and reflected on her dangerous, ominous surroundings. Tanya was being very observant, being clear to spot the emotions of the Parisians. She had always hated Paris and how it was occupied with its happy citizens and perfect economy. It was too happy, too perfect. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel violent. This nourished and grew her unhappiness, and caused it to occur in the first place. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Georgina Barlow. Georgina was the most daring, most famous policeman, with her charming smile and perfect teeth. Too charming. Too perfect. Georgina had always opposed Tanya. Georgina hated how Tanya wanted to destroy Paris’ happiness. Tanya hated Georgina, …show more content…
Tanya clenched her gun in her hand, full with hatred and rage. She was strong and clever. She could do this. But not even a strong, clever person was prepared for what Georgina had in store today. The moon was full, making Tanya feel more violent and wild. As Tanya stepped outside and Georgina came closer, she could see the bold glint in Georgina’s eyes. "My job is to apprehend criminals and lunatics, as well as sadists." Georgina bellowed, in a firm tone. “I am here to apprehend YOU!” With all her strength, Georgina shoved Tanya. Tanya took the blow straight to stomach. She was blinded with pain but was determined to let nothing stop her. Tanya looked back at Georgina, feeling even more wild and violent as she fingered the gun. "Georgina, put your hands up or I'll shoot," she replied. They looked at each other with active feelings, like two big, boiling kettles of tea. Tanya had always loved tea, but not that type. Not Georgina. Tanya studied Georgina's charming smile and perfect teeth. Eventually, she took a deep breath and pulled the trigger Georgina looked afraid, her body falling to the ground with a loud thud. Tanya could actually hear Georgina's body shatter into
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
Muriel is so desperate to be married that she marries David, a complete stranger, and Hogan’s use of dialogue on her wedding day claims that she “showed” Tania and her friends that she is “as good as they are”. Another character who wants to achieve her dreams to prove a point is Betty, Muriel’s mother. She dreams of happiness for her family to prove to them and her husband that they are not “useless” contrary to Bill’s claims. When Betty hears Muriel has a job interview at a locksmith, Betty believes its “wonderful”. Betty’s support of Muriel conveys that she has not given up on her.
Consequently, Andy’s soul withered further into hopelessness as each and every person who came to his rescue, turned their backs on him. Through a final desperate ambition, Andy broke free of the bonds that were pinning him down: “If it had not been for the jacket, he wouldn’t have been stabbed. The knife had not been plunged in hatred of Andy. The knife only hated the purple jacket. The jacket was a stupid, meaningless thing that was robbing him of his life. He lay struggling with the shiny wet jacket. Pain ripped fire across his body whenever he moved. But he squirmed and fought and twisted until one arm was free and the other. He rolled away from the jacket and layed quite still, breathing heavily, listening to the sound of his breathing and the sounds of rain and thinking: Rain is sweet, I’m Andy”. In these moments, Andy finally overcame his situation, only in a way not expected by most. Such depicted scenes are prime examples of human nature at it’s worst, as well as the horrors that lay within us. However, these events, although previously incomprehensible by his limited subconscious, led to a gradual enlightenment of the mind and heart. Furthermore, the experiences taught him
... innocent black man with the butt of a pistol. Looking into the man’s broken face, Leo sees “he’s just like me.” Griffin breaks down as she finds the core of her own rage, her memory at eight years old of the injustice of a punishment by her grandmother. In her desire to make the woman feel the same pain, her imagination takes over: “I am forcing her to feel what I feel. I am forcing her to know me. And as I strike her, blow after blow, a shudder of weeping is released in me, and I become utterly myself, the weeping in me becoming rage, the rage turning to tears, all the time my heart beating, all the time uttering a soundless, bitter, passionate cry, a cry of vengeance and of love.”
