Chapter 1 I awoke slowly. I clutched at my head as I came to, opening my eyes groggily as I looked around at an unfamiliar setting. I am lying on a rocky plain, There are rock structures and floating rocks in the distance as far as I can see, no wildlife or plants of any kind. In the sky above me, there exists only an endless night sky of twinkling stars. Where am I? What is this place? How'd I get here? As I was contemplating this pain began pounding down onto my brain. ARRRGGHHH! The sudden rush of pain was too much for me to handle and I dropped to my knees. I cradled my head in my hands struggling to stay conscious. Another wave of pain hit and I could feel my brain throbbing.The pain gnawed on every nerve in my body. I could feel my brain about to turn into mush when I heard a voice I could tell was taking pleasure in my pain. YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE SMART, DIDN'T YOU? YOU CHALLENGED THE GODS AND LOST AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST REINCARNATE IN ANOTHER BODY AND TRY AGAIN? I'M AFRAID YOU'RE INCREDIBLY MISTAKEN. THERE ARE NO SECOND CHANCES, IT WAS A SMART MOVE GOING INTO THE BODY OF A MORTAL SO WE COULDN'T KILL YOU. I'LL GIVE THAT ONE TO YOU, BUT WHAT WE DID DO TO YOU IS SO MUCH WORSE. WE SEALED YOUR MEMORIES, ALL THE KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU'VE ACCUMULATED OVER THE CENTURIES, GONE. AND IF THAT WASN'T BAD ENOUGH WE ALSO BANISHED YOU …show more content…
Let's take a short break. It's been a few hours since I've been dropped off and all I can say is, I'm exhausted. I've been walking all day, and all I can say is, thank god there's no sun. Secondly I've been sifting through my memories, and as far as a I can tell the only memories I'm missing are the ones concerning combat my life before this place. Common things or how the world works I had no problem remembering. Lastly, everything in this freaking place looks the same! Just big black floating rocks,small black floating rocks, big black non-floating rocks,a house, small black non-floating… wait is that a
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
I could hear the car engines roaring to life, horns honk above me. Tiny footsteps echo throughout the tunnel as I leant up against a brick wall. The tunnel seemed to carry on forever like there was no ending. Yellow dimmed lights lead through the path of the tunnel. I tried to control my breathing which got heavier by the second.
From Their Perspective Racial discrimination in America has, unfortunately, persevered through the ages and still continues today. After the events of Pearl Harbor in 1941, Japanese American citizens were looked upon by their neighbors with disdain. Julie Otsuka’s short but impactful novel, When the Emperor was Divine, follows a Japanese family living in California and the lifestyle changes they followed during this time period. These changes include living in an internment camp and the effects of being away from home for so long, among other things. Otsuka uses a person versus society conflict in order to display the mistreatment Japanese Americans faced during WWII and how the Internment camps affected their lives.
The previous week they had performed the spell successfully. After contacting Mordred, Merlin and Morgana had arranged to meet him and Aglain, the leader of the druid camp, in the woods near a small waterfall, halfway between Camelot and the grave of Gorlois. Morgana always went on her annual pilgrimage to her father's tomb at this time of the year, at the end of spring.
The Story begins on a beach with three young children playing. Violet, 14, inventor; Klaus, 12, amateur researcher; and Sunny, baby, professional biter who has not totally developed speech. When they arrive to the beach it is a cloudy foggy overcast day. Violet is spending her time here skipping rocks, Klaus is studying tide pools and Sunny is just enjoying her time being at the beach with her older siblings. Even though it is not the greatest day in the world, the children are enjoying their time spent here at their favorite place. No other people are here on beach and this gives the children a place to be alone with their imagination. While playing a gentleman is approaching, but with the fog it scares the children because they cannot see who walks beneath the fog. As the figure gets closer they start to figure out who it is. The strange figure that lurked in the fog is Mr. Poe a friend of the family. Mr. Poe comes over to the children playing and explains to the children that their parents have perished in a fire that destroyed their home. Mr. Poe explains to the children that they will have to live with his family temporarily until he can figure out a plan as to where they will go.
My hands are tied with a roughly woven rope. The rope is cutting into my wrists, and blood is dropping down all over floor. I am trying to unbind my hands, but I can’t. Sweat is rolling down from all over my face. I am thirsty, too much thirsty. I am feeling my stomach is filled with small and hard stones. I notice a shiny reflection of glass. I looked at it, and the glass is filled with water. I am dragging myself to the glass. My pants are ripped, and knees are bleeding. Every single bone of my body is shouting with pain. The glass seems to be miles away from me. At last, I reached it. I am just going to take a sip of water, but somebody takes it away from
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
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.
It's dark, wind rustling through the trees made a howling noise. The leaves made a squishing noise, since it rained the day before, as he walked. His feet started getting wet from the water soaking in his shoes. As he kept walking, his shoes seemed to become wetter and heavier. He legs began to go numb from all the walking.
“They’re arguing about our sailing time,” replied Mark. “Specifically, why have we not departed already?” Other people added their voices to the argument, excitedly gesturing and complaining. Amos appeared crossing the companionway to the deck.
she always used to wish for a way to escape her life. She saw memories
I woke up to the pungent smell of hospital disinfect, invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing and the beep beep sound you often hear in hospitals that indicates you're alive. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in attempt to sharpen the blurred images before me. I glanced around and took in the deserted, blue and white colour schemed hospital bedroom. How long have I been here? I shut my eyes, trying to remember what had exactly happened. Then it all hits me with a bang. The memory of it all starts to occupy my thoughts.
My hand shaking at every thought, a cold shiver ran down my spine as cold sweat trickled down the side of my forehead. I lifted my hand up and a strong smell hit my nose, it was the smell of blood. I lifted the object and shock hit me like lightening, fear displaced my sadness, sickness changed my bloodstream from blood to a thick liquid pus and vomit. I held the muscle with my right hand as my left hand was paralysed with shock. The adrenaline shot me forcing me to move but shock shattered me into thin slices that were impossible to put back again.
Ubah Jama P-3 Blair War Against Ourselves M I tried my best. I can’t take it anymore. It should have been me. Why Did God took her from me. She was all I had.
The humid, tense air filled the courtroom. I didn't know weither i was sweating from sweat or the heat. I saw many people getting ready for the upcoming trial, some socialization and some reading over notes. As more and more people walked in, the room's atmosphere kept getting stale. I started to feel sick to my stomache from the nerves of talking in front of so many people.