“ The Unforgivable Act” Ten o’clock comes and goes, and the only person I have talked to is that policeman. I am standing here in the door of this old hardware store in disbelief that the appointment my friend, Jimmy Wells, and I made has just been broken. Just then,I see a plain clothes man walking toward me. “Is that you, Jimmy?” I asked in an excited tone. “Bob?”Jimmy Wells replies, and with that my body fills with excitement. We begin to walk down the sidewalk, talking about how we made…
Corbyn recovered from the first blow another came to his back. He let out a yelp and fell back down. On the ground he grabbed the lantern. Desperately, he swung out and stuck the old man’s face. The traveller hid his face but did not fall. Instead he looked back at the cowering man. He looked back with his true face green and tentacled. “What manner of creature are you?” Corbyn yelled. “I am no simple creature boy, neither am I a man,” he replied his voice, no longer human. Will one more…
the uses of symbols, Golding expresses how the children in Lord of the Flies release their inner savagery and turn a civilized society into utter chaos. Three symbols that represent political allegory are the conch, face paint, and Jack. The conch represents power and democracy. The face paint shows the dominance of the hunters over the rest of the group. Jack represents dictatorship and dominance over others. Through these 3 symbols, Golding proves that power and authority can lead to bad…
& Michael, S.D., 1998). To provide a brief history of facial reconstruction, some key milestones must be outlined. Wilheim was the first to attempt to reconstruct a human face by using reference points of facial tissues depths he gathered from examining cadavers (Nelson, L.A. & Michael, S.D., 1998). This use of soft tissue depths as a measure to base the characteristics of a facial dimensions is still practiced in ongoing…
The same faces I saw every day at my school were not the people I truly bonded with. It was my brother, my father, and my mother. I could almost hear the slow wind outside. It reminded me I was to go away so soon. I looked at those around me. I realized they were not silent because of embarrassment or not knowing what to say, but rather because they knew exactly what to say. That became my favorite moment throughout the entirety of the war. Suddenly, I was back. Back to new faces in the…
they are used to. They make it seem like the person that is different is the monster, but it is themselves since they treat each other cruelly. In The Monster by Stephen Crane, Henry Johnson is viewed as the monster because he got his face severely burned. His face got burned from saving little Jimmy Trescott, from a burning house, now the town’s people see him as a hideously dangerous monster that no one wants to be around. Although Henry Johnson is known and treated as the monster in the story…
Deep in the forest there was a bunny’s burrow, her name was Wendy. Three miles away there was a fox’s hut, his name was Brad. The Wendy’s biggest fear was coming face to face with a fox. One day the Wendy’s fear was going to come and she didn’t know it. It was a nice sunny day, you could hear the birds chirping. Anyway Brad was going for a walk and all of the sudden he saw a Wendy. He looked at his stomach and it growled. “Lunch time!” he thought to himself. Brad was so hungry he could eat a…
“No! You can not come with!” Brody shouted angrily stomping his foot. “ But you get to go, and all my friends are going.” Ella pleaded. “ Woah, woah, woah. Whats all the shouting for? World peace remember?” Billy said calmly as he gave small gestures that looked like minny air high fives to the ground. “ Sorry Papa,” Ella shamefully said as she looked at the ground. “ But it’s ‘cause Brody won’t take me to the party with him.” Okay. You may be confused, but let me sum it up for ya. Ella is…
help you put that girl stuff on your face..." insisted Jude as they had a frivolous grin on their face. Scarlet accepted Jude's offer, Jude has smeared lipstick and Midnight Black eyeshadow all over Scarlet's face. "I nailed it! I'm so great and awesome!" said Jude. Jude salivated and choked with laughter. "Judy! What have you done to my face?!" hissed Scarlet "Nothing, I just painted a war on your face." Scarlet gently touches the mess Jude made on her face. "You'll pay for this!"…
When Jack Ultor walked into class that day something was a little bit off. Of course, something was always a little bit off with Jack, but this, this was different. His dark brown hair was cut in the same jagged way as usual, as though someone had taken a dull knife to it. The only things that were a darker blue than his eyes were the bags under them. A grease stain was smeared across his left cheek and ink splotches covered his hands. All his little scars were in the same places. There were too…