In the novel Missing Sarah by Maggie deVries she writes and illustrates a sad tribute to the memory of her sister, Sarah. The author Maggie deVries makes a clear connection between Sarah's adoption by her family and Sarah's incredibly sad life. Adoption of children from another background, heritage and race into white families sometimes doesn't go well, despite the best efforts of the family. Sarah deVries was one of at least 21 women who could only be identified by DNA found on a pig farm in Port Coquitlam, BC. The women were all sex workers or prostitutes who were killed, and the cause of their vanishing was not investigated promptly possibly because they were engaged in selling sex to survive. Even the choice of whether to refer to these women as 'prostitutes' or 'sex
It is not until her unfortunate murder that Angela's imprisonment gets unraveled. Her distorted emotions are revealed as this relatively unknown young woman's death is investigated. Journalists trample inside Ms. Bari's life without any regards to her in an attempt to solve this murder mystery (17). Angela's body was discovered by the porter of her apartment who is 'astonished that there should be so little blood on the floor'; when he discovers that she is lying on the ground dead after being stabbed several times (18). This is the first clue that Angela is cornered in her own little world. She has little blood, which is regarded as the seat of emotions, and her lack of such nourishment suggests that perhaps she was never nurtured. Furthermore, her cause of death, internal hemorrhage, suggests that those feelings imbedded within her were lost rapidly and uncontrollably (19). The obscure grasp Angela has of her emotions is just one facet of her imprisonment.
Madge is frightened. Up ahead, there is an accident where a motorcycle is down and a familiar face, Bob the gas filling attendant, is limping across the road. Bob asks Madge to help him stand the motorcycle back up. The reader may think that Madge has a way out of the situation with Bob’s help. The man thought to be Eunice, now tells Madge that he is actually Mr. Tabor. He says he is going to go help. Then Madge feels a sign of relief. The author describes the scene. Mr. Tabor tells Madge to drive away, and she does. She hears a noise, and the reader knows that Bob got shot. Madge drives off as quick as she can to her husband. She is so frightened that she couldn’t tell him until the next day what she experienced. They returned to town. Madge’s husband said that Mr. Tabor was at his desk at the mill, and Bob, the gas attendant, was not at the filling station. Bob told his boss the night before that he was leaving. Madge’s husband returns to tell Madge that nothing happened, but Madge and the readers know what happened. The author uses suspense to keep the reader’s attention and interest. In the end, Mr. Tabor is the one who helped take out the women killer, but the readers may have thought that he
Sitting on a rooftop was a sniper who was calmly excited, waiting for his enemy to make a move. He risks lighting a cigarette and that blows his cover when a bullet hits the small wall that’s protecting him. When a woman shows herself telling the enemy where the sniper lay, those were the last words she would ever speak. “The woman darted toward the side
She had a flashlight, and she hit me with it. Hit me and hit me. And when the flashlight broke, she went on hitting me in the dark"), that the parrot appeared, arrived while he slept, a bird "taller than Jesus, yellow like a sunflower," a warrior-angel who blinded nuns with its beak, fed upon their eyes, slaughtered them as they "pleaded for mercy," then so gently lifted him, enfolded him, winged him away to "paradise."(185) Perry would not have the anger built up inside him to take out on the Clutters if he had not been beaten so much in his childhood. The trauma from Perry’s past caused him to murder the Clutters, it is not his
On a cold night in December, Linda, a cutthroat investment banker, was walking home late at night from her luxurious office in Houston, Texas. The night was Christmas Eve, but Linda had to work late to finish up a big deal she was closing. It was lightly snowing outside, and as Linda liked snow, she decided walking the short distance to her apartment rather than driving would be relaxing. Her husband and two children were eagerly awaiting her arrival to spend Christmas Eve together as a family. As Linda was walking, she began to have the strange feeling that someone was following her. As she looked behind her, there was one man walking a few hundred feet back on the otherwise empty sidewalk. This frightened Linda a little, and she quickened her pace slightly. The man followed suit, increasing the speed at which he was