I opened the door to the old house. Just one step into the entrance and it was easy to see all the broken glass, the dirty floors and cabinets, and the strangest of all, there was a windy breeze blowing through. As expected, Madison was not there, I knew she wouldn’t be anywhere, ever again, after ‘the incident’. Jack was the one I was looking for, I didn’t think he could get far on his own, he was only 4 after all. There were no signs of him anywhere inside or anywhere around the small Boston suburb, or what is used to be. The only option left was to head into town, look for survivors, and see if anyone knows where Jack might be. I had to find him. I had to find my son. The miniscule amount of supplies on my back would hold me over for only …show more content…
My wife Madison and our young son Jack were just at home playing Uno. I’ll never forget those sirens. The entire United Federation of States, which used to be the United States of America, had lived in fear of a mass nuclear attack from none other than Russia for many years. In preparation, the government built hundreds of underground bunkers known as Safes. These Safes were all different…each and every one was different. Safe 415 was the one closest to us. We ran, Madison carried Jack as I pushed through hundreds of young and elderly people. We made it on the last elevator down. As the top safety hatch closed, I could hear the …show more content…
She was laying on the ground, decomposing, with a bullet through her head. Who knows how long she might have been there. I was devastated, but Jack was nowhere to be seen. I had to find him. I had to find my son…
The next morning, I arrived in town. There was a small amount of civilization in the middle of the once bustling city. I met a self-proclaimed detective.
“I’m looking for my son Jack. I have to find him! He was stolen from my wife and I in 415. Please help me! I have to find my son! He’s only 4, I know he’s alive!” I screamed desperately.
He explained to me all that he knew, “The only people that I know who would ever think about doing such a despicable act would be The Federation. There’s one small problem though.”
“The Federation?” I asked, “Where are they, I need to find them and get Jack back!”
“The Federation is a government based operation who want to gain back control of all the major cities in the UFS. Lucky for you, their headquarters is based right outside of Boston, just north of here. I will alert our people of your need for help and we will see what we can gave you in terms of extra supplies to help you on your
Strange things began to happen the next couple days. First, Joey was in the living room of Grandma’s house making a jig saw puzzle. He heard the sound of a horses hooves walking slowly on the street then the sound stopped in front of the house and heard someone put something in Grandma’s mail box. Joey heard the horse walk away and a little while later Grandma’s mailbox blew up. Next, Ms. Wilcox’s outhouse was destroyed by a cherry bomb. Then, a dead mouse was found floating in the bottle of milk that was delivered to the front
After feeling ostracised by the township, the alienated Brennan family are driven to leave the town of Mumbilli at 4:30am. With hardly any peer support, Tom begins to lose his sense of security, resulting in his transformation into an unconfident teen who is afraid of public opinion. It is no wonder that Tom is unable to move on in his new town as he is being held back in fear of revealing his past. Burke tactfully illustrates Tom’s emotional kaleidoscope through phrases such as “I felt the knot snap” and “my guts landing at my feet” (Burke, pg 172) when reflecting on the accident. On the contrary, with encouragement from family members, Tom begins to step out of his comfort zone and face the future that is to come.
Where they grew up, kids as young as 8 years old were recruited into illegal operations; Wes and Tony included. Mary tried everything she could, but had lost her sons to the wonder and curiosity that money brings. The important place a mother should hold in her son’s life vanished and she was left to take care of their mistakes. Later in their lives, both boys were caught in a heist that set them up for an entire lifetime in jail. Their arrest sent “cheering responses” from everyone in their community. The boys were not only involved with a robbery, but a murder as well. The word spread quickly about their sentences and a “collective sigh of relief seeped through Baltimore. At home, Mary wept” (Moore 155). Many families go through traumatic experiences comparable to Mary’s situation. The choices her sons made left her alone, parallel to the isolation the boys were experiencing as
This episode of The Twilight Zone “The Shelter”, focuses on a neighborhood set into mass hysteria because there has been an announcement over the radio that an unidentified flying object has been spotted flying towards America. This is assumed to be a plane carrying an atomic bomb because of the tensions that were happening at this time between Russia and America during the Cold War. The tensions at the time of production for this episode were very high as the Berlin Crisis of 1961 had just taken place the summer before. This Crisis is why the writer of the episode, Rod Serling wanted to create a fictional scenario where there was an immediate threat of a nuclear war. Rod Serling was a soldier during WW2 which influenced his future stories
She had been in New York for quite some time, doing well in school and with a brand new best friend. When she returned to her grandparents, she nurtured her grandpa in his last moments, and when he had taken his last breath a little bit of Jacqueline had slipped away as well. It isn’t that she hadn’t cherished the time with her grandfather, but as if his death was too sudden, and when she had started to really find her way in New York and South Carolina began to fade into a memory, the news was a wake up call.
I woke up at John Morris’ house, on his coach. As I knocked a flyaway hair out of my face I noticed my face was wet, with tears, and then it all hit me at once that my Dad and Mrs. Borden were dead. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. I heard John Morris ask if I was alright, but that seemed like a completely different world, I responded with a meek okay, so Mr. Morris wouldn’t see me like this. That didn’t work though, I saw his tall shadowy figure ducking under the door frame with tea. As Mr. Morris sat down and put the tea on the coffee table in front of us, I turned my head and quickly wiped the tears from my eyes in hopes he wouldn’t see.
