Trapped in the Darkness
It's dark, indescribably dark. Usually there's moonlight, artificial
light, starlight, something, but not here; there's nothing. I try to
move, but I am restrained. I listen, but I hear nothing. I smell but I
smell only something clinical. If it wasn't for my heart pounding and
my lungs racing to catch up, I might imagine I am dreaming, but I'm
not. I'm not!
I fearfully reach out with my right hand and, afraid of what I might
find, I try to resist the temptation to clench my fist. With each
centimetre I stretch comes a new level of terror. I reach further and
further, shivering in anticipation of what I might find. Shivering
allows me to feel the clothes I'm wearing and bringing with it the
frightening realisation that I'm not wearing the jeans and shirt I was
last night. I'm dressed in something quite different.
I bring my hand back, from its outward reach, to touch my waist: it
feels like a jacket. I slide it up to my neck. I feel fabric: it's a
bowtie. I'm in a suit. I rarely wear suits. Reluctantly I force my
hand to resume its search for a clue to where I am. It's an
unspeakable dread, not to know what I might find. I reach out my hand.
Thud. It hits something. I hesitantly stroke the face of the object
that it met. I reach out in another direction. Thud. And then I reach
out in another. Thud. Increasingly alarmed by this feeling of being
trapped I rub the surfaces with my hand, hoping they will yield some
clue to my situation. I feel all around me, but it's futile. My sense
of desperation mounts.
Realising that senses alone won't help me I try to remember what I did
last night. It was my bi...
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...ain. There is a slight jolt and I'm stationary. Thank God! There's a
low hum, like the hum of machinery, and I'm moving again, but not
rocking this time. This time the movement seems quite linear, and as I
begin to relax…
There is a roar, like the roar of a furnace which causes my heart to
quicken, my lungs to race and my mind to panic. Tiring of this
torture, I just want it to end. It's hot. My God it's hot! I begin to
perspire; the air thins and I gasp for oxygen. My feet blaze, and
suddenly I realise that this is no nightmare; this is no illusion. I
scream in agony. Aware of the inferno approaching my feet, I start to
convulse, fitting in a futile effort to break free from my constraint.
Flames rupture the coffin that restrains me, and the foul smell of
burning flesh is masked by the inevitability of death.
Night by Elie Wiesel and First They Came for the Jew by Martin Niemoller both show two perspectives of people throughout the Holocaust. The poem by Niemoller is about him staying silent to survive because the people they were coming for where not his people he shows this by saying “I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.” The book by Wiesel talks about just staying alive because he knew his chances of living were not great but pushing through as he says in this quote “I could have gathered all my strength to break rank and throw myself into the barbed wire.” As stated in both quotes both Night and First They Came for the Jews share the theme of survival. Even though what they had to do to survive is different Niemoller has to stay quiet to survive, but Wiesel has to do much more then just stay silent even though he must do that too.
The book Night is about the holocaust as experienced by Elie Weisel from inside the concentration camps. During World War II millions of innocent Jews were taken from their homes to concentration camps, resulting in the deaths of 6 million people. There were many methods of survival for the prisoners of the holocaust during World War II. In the book Night, there were three main modes of survival, faith, family, and food. From the examples in the book Night, faith proved to be the most successful in helping people survive the holocaust.
11 million people were killed during the holocaust, prison camps, prisoners were forced to do hard physical labor. Torture and death within concentration camps were common and frequent. In the documentary The Stanford Prison Experiment twenty-four male students out of seventy-five were selected to take on randomly assigned roles of prisoners and guards in a mock prison as an example of unexpected effects that can occur when phycological experiments into human nature are shown. The novel "Night" demonstrates as well how powerful a few people can be by Elie's experience of the Jews in the camps and the soldiers showed nothing resembling consideration for any of the people in the camps. Both the documentary and the novel convey the notion of mans inhumanity against man by the roles of each person and how unfairly of the
How can inhumanity be used to make one suffer? The book Night by Elie Wiesel is about a young Jewish boy named Elie who struggles to survive in Auschwitz, a concentration camp during the Holocaust. Throughout the memoir, there are many instances where inhumanity is portrayed. The theme seen in this novel is inhumanity through discrimination, fear, and survival.
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Night by Elie Wiesel is the captivating story of Wiesels childhood, which was spent behind the barbed wire and endless suffering of World War Two concentration camps. Elies journey through concentration camps rob him of his faith in God and expose him to the deepest inhumanity of which man is capable. Despite this exposure Wiesel maintains his devotion to his father. People relate the night to evil, darkness, and the unknown. To the prisoners of the concentration camps life was like a ceaseless night. Thus explains Wiesels choice of the word for his title. According to creationism there was darkness before there was light. "Now the Earth was astonishingly empty, and darkness was on the face of the deep... And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. And God saw the light that it was good, and God separated between the light and between the darkness." Night is when the most significant parts of the story transpire. Once the Prisoners are in the camp they have a longing for darkness, for night. Which is really a longing for death.-Need to make into one sentence.
Elie Wiesel writes about his personal experience of the Holocaust in his memoir, Night. He is a Jewish man who is sent to a concentration camp, controlled by an infamous dictator, Hitler. Elie is stripped away everything that belongs to him. All that he has worked for in his life is taken away from him instantly. He is even separated from his mother and sister. On the other side of this he is fortunate to survive and tell his story. He describes the immense cruel treatment that he receives from the Nazis. Even after all of the brutal treatment and atrocities he experiences he does not hate the world and everything in it, along with not becoming a brute.
...weak, when their echoes fade, and in that moment, I will awake to a dark, empty silence. And the silence will be deafening.
In the book Night written by Elie Wiesel, the main character Eliezer faces the torments of the Holocaust. The author uses night and eyes to represent Eliezer’s struggle against evil. Eliezer and the other character in this novel first fought against evil as shown by the motif of eyes, but as the story proceeds they give in to the forces of evil to protect themselves as shown by the motif of night.
is an exposure of Belgian methods in the Congo, which at least for a good
I can feel my nerves tingling like they’re being stroked with the blade of a sharpened knife.
President Roosevelt once observed, “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” Nevertheless, people need fear, people love fear and people fear fear for multiple reasons. It fuels society and its decisions in ways that people do not realize. In fact, fear is one of the strongest and most influential emotions people experience. One’s perspective of fear might be vastly different from another, since it provides a unique experience for each human being. Nonetheless, fear, the emotion of darkness, is a weapon that cannot only be used against people by others, but be an obstacle one faces within one’s self.
The roar of the people surrounding me is like being right behind the jet of
Torture is the process of inflicting pain upon other people in order to force them to say something against their own will. The word “torture” comes from the Latin word “torquere,” which means to twist. Torture can not only be psychologically but mentally painful. Before the Enlightenment, it was perfectly legal to torture individuals but nowadays, it is illegal to torture anyone under any circumstances. In this essay, I will demonstrate why torture should never acceptable, not matter the condition.
Suddenly, an oily breeze blew in a faint rumbling sound. Slowly, the roars that started dim and faint grew louder and more gigantic. I slumped down staring to the skies helplessly trying to cling to the mud with a weak grasp. The wind swiftly howled ferociously. I felt the sound coming from my eyes.Responsively, I tilted my head to the side away from the wind. My face pinched in anguish feeling the p...