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Child sex abuse and the affects into adulthood
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“Let go of me!” Darlene barked, wrestling with him while Tit Junkie chuckled around a mouthful of chicken. “Just a little something,” Scabby Ball-Tickler insisted, and Darlene was appalled to feel a bulge press against his faded jeans. Anger flared blinding white in her mind then, driving away the few shreds of common sense she had. Darlene tightened her fingers around the fork she’d forgotten she still held, maneuvered her wrist so it hovered inches above Scabby Ball-Tickler’s right thigh, and stabbed the tongs deep into his flesh. Scabby Ball-Tickler squealed and let her go. Darlene scrambled off him and whipped her head around, trying to spot the bouncer, Daryl Harsted, in the poorly lit club. She came up empty and rolled her eyes. It
There was a heavy rain outside, but other than that, the room was silent. George stared at the bunk where Lennie slept, unable to sleep. He was filled with hatred of the world that forced him to kill his own friend. As the night dragged on his hatred shifted to Curley’s wife, then Curley. “If Curley hadn’t let his tramp wife go around and cause trouble Lennie would still be here” George thought. Just then, Lennie appeared in front of him with a look of deep sadness and pain. Seeing Lennie’s pain and suffering, sent him over the edge. “That god damn Curley!” George thought, grabbing Carlson’s gun while he slept. “This is all his fault!” he thought, consumed by rage. He shuffled over to where Curley slept and pulled out the gun. George aimed the gun at Curley and pulled the trigger. An instant later he is horrified by what he has done. A couple seconds pass and Slim comes into the
Cassie and her brother, Little Man, got a whipping because they were standing up for what they knew was right. “Sitting so close to the desk, I could see that the covers of the books, a motley read, were badly worn and that the gray edges of the pages had been marred by pencils, crayons, and ink.” (Taylor, 21) Cassie knew the books were very old books from the white schools. Cassie and her brother saw what the whites called them and they got mad about it, so the teacher, Miss. Crocker, gave them both a whippings. “The switch landed hard on Little Man’s upturned bottom. Cassie knew she would get in trouble for helping him, but she helped him anyway. “Everything. I poured out everything. About T.J.’s breaking into the mercantile with the Simses, about his coming in the night fleeing the Simses, about the coming of the night men and what they had done to the Averys. About Mr. Jamison and the threat of the men to come to the house to get him and Mr. Morrison.” (Taylor, 258) Cassie knew she would get in trouble for sneaking out to go help T.J. but she had to tell her dad what happened so T.J. wouldn’t die. “What happened to T.J. in the night I did not understand, but I knew that it would not pass. And I cried for those things which had happened in the night and would not pass. I cried for those things which had happened in the night and would not pass. I cried for T.J. For T.J. and the land.” (Taylor, 276) Cassie knew T.J. would die, but she knew she helped as much as she could. She knew she was
He just turned and left without a word. I touched Lennie’s grave. The rough touch of the wood deflecting to my fingers. I walked back to the ranch. Everyone was asleep. I wanted to run away tomorrow but I couldn’t let this chance pass up. It also prevented any chance of Candy following me. I tiptoed out of the room and went straight to the woods. I made sure to mix myself in with the shadows of the trees. I saw the river and It felt like I did it...until I felt something grab me by my neck. I quickly got flipped over and pushed to the ground.
He shook her then, and he was angry with her. ‘Don’t you go yellin’,’ he said, and he shook her; and her body flopped like a fish. And then she was still, for Lennie had broken her neck” (91). When the author says, “and he shook her; and her body flopped like a fish,” it shows that he has a lack of judgement. If he had good judgement then he would’ve not touched Curley’s wife in the first place. The quote also reveals that Lennie takes action before thinking, this then affects all his relationships. Next, in the middle of the book, Slim asks George why they moved from Weed to Soledad. He responds by explaining that Lennie was petting a woman’s dress and wouldn’t let go. George explains, “‘He was so scairt he couldn’t let go of that dress. And he’s so God damn strong, you know.’ Slim’s eyes were level and unwinking. He nodded very slowly. ‘So what happens?’ George carefully built his line of solitaire cards. ‘Well, that girl rabbits in an’ tells the law she been raped. The guys in Weed start a party out to lynch Lennie” (92). Throughout the book, Lennie shows no change of learning what he shouldn’t or shouldn’t do, making him a static character. This makes George frustrated, making their friendship
“Candy sat on the edge of his bunk. He scratched the stump of his wrist nervously “I got hurt four year ago,” he said. “They’ll can me purty soon. Jus’ as soon as I can’t swamp out no “He looked helplessly back at Curley’s wife, and gradually his sorrow and his anger grew into words. “You G** d*** tramp”, he said viciously.
After walking down a few blocks, she spotted her first victim. He was tall and slender, blonde hair and he was talking on a cell phone. Perfect, she thought. He looked like he was in a rush. He was already distracted by his phone, so Jada figured this would be a piece of cake. She smirked as she started towards him. In passing she ‘accidentally’ bumped his shoulder hard. At the same time, she slipped her hand into his coat pocket to check for a wallet or change.
happens all the time, but she exited her room to see what was going on. Once she
When Latria bounced around the corner, she handed me my drink, and I took a sip. She knew how to make a mean Pina Colada. Before she sat down, she took off her shoes as well and sat on the other end of the couch. “So what are you going to do?” She asked.
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
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"Ow-w-w!" he screamed. "Don't do that! Let go! You'll take half the skin off my forehead!"
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