There was a young girl named Jessie. Jessie was a short white girl with brown hair and blue eyes with freckles. She was from a small town located in Virginia. As she grew older she learned to love and become attached to her community, because she knew everyone there and all of her friends. Recently, her parents were looking for jobs around the area that paid well, but came up short. One day they found a job, but it was to Jessie's surprise that it wasn't in her town, nor was it in her state. It was located in Atlanta. It was like my heart froze at that moment just lost in time. "Mom! Dad! Why?", she said in disbelief. "Because there's no good jobs around the area so we looked around and found one a couple of states down that is perfect", They responded trying to cheer her up. …show more content…
Are you going to forget about it like it was never here?", she responded sadly. "No not at all; It's not like that. We'll visit here every year if you want. Does that sound good to you?." "I guess so" she said as she wiped away the tears. "Alright honey, go pack your bags we're leaving tomorrow." As news spread around that she was leaving, everyone felt bad, but not worse that Jessie. It was as if a dark cloud was hovering over her life. So she went to an ice cream parlor that her parents use to take her when she was younger. She remembered everything about it from the, teal colored shelf to there best selling ice cream vanilla with sprinkles, whipped cream and a cherry on top. Oh how she dearly loved that ice cream like any other. "Hey Jessie,"as her friend Katherine yelled in the distance, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be packing?" "Yeah, just coming back here to look at this place before I leave." "I hear you" Katherine responded. "Did you know that this is my haven/safe place." Jessie said with a
“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.
Lily is thinking “how much older fourteen had made [her]. In the space of a few hours [she’d] become forty years old.” She makes this connection after she realizes that maybe her mother's death could have not been her fault and that it could have been T. Ray’s and he was punishing her for it. This caused Lily to pack “...5 pairs of shorts, tops, ... shampoo, toothpaste...” $38 and a map (41-42). By doing this, it made her feel like she had aged, feeling like a 40 year old.
I am the wife of an innocent dead man. I raised three without a father. People see us as less. We are the Robinson, and me I’m Helen Robinson. Living in the deep south in the 1930’s wineries. The Depression affected most everyone in Maycomb except for us. All of the blacks in the county live in one area outside of the landfill. I lived on the edge of farm which grows acres of cotton every year. We were a poor family that sharecropped. There weren't many people in Maycomb who treated us kindly except for Mr. Link Deas and the Finches. One year the white trash family accused my Tom for a serious crime that he never did. For months we never saw him due to the polices never let blacks and women in. The Finches and neighbours came and helped during
Sammy was a girl that she was shy. She had her group of friends that she trusted and said everything. But in the school was a girl that she was mean and thinks she can judge everyone. One night Sammy was about to sleep but in a moment to another she was restless. Because she gets scar and she didn’t even know. She saw an ugly monster, she was cold she was like a cold corpse. Sammy says“ It’s nothing, go to sleep”. But she hears a voice telling her“You know that’s not true”. When she hears that, she starts shaking like a little Chihuahua.
“Take me to the next town. I don’t care where it is. Just take me there.” The girl whispered, shivering and sopping wet from the rain.
Far back, in the midst of a time when the world was very young, there lived a princess named Lucille and a bunny named Fluffy. Lucille was a beautiful girl with chocolate brown hair, and eyes as blue as the sweet summer sky. Fluffy was as white as snowflakes and as soft as clouds. He offered plenty of razzmatazz but little manners. They lived together in a tall castle, covered in green vines and grey cobblestone, hidden in the dense forest filled with animals and nature.
It has been too long since I last wrote to you, so I thought I would inform you on momentous events that happened in my life in the last little while. The previous time I heard from you was when Gabriel turned three. I can’t believe he is about to become a teenager now. My goodness, time flies by so fast. I was so ecstatic when I saw your prior letter arrive in my mail.
Mary Jane was a woman from California she was married to a man by the name of Dan and they had two children Brad and Stacey. They had to move to Seattle because her husband Dan had gotten a job offer at Microrule. When they moved it wasn't long before when Mary Jane found a job as a supervisor at First Guarantee Financial, this was one of Seattle's largest financial institutions. Everything had been going good for both of them. Then after twelve months of being in Seattle Mary Jane's husband was rushed to the hospital with a burst aneurysm unfortunately he never regained consciousness and then died. It was real tough on Mary Jane but she went on, she had to support her family as a single parent. So three years had gone by when Mary Jane accepted a promotion to move up to the third floor at First Guarantee Financial. The third floor was a place that everyone talked about they basically bad mouthed about them, they did not have a good reputation. They were known as the energy dump. The only reason why Mary Jane was taking this job was because when her husband passed away not all the medical expenses were covered so she had to pay for them and provide for the family. At the same time she wondered what had she gotten into. If she only knew what she had in for her?
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
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
I knew it would happen. As much as I tried to stay optimistic, to put off my feelings of suspicion to an old man's negativity, I knew that this case would cost me something more than just my reputation in the town and that didn't even really matter. In Maycomb, reputation is a day by day concept. Sure, we have more than enough of our fair share of immovable gossipers, and drama kings and queens looking for a story to spread. But in everyone's own mind, if you did something stupid, immoral, or just mildly humorous or entertaining, it was the talk of the town and you were judged terribly for a few days, a few weeks tops. Then the whispers, and glances faded to conversations over coffee, and deep inside jokes. My reputation didn't bother me one bit.
It was the fall of 2010 and little did I know that my world was about to change drastically. We had moved back to Kenosha, Wisconsin in 2008 after living in Mexico, and I was starting to enjoy my life in the dairy state. My 6th Grade classes had just started at Bullen Middle School. It was right at this time when my world seemingly got flipped upside down. My parents had a family meeting and informed my siblings and me that we were moving to a small Iowa town called Orange City. I had feelings of nervousness, excitement, and sadness all mixed together.
One day I was invited to Tom and Daisy’s lunch. It was a good news for me obviously, I was desperate to see Daisy. I was so desperate, I wanted her to live with me now and I have decided to tell Tom that who Daisy love is not him but it is me. That day, I told everything to Tom and I just needed Daisy to conform what I was saying was true.
Investigating the modifications that Anouilh made to Sophocles’ Antigone. The alterations made to Sophocles’ Antigone once analysed, really help to explain the reason behind Anouilh writing Antigone. Antigone, written by Anouilh, is a Greek-inspired tragedy and was originally written by Greek playwright Sophocles, interestingly being the third of the three Theban plays chronologically, yet the first written. Anouilh pays homage to Antigone by preserving most of its storyline, but also makes it is his own by adding touches of French culture and using it as an inspiration for an anti-Nazi sentiment. It is quite interesting that a play can be viewed as a revolutionary act, but that is exactly how Antigone was viewed during the ‘collaboration’ between Germany and France in the 1940’s, dubbed the Vichy France period.
It was the second semester of fourth grade year. My parents had recently bought a new house in a nice quite neighborhood. I was ecstatic I always wanted to move to a new house. I was tired of my old home since I had already explored every corner, nook, and cranny. The moment I realized I would have to leave my old friends behind was one of the most devastating moments of my life. I didn’t want to switch schools and make new friends. Yet at the same time was an interesting new experience.