The Wrong Road

which conforms, the inward life that questions.” In the novel, she lived her life outwardly as though she was comfortable and filled with happiness however, inwardly she was confused. Like Edna, Sal Paradise, main character of Jack Kerouac’s On the Road felt confused with how his life was turning out. Sal was living a mundane life until Dean Moriarty turned his apathetic emotions into the love for adventure. Dean was a poor con–man who just ran around from one city to the next, wrecking whatever…

Two Sides of Compassion “Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them, humanity cannot survive.” -Dalai Lama XIV. In this dystopian novel, The Road by Cormac McCarthy, a father and his son must make their way along an abandoned road to arrive at the coast, where there was hope for survival. The idea of survival in the novel exemplifies the different forms of compassion an individual is able to take, ultimately portraying that innocence is the fundamental source to pure…

driving around them. I wish to share information that could be beneficial to the audiences driving habits, and then go over how it can applied in our everyday driving. Present Problem Around 1.3 million people die annually in automobile crashes "Road Crash Statistics". This number is far too high, and a major contributing factor is inconsiderate driving habits amongst the majority of the population. I wish to discuss information…

It was December 16th, and the day was bright and warm. This was the last day of the month that Emily and her friends could share in the warm sun. They figured that they should go down to the lake and have themselves good time, before time runs out. Emily, Jack, Mason, and Lucille walked barefoot through the woods in hopes of getting to the lake earlier than everyone else that morning. All was quiet in the shady woods, at least until Mason shrieked out in agony. “Aaaghhh!” cried Mason. “I stepped…

With the music blasting Jake, Dante and I all have a good time. The wind comes in through the window and just riding in the car on the open road feels refreshing.The music stops playing and I look over to admire a huge mountain. I ask my friend Jake about the mountain. I ask him because he comes up to Jackson Hole all the time with his family. I learn that the mountain called The Sleeping Indian stood at 11,000 feet above sea level. I ask how it got the name. My friend Jake responded saying…

Once we had crossed the street and arrived at the park, Sophia lit up with Glee. She pulled tighter on the leash rushing me to walk faster. As we walked to the pathway entrance, My dad and I had noticed a large metal fence blocking the used-to-be parking lot all the way down to the children's park. We had not seen any workers to ask what they are doing, so we continued with the walk. There were a lot of walkers in Franklin Park. Their clothes varied from sweat pants and sweaters to…

The Road by Cormac McCarthy is a story of a father and his son and their journey through the desolate wasteland of what we assume to be America. We follow their story in this extinct Earth of a land filled of grim outcomes, ashen landscapes, and the devoid of living animals and vegetation. The father and son are presented as the “good guys” who carry the fire. Most of their human encounters are survivors who have turned to cannibalism and scavengers who are only concerned with their…

INTRODUCTORY PARAGRAPH Robert Frost, a well-known poet, once wrote, “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by…”. When walking alone through the woods, it may be easy to decide about which path to travel. However, when one is traversing with others, it becomes difficult to stray from the pack. Peer pressure is very similar for teenagers: it often causes an emotional response as teens try to fit in with those around them, moreover, in these situations decision-making…

Come crossroads in human minds, from here it is your story. Decide if you will, what to believe, a barrier to rest upon as the pages slowly turn, and the end draws nigh. Finality lies ahead, but it is not written in the stars, it is like sand in time, particles shifting across shadowed plains of unseen potential. We must be blind, and in this blindness, justify what we feel before us. Please, you needn't deny yourself. As the car drove down the highway, veering sharply at each slight turn,…

One wrong move I thought and I become dead meat for the ocean animals to feed on. I swiftly rode to the safe part of the cliff . I was so happy I got a new bike, it best one I have ever had. It made me look good at bike riding eve though I was the worst there…