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My names K-K the monkey this is what I look like: oh sorry, that probably scared you. This is me in all my glory:. Aren't I cute? Don't answer that! I already know that I am. I was raised in a zoo when I was born, I couldn't breathe. They did some tests after putting me in the ICU and put me on an ventilator. I was kept in a box. I made a friend she looked so cute, but I was cuter.. I don't know what she was, we were let out Into this bigger box with 5 other animals. That's when I met her. Her name, well it's weird and all, but it was Cece. I don't know why we are named after letters like BB and Tt. It's just a name ZOO PEOPLE come up with. Like what are we to you- chopped liver?! Well I don't want you to chop my liver, but I’m cute and well …show more content…
Rory never came back Either she died or she's at home with Sarah. the double vision I can see Rory she's laying on a bed, is that Sarah wow she's a teen now. I think I should call My Double Vision something else like my superpower………. my superpower comes back, it's CC what is she doing tell I just see a big blob over, here comes the choices I hate making these decisions will happen if I don't choose. Survive barely Kill I can't choose I won't choose I'm not going to be responsible for this. I was that TT is fighting her. It was wow. Cc looks like she's not going to make it. They all leave she's just there Floating in nothing. The portal we all came through, is lighting up. I hope it's not CC I just have to wait. it normally takes 5 minutes I know it sounds like a lot. It is a lot. I see her come through and I see her come throw I never thought tt would do that she's so loving and caring. I never thought she would kill someone. When she got out of a portal a guy lead her to a room. I don't know what I should do I think I'm just going to go to ded and let happen to her happen. I think I'm just going to have a good time with my family in this place I think I will be fun. In heaven I don't have to worry about the other thing in the world that can stop or hurt
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.
“You’ll never leave” is carved faintly into the brick wall of the small jail cell, probably from its last guest. Every day, I started to believe the phrase more and more. I lay on the uncomfortable cot, pretending to be asleep. I’m lonely, but I’m not alone. I can hear him breathing and slowly flipping the pages of the newspaper; I assume it’s Mr. Heck Tate.
she is in between the real world and in the land of the dead. In between the worlds she is able to
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.
This day has not been going so well. All I remember was climbing down some rocks. I don't know how I got here but a Fat short nerdy kid named Piggy told me we got in a plane crash. I didn't know where we were, he says were on a random island with crystal blue water that shocked me with effulgence. Nobody is here No Adults nothing, we can do anything we want, there no rules. Lets go as we travel through some rocks and foliage we get to this Island. All i see is this Fat boy pointing out that there is a conch shell just laying there. “We can blow on it and hope it makes noise so i can get us help or help us summon the others” I said. Let's go back and see if it will work, Let's climb these rocks and blow. Im blowing as hard as I can no noise came out of the conch. I want it to be Strident.
I feel something brush over the top of my right foot. A sharp-tickling pain comes on the top of my foot. Quickly, I run out of the warm ocean water onto the dry sand. My mom notices something. “What is this?” she questioned. “It’s a jellyfish!”
So begins Terry Gilliam’s 1994 film Twelve Monkeys, with what seems an absurd prediction from a man named James Cole who claims to have traveled from the future to gather information about—but not to stop—the near destruction of the human race. Is Cole a paranoid schizophrenic? Dr. Katherine Railly’s diagnosis seems reasonable from her perspective. She sees Cole regress into childish joy when he hears the music of his youth. She knows he is an extremely violent man, an inmate in what he claims to be his present and the murderer of a homeless man in Dr. Railly’s. She knows he has nightmares of witnessing as a child his own death as an adult. And, of course, she’s heard his story of having survived the near destruction of the human race.
