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I was sitting on the wood chips. I keep quiet so nobody has opinions about me, but that’s unavoidable because of people like Celia and Jason. They’re morons, too, because they think their so-called ‘relationship’ matters in the fourth grade. As a matter of fact, I used to think Jason was a nice guy before he started hanging with that one-sided dolt. The whistle is blown and kids tread off the playground and into the cold school. That’s when I noticed that Jason had a box in his left hand. I wanted to know what it was, so I quietly followed him through the hallways of the building while staring intently at the little container he tightly grasped. When we reached the entrance to the cafeteria, Celia was leaning against the wall. “Who's the …show more content…
Crack! A flame raged on the tip of the match, and Jason shoved the box into the pocket of his sweatpants. He handed me the lit match, and I immediately dropped it onto the rough carpet below. “Wait!” I yelled as Jason ran from the fire spreading on the floor. Jason went back to class, but Celia went and hid in a Janitor’s closet in the wall. Beep! Beep! Beep! I started to smell thick smoke as the ear-piercing alarm screamed across the whole school. Revenge is what I had an idea for(14). But I had to do it quickly, as my surroundings became very warm and dark(13). I went to the closet Celia was in and flipped the lock. “Ugh-Did you just lock me in here?(15)” It was hard to tell what she was saying over the fire alarm. “Let me out you loser!” I was planning to let her out, but there wasn’t enough time. I was blinded by fumes, dizzy, sweating, and choking like I swallowed a taco shell. I fell to the ground and began to lose consciousness. I felt as if I was being picked up? A firefighter! The man carried me out of the burning school and I was then able to see his light-brown coat with large yellow stripes. It was the first time I was glad to hear a surrounding of big, wailing trucks. As they loaded me into the ambulance on a stretcher, Jason approached
* Duncan, Vinny, and Wayne are all friends working - or wasting time - the summer before senior year in high school. Duncan is the soul, Vinny the brains, and Wayne the muscle. At the end of the previous summer, Duncan tried to save a drowning girl and failed. Not being a hero has really affected his life, particularly his relationship with his girlfriend Kim. Also, he is now terrified of swimming, especially when the nightmares come back. Duncan's summer job is with the public transit lost and found. While trying to make the hours go faster, Duncan looks through the items, especially the books and golf clubs. One day he discovers an unmarked journal with no name, which depicts sadistic animal torture experiments, boasts of arson fires, and the planning for the serial killings of three women. Duncan decides to make amends for his failure last summer by tracking down the owner of the journal by using clues left hidden in the diary. After talking with his friend Vinny, Duncan decides to turn the journal over to the police, but they do not take him seriously, so he decides to get help from Vinny, do some research at the local library, and find out where the killer works and lives so they can prove to the police the diary is for real. But in the process when Duncan finds the house of the serial killer, he decides to take a look in it but unfortunately at that very time the serial killer appears and chases Duncan to the subway station. They get into fight there and they both fell on the subway tracks in the station where they get hit by the train. Duncan luckily survives but the serial killer dies.
Macey gets involved with a Saturday group, where they go and paint a church in a bad part of the neighborhood. While they paint at the black church, an arson walks by smoking, and seeing the open cans of paint and turpentine, throws a match into the church. Setting it into blazes. The whole group, including, Macey, Austin, Venita, Lindsay, Grace, Chamique, and Davonn. They end up getting stuck because of a fire exit being blocked from the outside, because a few weeks before a 4 year old was stabbed by an intruder who got in this way. Macey’s hair caught fire while she was running out. Austin, put it out in time to save her face from burning with his shirt. Lindsay and Grace, Macey’s best friends, were very supportive when Macey’s hair all burned off and got her to a stylist to get it fixed.
Jason pictures himself in a world where he won’t be distracted, which will give him the opportunity to focus and achieve his goals. He started thinking about it, planning what he’ll do and how he’s going to make the best out his second chance. “He won’t be like his dad, he thinks, he won’t waste his chances. He’ll grab what comes and run with it” (Allison 34). It will be all about him and the basement, who he will become, who he was meant to become. “In the basement, they won’t feed him much, so he will get all dramatic skinny. He could learn to eat imaginary meal meals and taste every bite-- donuts and hot barbecue wings and stay all skinny and pure. He’s going to come out that basement Brad-Pitt handsome and ready for anything” (Allison 34-35). In his mind, these are all the opportunity that he’ll get to become who he wants to be.
Jeannette still remembers waking up in that hospital, the doctors all around her watching her wake. She was just three years old when the incident happened. During the incident, she had been making hot dogs, when all of a sudden, flames from the stove crawled up her little pink dress and lit her on fire. Her mother's activities were interrupted when she heard the sharp, painful screams coming from Jeannette. Her mother grabs her and her brother and gets a ride to the hospital.
Jason flourished for the next six years, even winning his fifth-grade citizenship award. In sixth grade, however, his medication stopped working, and he became aggressive again. But Jason's teachers did not believe he had a disability and refused to allow any special "accommodations," like extra time to take tests. At Christmas, Jason was so depressed that he threatened to kill himself. After three weeks' treatment at a psychiatric hospital, he was put on Adderall, another stimulant, which helped him recover. Now he is back at school, this time with a full time teacher's aide and other accommodations for his disability. "He just had a midterm evaluation," Cathy said, "and his teachers all said that he was a delight to have in class."