following the nervous woman. Linda wasn’t quite sure what to do; this had never happened to her before. She turned around a second time, and felt a wave of horror pass over her as she saw the mans face, dark and fierce. She also saw something in his gloved right hand, long, silver, and shining dully in the dim streetlights. Linda knew that the object was indeed a knife, and now realized that she was in serious trouble. As she rounded a street corner, she began to sprint. The mysterious man rounded the corner, looking down, and saw a pair of high heels laying in the middle of the sidewalk. As he looked up, he saw Linda running as fast as she could, her bare feet kicking up snow. The man took off after her, furious that he had let her gain so much distance between them. Linda tried to open her purse in order to use
Catherine Genovese, a twenty-eight year-old who was on her way home in her build-up neighborhood in a late night shift as a bar manager. She was a manager in Queens, New York, but that night she was suddenly attacked by a man named Winston Moseley with a knife. Catherine was screaming and pleading for help that she got stabbed, but nobody comes to help her even though they heard her yelling for help. People not just didn't try to help, but didn´t even refuse to help her call the police. They didn't want to help or call the police because they didn't want to be involved in it. Murderer Moseley saw lights coming nearby and knew people were watching him , so he escaped and left Catherine there injured. Catherine was dragging herself towards a doorway bleeding, she could survive at this point, but later Moseley the attacker came back and started doing the same thing that he was doing to Catherine because he said in the court that nobody wants to help her or try to stop him for attacking. As badly
Seventeen-year-old Juliette Ferrars can unexplainably kill others with a single touch. Juliette has been cast off from society and placed in an insane asylum after an incident in which she embraced a child, resulting in the child’s death. After spending 264 days in isolation, Juliette is clearly losing her grasp on reality, and struggling to prove to herself that she is not the monster that society believes she is, but she uses numbers and the written word to keep herself sane. In a hidden
Oh, Tommen. Sweet, naïve young Tommen. You really know nothing of this world. It was troubling to Cersei that he would soon be king, when he displayed so few of the qualities she deemed important to the position. Whatever could be said about Joffrey, he did not suffer fools lightly, and this Margaery Tyrell was a fool if she thought she could dance with the Lannisters. She knew, of course, that it was not solely Margaery; Olenna Tyrell was a conniving bitch, and the sooner the old hag kicked the bucket the better.
TV reporter Michael Tuck narrated his eyewitness experience of watching ‘double killer Robert Harris writhe and die in the gas chamber.’ Mr Tuck describes the execution using the words;
Have you ever been scared for the safety of a complete stranger? Have you changed somebody’s outlook on life just by being a Good Samaritan? Well, I have. It was a late Thursday night and I was in a bad part of town informally known as “The Knob.” I had been at a friend's house when we decided to leave to find somewhere to eat. On the way, my friend got a call from his mom telling him he had to be home. His house wasn’t really out of the way. As I pulled down Belle Avenue, towards his house, another friend of mine shouts out “Hey, pull over that guy just knocked that girl out” I instantly questioned this absurd accusation. “What? You’re joking.” As I turned around I noticed that he certainly wasn’t as I saw a middle-aged lady facedown on the pavement. Without hesitation I parked the car and we all ran over to see what was going on. You could see in the distance a man in an orange hooded jacket fleeing the scene. My friend attempted to wake this lady up. She was out cold. At this point each one of us had no idea what we should do. Obviously, the first thing we should have done was call the police, but let me remind you this was a bad part of town and didn’t know if we would be the next. Tommy, my friend, the nearest house and knocked on the door. A trashy looking man answered the door. After being informed that there was an unconscious lady in front of his house he scurried to her aid. The man then realized it was a good friend of his. Jane was her name. You could sense his anger and concern for this lady. He began to frantically ask questions. Who, what, when, where, why, how and every other sort of interrogation question was thrown our way. We described her assailant and which way he went. Evidently it was her boyfriend. At this ...