I remember having to spend one of my nights leading up to the trial, inside the jail. I couldn't really understand why, but quite honestly, I was quite scared about what could happen to me while I was in there all alone. My fears were mostly put to rest when Mr Finch came to sit with me the entire night. Mr finch is a very good man and I really appreciate everything he is doing for me. Mr. finch just sat there and read his book. I felt very safe with Mr. Finch sitting there. I even started to calm down and begin to sleep. This was until I saw a large group of men come to the jail I knew this I knew this would not end well. One of the men threatened Mr Finch. I knew the men wanted to kill me and I wasn't
It was a gloomy Saturday morning with thick fog covering the city like a blanket. Jack was gazing out of the window waiting for this strange fog to disappear. He made his bed, making sure everything looked perfect, the way he was taught in the marines and went downstairs to make a cup of coffee and take care of his mother, father and younger brother, but something else was on his mind besides taking care of them. He really was getting worried about what had been going on lately, on tv they kept on rerunning president West’s latest speech about North Korea and their uprising on every single channel. All of a sudden like someone grab the fog and threw it to a different city it lifted in a blink of an eye and what Jack saw in the street surprised
Monkey King, also known as Sun Wukong, which is a main character in the Chinese classical novel Journey to the West. Monkey King can be found in many stories and adaptions. The novel Journey to the West or Monkey King tells of a simian’s revolt against Heaven, of its defeat by the Buddha, and of its later being recruited as pilgrim to protect the monk Tripitaka on its quest for scriptures in India (Lai, 1994). So far, Monkey King has become one of the most enduring Chinese literary characters, it has a colorful cultural history and varied background. Monkey King is also considered by some scholars to be influenced by both the Hindu deity Hanuman from the Ramayana and elements of Chinese folklore (Subbaraman, 2002). The original Chinese novel Journey to the West is one of the Four Great Classical Novels of Chinese literature. It published in the 16th century during the Ming Dynasty and attributed to Wu Cheng’en (Babara S, 1994). The achievement of the novel has drawn widespread attention, various reasons support its popularity. This easy will analyse the varied background, cultural history, social environment of Monkey King, the novel Journey to the West and its author Wu Cheng’en. Furthermore why this novel for many years by the world's attention. It is obvious that the historical reasons of this extraordinary achievement are diverse.
Throughout the history of existence, there have been those individuals who have separated themselves from society, whether that be emotionally or physically, in order to dwell on moral quandaries present inside themselves. In the case of American Born Chinese, the Monkey King does exactly this. In order to prove to himself and others that he is a mighty, powerful deity, he secluded himself from society to gain knowledge and increased abilities, only to succumb to the all powerful Tze-Yo-Tzuh. It is the Monkey King’s redemption arc, beginning with his selfish ambitions, that shows the importance of society and cultural representation throughout the entire novel, beyond the words, and into the real world. At the beginning of the novel, Gene
“Why are you here? Peeking? Pervert?” I look behind me to see another wonderful looking girl. But a strong one at that. She sent me flying. Me. Flying. Before she could ask my name she came around the corner all flustered and stuff. “W-w-what are you doing here?!!!” It was Tatsuki. I bolted out of there not even looking behind me if I was being followed. I rush to my room and lock my doors behind me. What’s going to happen tomorrow? I ponder on the thought before realizing what spell that women shot at me. It was a paralyzing spell. I couldn’t do anymore things for the rest of the night! Well not like I had anything planned, so I just drifted into sleep dreaming about the next day and what might happen.
I watched my son grow up with great pride, he started from the bottom and became a man of his time. He wasn’t flawless and made many mistakes, but he did find ways to accomplish things a man could only dream. I believe, most of his early success came from his resentment towards me. I remember the look of disappointment and anger he would give me every time I drew another white line of chalk on my wall.
As we approached a turn in the haunted house I got kind of frightening but yet happy. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I could hear children and adults talking loudly and some even crying after the experience in the haunted house. Felicity, Jazmine, Aunt Sam, and I were all glad that the haunted house had come to an end. I heard Khristian, Lizzie, and Uncle Jon come out laughing.
This next tale is a very important tale because of the main theme which is teaching. Teachings in Buddhism are very important because they are what help a young Buddhist attain nirvana or enlightenment. Some teachings in the Buddhist community are very hard to learn or even to complete because of the high level of experience you need to handle these teachings. In Buddhism it is said that when a true Buddha enters our world you need to get teachings directly from him so that those teachings will bring you to enlightenment because that Buddha has already reached it. What better way to learn how to get to enlighten than to learn from someone who is already there. This tale is called the Wise One and it starts with the bodhisattva as a wandering