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A yellow skinned man wearing a gas mask and orange prison clothes stands in a large glass box. Another man walks in wearing a tailored suit, black tie, gasses, and a name tag. He sits down in a chair. “Now lets see what your in for... arson, tampering with lethal chemical compounds, bank robbery, and and 24 acounts of murder, and that's just in the past week, It seems like you're going to be here for a while.” He fixes his glasses. “ now I'm here to see what makes you tick Mr. Johnson.” The man in the mask looks up. “Its Toxsis.” “Alright Toxsis lets start from the beginning. Where did you come from?” Toxsis lets out a small chuckle. “I guess if i have nothing better to do.” ‘It all began when i was workin at the chlorine factory I was doin some overtime to get extra cash its was a howler out and it was just me and a few of the other guys left in the factory. …show more content…
I put on my gas mask and started moving the crates down when suddenly one of them sprung a leek and as a safety precaution the doors to the room i was in ato-locked So I couldn't get out. At the same time lightning struck the building. The electricity fuzed with the chlorine binding it my my DNA. and melting my mask onto my face. When i woke up i found that my body could turn into mustard gas and my body was this pail shade of yellow. As you could expect i went insane, mad with power. I went on a crime spree i believed i could rule Sunbright city and then the world. But then he came along, Water Boy, when the liquid touched my skin i started to turn a bleach white and my gas would turn to mush and dissolve and now i'm in this sad state you see me
I asked Inmate Dennis if anything happened in the hallway on the way to intake and he stated, “No. They just kept pulling me. I was walking but they kept trying to make me look cracked out and that I was fighting. I don’t know why they were doing that. And then they threw me in the cell.” I asked Inmate Dennis if he said anything to the detention officers as they were walking down the hall and he said, “The only thing I asked was ‘why the fuck you grab me for?’”
Im knocked off my feet and slide across the deck. The people around me fall too. They scream and so do I. Suddenly i’m dunked in water and I can’t breathe. Black.
I wake up in my small bed rolling right off of it, groaning and brush my teeth dragging myself down to the kitchen, not even bothering to brush my brown mane of curly hair or change out of the blue ‘Panic! At the Disco’ jacket that I’ve been wearing for two days straight. I go downstairs to eat breakfast and my ‘loving’ father greets me by yelling at me and saying that I don’t deserve to eat anything. I sigh at my Dad’s fatherly tone and grab my black ‘My Chemical Romance’ beanie that holds down my curly brown locks. I love how my curly bangs hung over my brown eyes. I love looking over the city because it makes me feel like I’m dominating over everyone else. I walk to the city bus. Fancy… There were a lot of people on the bus. There was a smelly fat guy who kept eating
Celie believes she has no power or say against her father and the choices he makes for her. Alfonso begins to talk about choosing a husband for Celie because he has grown tired of her and is ready to get rid of her. Alfonso also gets bored with his wife, and starts to gravitate toward his younger daughter Nettie again. Celie offers herself to Alfonso in an attempt to save her sister. Alfonso accepts her offers and has sex with her instead of Nettie, while his new wife is sick. Alfonso uses Celie for sex tries and in an attempt to turn the other girls against her he badmouths her and says that she’s a bad influence. He says Celie "ain 't fresh" (isn 't a virgin) and that she is “spoiled” Alfonso sees women as objects and once they have been
School was coming to an end and I thought about how Scout’s teacher didn't want her to read. I couldn't stop reading I enjoyed it too much and so did scout, I wondered if I would have reacted the same way scout did. One day after coming home from school, I saw scout with a Big stash of gum. After she told me how she got it, I started thinking the worst since I am her older Brother. I knew to scout was stubborn and wasn't going to get rid of it so I threaten her by telling her that I would tell Cal which is a fight scout wasn't up to fight. Why would there be gum in a tree and why was it out of all places in the Radley tree? We waited until what was forever for school to be over and for Dill to come. After all Dill had become a close friend
Through two metal, cold doors, I was exposed to a whole new world. Inside the Gouverneur Correctional Facility in New York contained the lives of over 900 men who had committed felonies. Just looking down the pathway, the grass was green, and the flowers were beautifully surrounding the sidewalks. There were different brick buildings with their own walkways. You could not tell from the outside that inside each of these different buildings 60 men lived. On each side, sharing four phones, seven showers, and seven toilets. It did not end there, through one more locked metal door contained the lives of 200 more men. This life was not as beautiful and not nearly as big. Although Gouverneur Correctional Facility was a medium security prison, inside this second metal door was a high wired fence, it was a max maximum security prison. For such a clean, beautifully kept place, it contained people who did awful, heart-breaking things.
