Hester Prynne. Constant staring assumably was a daily reminder of her sin but the never ending whispers and side glances overwhelming her…

Sweaty palms, a racing heart, and a mind occupied with doubt were rushing through me as I sat in a room full of complete and total strangers. These strangers happened to be thirty wide-eyed children who were staring up at me with admiration and utter awe. I was from America. Yes, this may seem completely normal, but to the thirty South African children, America represented so much more than just a country on the other side of the world. America represented hope. A type of hope that gave them the…