Dancing Toward
The
Castle
I stood next to Elizabeth as we rode the ferryboat toward the island that was Disney World. I saw the beautiful sight of Cinderella’s Castle through the trees for the first time and smiled. Reaching for my front pocket, I felt the box that held the special ring that I had kept hidden from her. A huge wave of nervousness went through my body as I tried to think about what I was going to do and say when we reached the castle. Everything about Elizabeth makes her the perfect woman for me. We meet years ago because of a mutual friend. I thought she was so beautiful, but she was married at the time, so no touch. Just look at her and drool to myself.
Years later we met each other again when my first book was published. Friendship slowly turned to desire, which became love soon after. So here I was, with her at the main gate of Disney World, in the hot humid air of a July day. Elizabeth had changed my life so much since we got together. She had become the center of my world and I owed her for opening my eyes to so many things that I always took for granted before we were together. I love her with all of my heart and soul, and I wanted to ask her to marry me more than anything else in the world.
I knew that she was scared of marriage. Hell, we both were after both of us having failed
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The feeling of riding a roller coaster in the dark was something I never experienced before in my life. But even through all the twists and turns and all the sights and sounds of the famous ride, my mind was on what I was going to be doing soon. After the fun of riding Space Mountain was over, we made our way back toward Cinderella’s Castle. I kept going over the words in my head as I held onto Elizabeth’s hand. The sights of all the Disney characters walking around us made me feel like a kid again. And being with Elizabeth made it even more special. I felt my heart beating harder in my chest, as we grew closer to my
The Hero’s Journey is a basic template utilized by writers everywhere. Joseph Campbell, an American scholar, analyzed an abundance of myths and literature and decided that almost all of them followed a template that has around twelve steps. He would call these steps the Hero’s Journey. The steps to the Hero’s Journey are a hero is born into ordinary circumstances, call to adventure/action, refusal of call, a push to go on the journey, aid by mentor, a crossing of the threshold, the hero is tested, defeat of a villain, possible prize, hero goes home. The Hero’s Journey is more or less the same journey every time. It is a circular pattern used in stories or myths.
Before long I spotted my friends a few feet away and I walked in their direction. I found my 3 friends roaring with laughter, and I couldn’t help but laugh as well. A few hours later we were all piled in the car and Ashley’s parents drove home. We sat in a comfortable silence because everyone was exhausted from all the fun that we had. I smiled to myself in the dark, as I thought about what an amazing story my trip to six flags would make in the
Jackson makes a point of romanticizing the courtship and wedding day of the sweetheart. The Princes devotion is the most romantic facet of the tale: “the Prince never left her for more than a few minutes”. The dreamlikeness of the atmosphere is emphasized: “the Princes Little Sweetheart was so flustered [when she was waited on by the attendants] she did not know if she were really alive and on the earth, or had been transported to some fairy land”. the gorgeous ball in which she was “floating”, plenty of gifts, gardens, “some new beautiful thing to see” (295) or do. Before falling asleep, the Princes Little Sweetheart said/ “ I shall never go to sleep in the world, and l 'm sure l don 't want to! l shall just keep my eyes open all night, and see what happens next ” (296). Her words suggest that the“Cinderella” story cannot be true but a
Anne Sexton’s poem “Cinderella” is filled with literary elements that emphasize her overall purpose and meaning behind this satirical poem. Through the combination of enjambment stanzas, hyperboles, satire, and the overall mocking tone of the poem, Sexton brings to light the impractical nature of the story “Cinderella”. Not only does the author mock every aspect of this fairy tale, Sexton addresses the reader and adds dark, cynical elements throughout. Sexton’s manipulation of the well-known fairy tale “Cinderella” reminds readers that happily ever after’s are meant for storybooks and not real life.
I’m running as fast as I can to set the last fire for the trap. I’m beginning to think that I might have a chance of winning the Hunger Games. If this strategy works and kills all or most of the career tributes then this game will be a lot easier to win. I am so glad that I have Katniss as an ally. I miss my family back in district 11 even though it was tough living there I still had a lot of fun with my family. I know I’m safe when I’m with my family and Katniss really gave me that feeling; the feeling of being at home with my family. She makes me feel stronger and less lonely. She helps me escape from the thought of dying in this arena but slowly the thought fades away and I start to feel afraid again. I remember that this is the Hunger Games, not just a random TV show. There is only one winner and it’s either I kill Katniss or she kills me, but I would rather her kill me. She has to take care of so much like her family in district 12. If we had a choice I would let her kill me. I thought to myself, what if I get killed before I even reach the place where I set the fire? What if I get… and before I could even finish what I was thinking my legs were caught in a knot I believe was made out of rope and then a net came down and trapped me. I fall to the ground. I could feel my heart beating as fast as hummingbird’s wings flapping from flower to flower. I tried to call for help but no one answered; I felt so stupid knowing that we were all in a competition when we kill each other to win and I’m asking for help. As the moon passes by I just think about all the happy times I’ve spent with my family and the time I’ve had with Katniss. I laugh and cry while thinking about everything. It seemed like it was just yesterday when I was harves...