In conclusion, the tenuous relationship Sethe shared with her mother led to Sethe’s inability to provide for her children. Consequentially, the murder of Beloved built an emotional barrier that added to the preexisting issue of concerning her stolen milk left Denver with too little milk and the primitive drive to live that at first seemed foiled by her mother’s overbearing past. Yet, against all odds Denver was able to break her family’s legacy of being engulfed in the past and began taking steps for a better future.
She had just made it to her hotel room and heard the explosion. Her and her mother looked out the window and seen the smoke but were unsure of what was going on. They went outside and then were quickly evacuated from their hotel. Smith explains spent hours without any luggage before they could return to their room. Finally, late that night they were able to go back to their hotel room. Her father and brother, back home in Lakeland, were so devastated; they almost jumped into the truck to drive the trip from Lakeland to Boston to get her and her mother says
The father’s character begins to develop with the boy’s memory of an outing to a nightclub to see the jazz legend, Thelonius Monk. This is the first sign of the father’s unreliability and how the boy’s first recollection of a visitation with him was a dissatisfaction to his mother. The second sign of the father’s lack of responsibility appears again when he wanted to keep taking the boy down the snowy slopes even though he was pushing the time constraints put on his visitation with his son. He knew he was supposed to have the boy back with his mother in time for Christmas Eve dinner. Instead, the father wanted to be adventurous with his son and keep taking him down the slopes for one last run. When that one last run turned into several more, the father realized he was now pushing the time limits of his visit. Even though he thought he was going to get him home, he was met with a highway patrol’s blockade of the now closed road that led home.
Jack, thinking he might have been that very baby, retrieves the bag he was found in as an infant in which Ms. Prism identifies by some distinguishing marks to have been her own. Jack realized the woman that had been teaching his niece was his mother. But then Lady Bracknell explained that she was not, but Lady Bracknell’s poor sister Mrs. Moncrieff was. The irony continues to explain how Jack and Algernon were biological brothers. They were pretending to be earlier to play out their game of Bunburyism.
Jack worked with his dad as a contractor for a hotel. Jack was getting paid well and had an overall good lifestyle but decided that being a contractor wasn't what he wanted to do with his life. Jack had dreams of becoming a writer, and he was determined to fulfill them. Jack told his parents that he was moving back to the States to finish high school and his father found him a family to live with.
It led her to reflect on how she was living her life, and reminded her of the aspirations she had coming to New York. In the months that followed, she was uneasy, Jeanette couldn’t seem to accept the passing of her father. “ I found myself always wanting to be somewhere other than where I was. It took me a while to realize that just being on the move wasn’t enough : that I needed to reconsider everything” (280). Her father meant so much to her, now that he was gone she was loss and did not know how to move on. As a result, Jeanette realized that life on Park Avenue was not for her and decided to leave her husband, Eric. She carefully planned out her actions and reconsidered all aspects of her life. “ He was a good man, but not the right one for me. And Park Avenue was not where I belonged ” ( 281). Her relationship with Eric was good, she had a stable job and lived in a beautiful apartment on Park Avenue. However, when her Dad had passed, she became more self-aware and began making major decisions regarding her lifestyle. As time went by, Jeanette met her new husband, John. They invited the whole family for a Thanksgiving dinner at their new home. It had been five years since the death of Dad and she was now able to move on and find a closure for herself. She was strong enough to see her family which deeply reminded her of Dad. In contrast, Jeanette was now able to think of Dad in happiness. “We raised our glasses. I could almost hear Dad chuckling at Mom’s comment in the way I always did when he was truly enjoying something” (288). At dinner with all her family, she expresses her memories of her Dad in happiness, in which demonstrates her transition from grief to acceptance. Jeanette’s journey to accepting the passing of her father guided her through major changes in her life and sparked her to realise that the way she living was not right for
Jack believes its Mr. Harvey that murdered his daughter and harasses him without any proof but purely based off his instinct. Len visits jack and tells him to stop calling the police station on Mr. Harvey. Jack later grabs a baseball bat and walks outside and follows Mr. Harvey to the cornfield. He thinks he sees Mr. Harvey and attacks him but realizes it’s a girl and her boyfriend. The boyfriend takes the bat and nearly beats Jack to death with it. Jack later hints to Lindsey to break into Mr. Harvey’s house, even though he doesn’t exactly say it, he did want her to. She then breaks into his house and finds drawings of the underground box where Mr. Harvey
Yesterday I interviewed my mother’s friend who works at Banneker Elementary School. She talked to about her son who was murdered in 1995. She told me “she wished she was more involve in her sons life, and if she was he may still be here”. She told me that his father had left when her son was young; she believed if he had stuck around in her son’s life he may still be here (West).
A: “Here 's what would happen. The teacher would suddenly yell “Drop!” randomly during class. We would duck and cover under our desks and stay there for a certain length of time; I don’t remember how long that was. Once the drill was over, the teacher would say all clear. I think this was in the early 50’s. I was somewhere around fifteen years old. It was definitely frightening to us because we were all well aware of what the threat was. Like I said, the pictures we often saw in the newspapers had put the ideas in our head. There was a time, during my early teens, where I thought I wouldn’t live past twenty because of the bomb. It didn’t get in the way of living a normal life, however. You wouldn 't wake up every day thinking you were going to die of the bomb that day. Although, the threat was always in the back of our heads. Even though this was during the 50’s; a very peaceful time domestically. Th...