Right after Roman said these words, a voice spoke from behind the shadows, "I know of a way to help him, but I don't plan on telling you three." Immediately, the three sides turned their heads to see what appeared to be a black silhouette emerging from the darkness behind the group. What the sides thought they saw was no silhouette, but a new side, one they haven't seen or met before. The new side that stood before them was dressed in all black, from head to toe. Smudged black eyeshadow covered the bags under his eyes. He looked to be shorter and younger than the rest, almost like an older teen going through an emo phase. He basically was the human embodiment of a My Chemical Romance album. Instinctively, Logan cried out to the mysterious side "Who are you? What are you doing to Thomas?"As a result, the dark side replied with" Relax guys, I'm one of you...well now I am of course. You guys can call me Anxiety. Nice to meet you all."A touch of sarcasm could be heard of his last sentence. Anxiety then continued his rude remarks,"I'm just going to be blunt about this but...you all suck at helping Thomas calm down...so if everyone please leave so that I can do my job of actually helping him."Instantly, Roman shouted back "You come here out of nowhere, insult our care-taking abilities of Thomas, then expect us to leave Thomas...alone...with you...someone, who should I remind, we just met seconds ago." "Look you guys either leave or Thomas here get worse" Anxiety remarked back at Prince's outburst. All four of the sides …show more content…
"Okay fine, but you better promise that you will truly help Thomas," Prince told Anxiety. "I pinky promise," Anxiety sarcastically said while sticking out his pinky finger. Prince was annoyed by his remark but didn't have time to comment on it, he had to leave. Prince, Logic, and Morality then went back into the living room leaving Thomas with
In many scenes, dark and opaque shadows are cast onto the faces of many characters. These heavy shadows are symbols used to emphasize the hidden emotions and true self of Charles Foster Kane. Shadows prove to be mysterious in the way that they hide things from the light. In the film, the “light” is the truth about Charles, and shadows symbolize the fact that people can never fully understand the thoughts that make a man who he is. For example, Thompson spends the entire movie searching for the meaning of Kane’s life. However, Welles never exposes the face of Thompson, leaving him in the shadows for the entire movie. This is symbolic of the fact that people are in the dark when it comes to understanding the lives of others. It is impossible to truly know what a person feels on the inside, because everyone has unique past experiences that influence their lives. Charles Foster Kane is one of the most famous men in the whole world. In fact, when he died, he has one of the largest attendances at his funeral in history. Many people love Charles, yet no one was aware of the misery and agony that he feels inside, rooted in his lost childhood. The shadows used on the people around Kane and the people in his life symbolize the difficulty in interpreting the life and feelings of another
The silhouette is known as the Atlantic slave trade and Kara does not seem to shy from the pictures that are so to say pronographic to the viewer. Therefore, the message she wants to pass across is that slavery, racism, and sexual exploitation done on the black was real. She lets out the viewer think about the role they are playing in ignoring or supporting racism.
The deathly ringing of the clock resonated throughout the chambers and faded away like they always had. But this time, the festivities did not flare back to life, for the new figure had control over the attention of everyone. This unique figure was shrouded in a robe as black as a void that covered all of his body except for his face, which was concealed by a peculiar mask. Contrary to the darkness of the robes, the lean mask was a pure, ghostly white with two blood red, curved lines, thicker at the top of the mask and thinner towards the bottom, through the eyes which were void holes. The air around him was cold and stale, like death lingered around him, waiting for its next victim. From the outskirts of the crowd, he moved in closer to the revelers, with each step echoing unnaturally loud. People shuffled away from him, afraid some terrible fate may befall them if they get close in proximity to him, as he strolled toward some unknown destination.
Suddenly, a group of armed people who Thomas can only call rescuers rush into the building and attack the Creators. The leader tells the Gladers they have no time to explain but asks them to follow him to a bus. Before he can get on, a crazed woman grabs Thomas and mentions the Flare, but she is dragged away. Thomas gets on the bus and the leader runs the woman over in cold blood. The Gladers are taken to dormitory where they are fed and are given a comfortable safe haven for the time being.
“I didn 't want it to be a big deal. However, it 's an alarming subject. Trying to be nonchalant about it just makes it weird for everyone.” After Allie seeks professional help, she feels as no one understands her. She then starts to show hate towards people and not a care about her image, she wears raggedy clothes and attitude towards people.The shadows in the drawings seem to only show on her as she is wearing a dirty hoody. While her friends look happy, and with shadows on the back of their heads as the light is shinning at their faces. The artist does a good job of showing us what is not being said.
The absence of any open spaces contributes to the figure’s composure and self-containment. The slight upward tilt of the head and the suggestion of an upward gaze of the eye give the impression of eagerness and alertness.
My literacy journey began long before I had actually learned how to read or write. While recently going through baby pictures with my mother, we came across a photo of my father and I book shopping on the Logos boat, a boat that would come to my island every year that was filled with books for our purchasing. Upon looking at this picture, my mother was quite nostalgic and explained how they began my journey to literacy through experiences like this. My earliest memory of experiencing literature was as a small child. My parents would read bedtime stories to me each night before I went to bed. I vividly remember us sitting on the bed together with this big book of “365 bedtime stories for 365 days” and we read one story each day until we had
"Don't do it, Tommy. Don't you bloody do it." + "Thomas knew he had no choice. He moved. Forward. He squeezed past the connecting rods at the last second and stepped into the maze" (110)
A thick plume of black smoke and ash hung in the air in a heavy haze, almost completely obscuring the lurid red glow of the waning sun. Below, a cloud of grey plaster dust twisted and writhed amid the sea of debris as intermittent eddies of wind gusted by.
I was talking to Thomas about our football game last night and then I heard something down the hall and so I turned around and I saw the Wolf Gang bullying someone so I went over there and said “Hey you guys get lost” “Hey kid are you alright “Yeah I’m fine My names Ricky, what’s
The man next to Duke Gashard spoke. “What can we do, they outnumber us. Their order has continually grown over the years. With the Black Visage’s disappearance, our orders’ members and their powers have withered and died. We were once powerful, but I fear we do not have the power we once
"Oh, I'm sure there was. It's not surprising at all that MI6 is chasing after ghosts," Blofeld said as he walked with the leader towards the entrance. "Oh, make sure our strongest prisoners are armed and very dangerous. I think I remember the armory being on the immediate left." The leader has a few of his men take the biggest convicts to the armory.
After returning the hug, Tom gently extricated himself from Booker’s hold. With a small smile, he took the dark-haired officer by the hand and gave his fingers a gentle squeeze. He knew what he was about to say would upset his lover, but having made up his mind, he felt the need to get it off his chest. “The only way I can do this is if I quit the force,” he revealed in a soft voice, a nervous tic twitching his lips. “I don’t want the newspapers reporting this, and they will if they know I’m a
There are many different types of events that shape who we are as writers and how we view literacy. Reading and writing is viewed as a chore among a number of people because of bad experiences they had when they were first starting to read and write. In my experience reading and writing has always been something to rejoice, not renounce, and that is because I have had positive memories about them.
Anamika…Anamika… Yes, this is my name…I was not able to come out from the shock… I was in stupor state and it slowly reached my ears “Anamika”. I was back to my world. He stared at me, like an alien is sitting next to him.