After what seemed like an eternity of rigorous tests and dealing with the painful longing of wanting to hold a precious baby of my own in my arms, it happened; my dreams at long last came true. I was pregnant! But something happened; I felt my world come crashing down. The thought of bringing another life into this world terrified me.
I’ve heard it all before from family and friends, “Martha, you should stop eating this or doing that”. I knew they only meant the best seeing how my blood pressure was through the roof and my ankles and knees were constantly sore. But it was still infuriating how others would make it seem like it was just so simple for me to change the lifestyle I’ve had for the past 35 years. The stress and weight piled up quickly after my messy divorce. I hit rock bottom and didn’t care much about my weight or eating habits that shaped my 5’5” 350 pound frame. However, everything changed after taking my 6 year old daughter to the fair on a Saturday morning about 2 years ago.
On the way out of the arena, I looked up to where my princess had been sitting and she was gone, it would be too much to bare seeing me being wedded to one of the finest ladies in town. After I led my new bride home and everything had settled down, I prepared an escape. In a week or so I would sneak out and into the castle to grab my true love and leave for a far away country, where we could be together without conflict. Soon enough the week came when I was to follow through with my plan. I snuck out of my house and once I arrived at the castle, the princess was sitting there waiting for me. She told me how she had known I would come for her and that she wanted to be prepared to leave when I had done so. That night the princess and I headed off for a land of peace and within three weeks we had arrived. All the people were so kind and it took my princess and I a little getting used to, since we had come from a barbaric culture. Once we had settled in, we had lived happily married for many, many years. The princess later died when she was at a very old age and 3 days later I suffered and died from a broken
Within life and literature, people and characters often overcome some type of circumstance that has hindered them in the past. However, fairy tales typically display the outcome of that unfortunate situation as being somewhat of a happily ever after. However, life routinely has moments of bliss as well as misfortune. In Anne Saxton’s “Cinderella” Saxton both highlights the inaccuracies of common fairy tales and challenges the traditional version of Cinderella and questions the aftermath of her encounter with the prince.
Suddenly, I woke up. I realized that today was the day we were going to the trip to go to the humongous Cruise ship. I knew there was gonna be water rides there,sports.There were so,much fantastic food,Including Cotton Candy,and Pizza. It was a Sunny Morning,and I thought today was gonna be the best day ever!I was so, excited to go to the Cruise ship,and also, I was a little scared,because of how big it was,but my mom exclaimed. “It isn’t scary the driver knows what he’s doing just stay close to me I have some experience.”
I stood there in amazement. A tingle surged throughout my whole body. It was a rush of excitement I had never felt before in my life. When my eyes hit her angelic little body, they froze and I couldn't think or acknowledge anything else around me. The world seemed to stop, hold its place in time, just for that perfect moment. While she slept I stared at this precious little angel. My hands quivered as I slowly reached down to touch her little fingers and feel the softness of her skin. I ran the tips of my fingers very gently across her smooth face, and right away, I fell in love. Then my brother said, "I can wake her up so you can hold her." I was ecstatic, I was finally going to meet her! As I held her, I stared into her gorgeous blue eyes and knew instantly that I would love and cherish her forever with all my heart.
As she glanced around the ballroom, the prince and Cinderella’s eyes met and they instantly fell in love. Cinderella knew it’d be her only chance to sell the cookware, and the prince knew it was his chance to find his true love. “Hello beautiful,” the prince said to Cinderella. “Good evening,” replied Cinderella while every woman was glaring at her. “Why you look lovely,” said the prince romantically.
Around age 6 I remember getting a CD Lizzie McGuire game from a McDonald’s happy meal. Eager to play the game, I asked my mom if I could use the computer to play my CD game. I was never allowed to play on the computer until then. She helped me set up the game by putting it in the drive and allowing the application to run. The family computer at the time was a hewlett packard desktop.
I recall vividly staring into the mirror at myself in utter disgust thinking, “How have I let myself go this much”. The reality of my actions weighed on me like a ton of bricks and at that moment I realized I needed to change. I was depressed and hated what I had done to myself. Although I believed there was no way I could overcome this challenge, I did, and accomplishing this feat built me into the person I am today. Throughout my early years, I was always known as “the big kid”.
“Could this be the one true love I was searching for?” The prince whispered quietly to himself. He couldn’t stop staring at her dancing around in the tall grass. He leaned closer to get a better look but he ended up falling forward with a loud thud making the woman jump. She looked around to see where the sudden noise had come from. When her eyes met the prince’s they just stared in awe at each other.