In Corsicana, Texas, Cameron Willingham and his family’s home was burned down the twenty-third of December 1991. According to the report, Cameron was asleep when the fire started and survived the accident with only a few injuries, as for his children they were not so lucky, they lost their lives to the tragic accident. At the time of the accident, Cameron’s wife was buying presents for their children for Christmas. According to a witness, her daughter Diane and Buffie from a few houses down went outside and saw Cameron screaming, “My babies are burning up!” Diane and Cameron tried countless attempts to rescue the girls from their room until the fire department could get there.
Pyramus was the cute boy next door, and Thisbe the prettiest girl in the entire neighborhood. They lived right next door to each other. Their parents were in a dispute over rent money; Thisbe’s father was the manager of the apartments and Pyramus’s parents had been late on their payments for a few months now. The kids were not allowed to talk or to see each other. One thing, however, they could not forbid- their young and carefree love that pound in each others hearts. They conversed by signs and glances, and the fire burned more intensely for being covered up.
After that little incident, Jason was still wondering where the candy was. Then all of a sudden he see’s a big tall building which seems to look like a house. The light above the door starts to flicker on and off as he walks closer. It gradually starts to get faster and faster, When when he gets to the door it stays as a solid beam of light as he goes to ring the doorbell. The door automatically opens and makes a loud creak as if someone were scratching a chalkboard as his teacher did to get the classes attention.
Once upon a time, in a cabin far away, it was Halloween night October 31st 1973. A group of friends decided to go to a cabin in the woods to celebrate their favorite holiday together. Busses packed full of people were going to the party that me and Skyler had planned. We invited almost the whole school. Finally after hours of searching for our final destination we arrived. Skyler and I were the first to be at that raggedy torn down cabin. We brought the lights and the beers and the snacks , we spent hours and hours of decorating and setting up finally Andy showed up to help with all the heavy work.
There it was. I heard the soft, barely audible squeak of the third to stop stair. I freeze, every muscle tense, silently going into panic mode. Red lights flashed in my mind, as I slowly clicked off my flashlight. I was completely soaked, as the air conditioning had quit working. This normally wouldn't bother me, but it was July and I was smothering in my warm quilt, my plush blanket, and my flannel sheets. I was red faced and breathing hard, but it was made worthwhile with the promise of finishing the Hunger Games that night. Without these, the bright light of my reading light would be seen from the hall. I could've shut my door, but then I wouldn't here my Mom, creeping up to check on
It was a dark gloomy night at the Ole Cabin in Kentucky. Four friends were having their own camping trip in the woods at Ole’s Cabin. Little did they know the Ole cabin was abandoned for decades. They say about five years ago, five campers were killed that night in the cabin but that was just a silly story that has been going around these years. RJ, Amy, MJ, and Louis started preparing their bed to go to sleep after their long journey from Canada. The Cabin has five rooms; four of them were bedrooms and one was the living room. Before RJ went to the door to his room; he bumped into the tall pillar and a shiny object fell into his backpack without him realizing it. The lights were out when the five friends decided to call it a night. Amy was still awake and couldn’t go to sleep. She went to get a water bottle from the living room. All of a sudden Amy started to scream. RJ, MJ, and Louis came out of their rooms and saw Amy screaming in fear. “What’s wrong Amy?” said Emma. Amy pointed at the wooden entrance door. On the door there was a writing written in blood. “Put back the turtle…” ...
In the text, it states “I’m downstairs in the rec room playing zombie attack. No sound. I don’t want mom to know, although I’m pretty sure she guesses.” (p.1) I am sure every kid has had the experience of playing a banned game or engaging in an activity that they know they will get in trouble for. This is even further complicated for Cameron because his mother wants the volume low so people outside can not hear the game. The author paired a shared childhood experience with a scary situation very well. My next connection is a text to text connection about Cameron’s new home. Cameron says “something’s missing. A dishwasher. Seriously. Where’s the dishwasher?”. (p.13) This reminds me of the movie Inside Out when the main character’s family moves to a new home and the main character does not like it. The main character Riley did not like her house because it was empty. Both characters found reasons to be upset with their house that can be easily fixed. My next text to text connection was when the author described the cafeteria such as the announcements from the guidance counsellors, the smell of cafeteria food, and people yelling and talking. In the text it said “ I get on the bus and I take my place near the back, Cody’s gang barking me down the aisle”. (p. 40) This was similar to the description of the character’s experience in Fourth Grade Rats by Jerry Spinelli. This is also similar to my own personal experience of getting onto a school bus full of over-excited classmates. This is probably a somewhat universal student
A few students ran behind her desk, myself and around twelve other students pressed our bodies against each other in a closet of school supplies. Three more of the tiny explosions and cries of terror engulfed my ears. Those are my friends. Paranoia and adrenaline controlled every inch of me. Every few seconds, another kid stuck in the closet with me would break the painful silence with a hiccup of a breath.
I could almost taste the aroma of machine oil with just a hint of tobacco as I took a deep breath in an effort to calm myself. The janitor’s room was dark and silent, so unlike the hustle and bustle of the fourth grade classroom that I had just been kidnapped from. As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, my attention jumps from object to object. Drills, saws, tool boxes and hung on the walls were all sorts of gadgets that were begging to be explored. After a second deep breath, reality dashed any hope of exploration. I was a prisoner. My life was doomed.
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,