Rahul Bagga
Ms. Pryor
AP English Language, Period 5
02 March 2016
Fear
The boy reached for his blanket and covered half of his face in fear. The footsteps continued, getting louder every step. “It’s just mom and dad” he told himself. “No need to worry.” Footsteps were heard getting closer and closer to his room door. LOUD but slow, fear was uprising into the young boy’s heart. Suddenly they stopped and started going away.
Scared the boy gets out of his bed and enters a dark hallway in his home. The sounds of the crickets and the rats in the attic seem to exemplify as he starts to get closer to this man. This man in front of his parent’s room had with him two trash bags and a huge machete on his back. But when the boy takes his first steps toward the man, the man stops, noticing movement behind him and quickly proceeds entering the room.
The light of his parent’s room had
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Swinging his machete around and around. Destroying anything in its path. The man seemed to get faster and faster every time he swung his machete. “Come here you little kid. I’m going to kill you like I did to your stupid parents! I am not done yet! Don’t ever come into this room ever again or you will turn out like your parents. DEAD! Leave now or I will rip your limbs apart!”
The man appeared to be hurt from the knife to the head earlier, blood everywhere, surrounded by body bags. Still recovering from the hit to the head, he fell on his knees. Full of fear, John felt like he was paralyzed because he could not move. Finally after a few seconds he realizes he has to tell someone in order for him to survive from the crazy killer. He remembers seeing a Police station nearby and decides to go there and tell them the dilemma he is in.
Running out of the house, he sprinted over to nearest police station. Knocking on the door, he cleaned the blood off himself, hoping to not seem crazy and obviously fearful. An officer
The window slowly creaked open, a soft wind blew into the small room. The sound of light breathing came from under the sheets were a young boy slept, oblivious to the happenings that night. Soft footsteps hit the floor, the smell of old toys and new bed sheets wafted out of the room, hitting two men crouched down by the bed. A hand reached up, gingerly touching the boy.
It all began with a simple phone call one night after dinner. “Joe,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jackie and she sounds upset .” As I came down stairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Jackie.
This man portrays a sad, non-confident, scared life as we can see on the lines 1 to 3. We experience first hand the lack of control, the terrorizing feelings this door holds for this child:
Usually, their home is silent, but when one day the narrator suddenly hears something inside another part of the house, the siblings escape to a smaller section, locked behind a solid oak door. In the intervening days, they become frightened and solemn; on the one hand noting that there is less housecleaning, but regretting that the interlopers have prevented them from retrieving many of their personal belongings. All the while, they can occasionally hear noises from the other
When the two-year old male arrived, he was very shy and made little contact with those who were surrounding him. The only eye contact that he made was with his grandmother. He said no more than “hey” to those in the room as he covered his face in the bosom of his grandmother. After about thirty-five minutes of being at what appeared to be a strange place to the young child, he slowly eased away from the warmth of his grandmother and began to explore the surrounding area, which was the backyard. At first, the child d not get any further than twenty feet from his grandmother for no more than
At quarter till midnight, I heard Dad enter the house through the front door, which was unusual. A kitchen chair scraped back and footsteps could be heard. Mom must’ve stood up. “Never bring another child of mine into that killing place. I won’t allow my children to work in that mine.
John wants to prove that he is innocent and the justice system (Pre Crime) is corrupt. He goes to a person he knows to get different eyes to enter Pre
John heard gunshots so he ran downstairs and he saw his grandparents lying on The ground. ” Grandma, grandpa!” he called 911. “This is an emergency come quickly, as quick as you can!” John was really upset he couldn’t wait so he ran away from home.
One boy stared at the sharp point of metal with wide eyes before he was grabbed by his mother and pulled inside the nearest house, the whole street becoming virtually deserted apart from the odd pair of eyes peeking through cracks in the window shutters. The figure continued to stalk down the alley, the emptiness allowing their footsteps to click against the cobbled
“The room was silent. His heart pounded the way it had on their first night together, the way it still did when he woke at a noise in the darkness and waited to hear it again - the sound of someone moving through the house, a stranger.”(4)
He fell into immediate shock staring down at his pants drenched with his own blood. He let out a soft scream as he collapsed on the
The first two steps out of his apartment door and they started again. The stares. The murmurs. Crumbling, breaking, hurting, the man promptly gave in, and practically ran back into his room, to his window, to his
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A shirt slipped over his head, BA quickly put on his sweats and headed out the door. Not heading for the car, he figured running the three blocks would be faster. When they arrived, police cars surrounded the place. An officer recognized the couple and motioned to come upstairs. In the apartment the crime scene people were already at work doing their thing.
When Enoch return home from school that day, he finds himself all alone in the big empty house. On the one hand it is the biggest dream to be alone home for an 8-year-old boy, but on the other hand it can provoke fear. He kept thinking that they would be back in any minute, but they didn’t come so he had to stay all night in the house alone.