Who Are You

and a desire to leave his family without the burden of financial debt we can develop empathy for others who may be in the same situation. Breaking Bad feels deeply rooted in reality. Its likely viewers know someone who's struggling to keep food on their family's table, or has insurance that doesn't cover as much as they need them to. Through developing an attachment to Walter White, it makes it easier…

the rim. “Do you realize how many people are here? There are people here that I’ve never even talked to before, how did they all get in?” she continues, practically yelling in my ear. “Well you know Jay, all he cares about is his party reputation. He’s lucky that he can play football, if not he’d be kicked out of school in a heartbeat.” I roll my eyes. Jay is one of those guys who is just looking to get in trouble. He likes to be the…

possibly thirty or so years old, with solid black well maintained hair, and a wide mouth from which he spoke again. "Who might you be?" The man inquired standing before me, his query drawing the attention of most of the individuals within the room. "This letter arrived four days ago?" I responded presenting the summons for David McNeil, the favored…

Denis Hale Johnson is an American writer.Told in the first person, “Emergency” begins when the narrator has a break in his emergency room job at an Iowa City hospital, so he goes searching for his friend Georgie, an emergency room orderly who often steals drugs from the hospital. One of the main characters is Gorgie and he helps us realize Without irony and the ability to see more than we would want to while reading about Georgie, we would never see the true meaning behind Emergencies really…

He tried to come in and we had to push him back out. I asked him "Who are you? Why are you harassing us?" The man did not respond so I asked him again, “Who are you? And why are you harassing us?" His response really freaked me out. He replied, “I am Bobo. I am running from the police and need you to hide me in your house?" "No!" we both screamed as we slammed the door in his face. We then heard sirens in the distance that sounded like they were getting closer. Looking out the window, I noticed…

now, however, a door was begging to open. “Kousei! Hey! Watari and I wanna say hi and hang out- open the door!” The boy, Kousei, sighed once again before answering the door for his friends. “Hey Tsubaki, hey Watari, why are you two here?” “I wanted to hang out and Watari said that he didn’t have anything else to do, so I dragged him over,” the small girl at the door said, a large grin plastered onto her face as her eyes sparkled. “Not true, I came because I wanted to,” the other friend, Watari,…

Son “Okay. Okay. But I can’t call you Son. ‘Hi, Son. Come here, Son.’ I sound like a grandmother. Give me something else.” “You pick.” “Okay. I will. Let’s see. I need something that fits. I know. I’ll ask you a question – a question I want to ask anyway and the best name will fit right in. Here I go. ‘Why did you have to leave Eloe on the run, leave so fast you couldn’t go to Frisco’s funeral, uh, uh, Phil?’ That’s good. That’s Anglicized French for son.” -Jadine and Son, Tar…

black eyes peering through holes of the costumes gave no clue as to who the kid was. I’m pretty sure he goes to my school, because there is only one middle school in my whole city. The person is also the height of an average middle schooler. The juvenile is also really thin, like a paper. The costume that he is wearing is very loose, and just flows in the wind on him. The next day, the same kid came to school wearing the same outfit as last night. As I saw the mysterious individual in the…

“You know jungle juice,” Adil said, after not getting a reaction out of Michael. “They get a large container and fill it with some cheap juice or fruit punch, then pour a bottle of this stuff in it. Gets the whole room lit up for like twenty bucks. It’s the only way people can handle this stuff.” Michael picked up the bottle and spun off the cap. He then took a long belt from it with not so much as even flinching. “Whoa,” Adil said, astonished. “I guess a big guy like you does need to water it…

“bitter” in the poem because the father retained injuries while working hard and trying to provide for his family. The imagery of the fathers appearance helps to develop the “bitter” in the poems bittersweet tone. The poem’s imagery develops its bittersweet tone through the fathers actions. The fathers actions represents the “bitter” in the poem. One example of this imagery is “The whiskey on your breath”(line 1). This line represents that the father has been drinking. It is a “bitter” part in…