The Hills Have Eyes

develop the mere capacity to produce vulnerability in my music, but becoming complacent with it was the most difficult yet most imperative part of my journey as a musician. This comfortability rooted from my first dance class. Shy of “judgmental” eyes, I refused to add style and focused on the steps. Over time, however, the flow of music and the energy of the people around me strengthened my confidence and allowed me to let loose as long as I was following the instructor. Soon, I began to learn…

Excited, nervous, and ready for this new adventure to make my first visit to Poplar Hill Farm, in Jefferson County, Mississippi. Who knew that this place in the backwoods of Jefferson County and I would have a love affair and that in a few years I would be asked to collaborate on a research project for the Poplar Hill School. Armed with hundreds of questions, anticipation and youthful curiosity, I was ready for this journey into the past. Open and receptive to all the stories, they were…

People have always wondered about the school on The Hill of the Blue Moon. No human would dare ever set foot on the road that leads to the school. People of the village of Moonlight would see a black carriage pass into town and go up the hill. They would see a man with skin white as snow and eyes as red as blood and if you saw his whole face you would see that he has a black eye patch on his right eye. His hair was also white it would be in a long braid that is draped over his left shoulder. He…

“‘I have a dream that one day the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood’” Martin Luther King Jr. 12.5 million African’s were captured and sent to America, only 10.7 million survived the trip. Half of those who were captured fought for their freedom and weren’t successful. At the age of eleven she was captured, sold into slavery, abused, raped and forced to grow up too fast. Through the eyes…

“Because you kick ass.” I divulged. Delighted with what I stated, she sportively agreed. Slowly, the hill encompassed us; nevertheless, I began babbling to myself and to her if she bothered to listen. “Slow incline, quick decline.” Over and over I repeated constantly. Swiftly, she caught on; she kept pace with me the whole way. The intensity of the hill was of a considerable potency; therefore, I felt it would never end. The steep and slanted ground created a predicament for…

saying, “Withdraw and a severe chastisement, remain and undergo day after day, in the camp.” If I leave and fail to escape, it will be the demise of me. I can’t bear to think about Marvin and mother, the penalty they will grant them… but I have to at least try. I clutch a dejected sack filled with food, water, and a gentle sleek blanket. “Goodbye mother, Goodbye Marvin,” I whisper so quietly, I feel as if the words barely escape my lips. My dry, thin, shriveled lips. I plait my…

drinking hot coco and getting all of my snow gear on for the day ahead. I look out side and I swear it looked like the snow was dancing in the wind. Today was my favorite day of the year. It was the annual sledding competition down my grandmothers hill. As I was getting bundled up I said hi to everyone and was making small talk about how excited I was until, I saw my older brother William. Now, Will has always been the talk of the competition as how he almost one last year against my Uncle…

Skiing has been a huge part of my life. Ever since I was young, I would always venture out to the mountains and go skiing. What makes skiing a lot of fun is the environment you get to be apart of. Every hill you go up to, there's always a new surrounding you get to interact with. Aside from the environment, one of the primary reasons I love skiing is because I am able to compete against others for the fastest time by completing a course. So, when I was in middle school, I signed up for the ski…

How does Hill convey Kingshaw’s rising terror in this extract? – I’m the King of the Castle Pages 30-31 In the extract, Kingshaw is being attacked by a crow and the author’s aim is to get the reader to feel pressurized and nervous along with the boy. Kingshaw also seems very nervous before he even sees the crow, as Hill wrote “he ought not to damage anymore. He ought to go back”. This also has an effect on the reader because they want to connect with Kingshaw and they can already feel that the…

she changed her mind. I immediately jumped on my bike and headed up the steep hill to my friend’s house. I maneuvered my way up the hill, avoiding as many pot-holes as possible, until after what had seemed like hours, I finally reached the top. I greeted my friend and we began to talk. After about five minutes, we decided that we would bike into town for a morning snack. We then hopped on our bikes and started for the hill.…