He explains, “I was tired. I was thirsty. I was scared. So i did what I had to do. I talked.
Prison has held a place in our society for centuries. Throughout history, prisoners have been incapacitated in a vicious environment and that still rings true today. A person’s experience in prison can greatly vary. It may be a place of solace for those that are homeless because they have three meals and a bed to sleep in every night. However, it can be a nightmare for others who feel as though prison will ruin their future. It is an environment where a person is stripped of their free will. Due to overcrowding in prisons, inmate’s psychological strain, and prison officer cruelty through gladiator games and drug smuggling, proves that prison continues to be a brutalizing and debilitating experience for adult males in the United Kingdom.
it is easy for one to get absorbed in the banality of prison exposes, whether on print or paper, however the documentary I happened upon for this assignment reconstructs the banal idea of a prison expose from the prisoners’ perspective. The documentary is set in Angola Prison in Louisiana. A prison best known for the fact that 85 present of the inmates who see the inside of these bars will never again experience life outside of the prison. This documentary, titled The Farm, Angola, USA, follows six prisoners hoping to beat the odds and walk free from Angola. Of those six prisoners, three are serving life sentences, one is facing the death penalty, and two have a sentence north of fifty years. This film hopes to show the prisoners not as prisoners
Life isn't fair, it isn't kind, nor just. In my opinion, many people don't get what they deserve and many people don't deserve what they get. Like me, I don't deserve to be rotting in Azkaban for a crime I didn't commit but here I am. Wasting away, never to have a happy thought again. I'm only twenty and been here since I was 18, I had only been out of school 3 months before I was thrown in here. Sometimes I wish I had died, it's better than living here. I had no trial, no nothing they just assumed I did it and threw me in here to die. I may not notice everything, but I know something is going on. Almost every day some Aurors march past my cell and are taking someone with them. Then 2 days later they come back and return the person and they take someone else and the pattern continues. I have noticed that judging by their steps they go to the far back and are working their way towards the door. My cell is right in front of the door so, whatever they're doing I will be the last to know. Almost everyone comes back except Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy were never brought back. They weren't here long anyway.
A New Prisoner Experiences ‘More Hate Than Fear’ Adam New ‘More Hate Than Fear’ takes a dispiriting look at prison life, as well as the inequities of the law. Over the years, prisons have served as great settings for movies. Beloved pictures like ‘The Shawshank Redemption,’ ‘Cool Hand Luke,’ and ‘The Green Mile’ tell the stories of inmates and their struggles of living in custody. Prisoners can make for compelling protagonists.
Over 2.1 million inmates occupy the cells of prisons in the United States of America (Highest). Since the mid-1800’s, the prison population has almost doubled in size and still continues to grow. The amount of time spent in prison by an individual has also raised from 1993 (Espejo 21). Routines, crimes, and security contain similar structures in all prisons, but some involve worse circumstances and criminals; here is a look into the life of a prisoner.
...arted going insane. I knocked over one of the aisles. I grabbed the cash register and through it at the glass door. It broke into a million pieces. I grabbed a box of matches and ran outside. I grabbed a gas hose and started spraying the building. Once it was almost completely covered in gasoline, I lit a match and through it at the building. I ducked into the fetal position. The building exploded. A piece of sharp glass started flying at me at full speed.
When discussing the poetic form of dramatic monologue it is rare that it is not associated with and its usage attributed to the poet Robert Browning. Robert Browning has been considered the master of the dramatic monologue. Although some critics are skeptical of his invention of the form, for dramatic monologue is evidenced in poetry preceding Browning, it is believed that his extensive and varied use of the dramatic monologue has significantly contributed to the form and has had an enormous impact on modern poetry. "The dramatic monologues of Robert Browning represent the most significant use of the form in postromantic poetry" (Preminger and Brogan 799). The dramatic monologue as we understand it today "is a lyric poem in which the speaker addresses a silent listener, revealing himself in the context of a dramatic situation" (Murfin 97). "The character is speaking to an identifiable but silent listener at a dramatic moment in the speaker's life. The circumstances surrounding the conversation, one side which we "hear" as the dramatic monologue, are made by clear implication, and an insight into the character of the speaker may result" (Holman and Harmon 152).