"You idiot!" A man shouted. "I said 'screwdriver', not whatever the hell this is!" His throat was becoming awfully sore from shouting at a younger man searching through the toolbox for a screwdriver, he was grabbing everything but the screwdriver. A green skinned alien named Sour sat in a seat which reminded him of the 'timeout chair' in kindergarten, which he called Jail. The last thing Sour could remember was that he was knocked out, someone had hit him in the back of the head with a hammer. The angry man continued to shout at the young gentleman, until he noticed that Sour was awake. "Sir!" The young man screamed over his Boss's shouting, "He is awake!" His boss turned around to Sour. The man had skin that was starting to wrinkle around …show more content…
Jacoby would not let Sour live, never would he let this... Child... This monster be freely roaming the streets! "Never," He said, slowly squeezing the trigger of his pistol. He loosen his grip on his gun and dropped it. Blue man had a katana pressed against Jacoby's back. "Please stop, sir," he said, politely. Blue man's eyes were focused on his boss and the sweat dripping from his forehead. Jacoby was enraged, his 'loyal' friend was not so loyal after all. He faced the young gentleman, his lips formed a thin frown. Mr. Jacoby kicked the sword out of blue man's hand and knocked him to the ground. Sour stood up, all this fighting was annoying. He didn't even know why they were fighting. "Who the friggin' hell are you?!" Sour screamed, his hands in tight fists. Jacoby laughed and patted Sour's shoulder. Sour always hated it when people would touch him, so he punched Jacoby straight in the face, breaking his glasses and nose. The blue haired one stood by, wiping invisible dirt off his plaid shirt. "We're the U.M.F." He said, glaring at Jacoby. "Also known as the stupid group of idiotic Underage Mad Fools," Jacoby said, cursing as he held his head back, squeezing his bleeding nose with a cloth to keep the blood from dripping onto his $500 navy blue
Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet is an eye opening novel by Jamie Ford following the life of Chinese American, Henry Lee, and his Japanese American companion Keiko Okabe and their struggle throughout a period of discrimination, prejudice and paranoia in Settle Washington during World War Two. At first glance, one might assume that the theme of the book is along the lines of something romantic; however, there is one reoccurring theme that is misunderstandings and misinterpretations can lead to harmful situations. This theme is seen quite often through the book; however, three of the most preeminent instances are Henry had believed Keiko had stopped caring for him when instead his father had prevented Henry from receiving his letters, when Henry’s father and the rest of the community had believed all Japanese were inherently their nemeses, and when Henry kept his past a secret to Marty because the thought it would upset Marty.
He arrived with the mexicans however, he did not leave with them as he was offered a full time job for the rest of the summer. He accepted the job mainly because he could not stop thinking about the farmer's daughter, Lynette. It was then that he had a steady job and fell in love for the first time. This is where he worked from sun up to sun down.. This went on for weeks. Alice, Bill’s wife would always bring him food and Bill would always pick him up. Until one night, Alice came and got the boy. She told him that Bill was in town and would be home later, however, Alice work the boy up at two in the morning and sent him to town to retrieve her husband. The boy found him in the bar in a huge poker game with lots of money. A huge fight broke out and the boy was told to grab the money off the bar and when the fight finished outside they left. Bill gave the boy almost two hundred dollars of the money. The next night there a sheriff’s car in the driveway. The sheriff was there looking for the boy. He said there was a poster of him in town. Bill told him “he busts his balls for me” that he was a good kid. Again,another life lesson, that working hard had paid off for him. The sheriff told him that if it all checked out he would bring him back. However, the Sheriff took all his money and threw him in a jail cell. It was there that he broke out and ran. He hitched a ride to Oregon. He was pissed and mad. He fell asleep in the man's car on the way to Oregon. When he awoken he was offered some coffee and doughnuts. However, before eating them a peasant came through the windshield and killed the man. The car was wrecked and the boy was scared. He got out of the car and headed down the road. He then picked up by Hazel. She took him to her farm, fed him and cleaned him up and he was grateful for that. Hazel took the boy to the county fair. This is where is ran in to the sheriff that had took all
Al Candraj had nails and a few thing in his house to build something, but he didn’t have a hammer so he was in town, and when he was in town he went inside a store and saw a hammer. He right away thought that he could use the hammer to build what he wanted to build, so he grabs the hammer and slips it in his pocket. “What’s he swiped?” “A hammer.” The young man looked at Al with hatred. “Hand it over,” he’s The boy brought the hammer out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, who said, “I ought to hit you over the head with it, that’s what I ought to do.” He turned to the older man, the boss, the manager of the store. This
Can a person’s desire to fit in among society be so strong that it becomes the driving force of his life? Throughout Joyce Carol Oates' "Because It Is Bitter, and Because It Is My Heart", the main characters are so desperate to be accepted by the society that this very desire molds their decisions and their lifestyle. The longing to be accepted burns so deep within Duke and Persia Courtney, Jinx Fairchild and most importantly, Iris Courtney that their lives are built around it.
He gets up and jumps up and down saying “ribbit ribbit”. He goes to the bathroom and comes back with wet pants, the assistant hands him a new pair of sweatpants to wear but he moves his head side to say, saying “no it has a hole”. Girl in white and blue sweatsuit sits next to teacher the majority of the observation period, she is holding crayons on her hands and gives them to the teacher when she asks for them. She gets up walks around the table and looks over the other children’s shoulder, she holds out one crayon with her right hand to a
There was a man with golden-orange hair and eyes dressed in uniform, along with some other men dressed the same way walking through a grey-bricked corridor. They soon arrived to a room with iron bars, obscuring the view inside. They had opened the door and on the floor of that tiny room was the golden-haired boy surrounded by a number of paper planes. He looked up at the officers, his face filled with surprise and fear. Two of the officers went behind the boy and struck him in the back, eventually pinning him to the ground while the man with the golden-orange hair picked up one of the paper planes. He unfolded it and read it while the boy was struggling to get up. Soon the man tore up the paper plane and let its pieces gently fall onto the floor. The golden-haired boy's eyes widened and his eyes followed the pieces. He soon screamed out of utter rage and got up, pushing the other two officers off his body. His hand balled up into a fist and he punched the man who had torn the precious little plane. Just when he was going to go for another punch, the two other officers grabbed him and dragged him off. The boy screamed and struggled to break free as his eyes filled with tears.
On a very sunny day Chris was walking down on his block. He keeps walking until he said a green paper once he saw closely and he saw an hundreds dollars in the floor. While he was looking at it he was watching around because he though some one was seeing him and there was a man but he didn’t see him. He didn’t now what to do with it. That was his lucky day because he found the hundreds dollars. He was worried because he now’s that someone seen him.
Days went by, working in the small, little shop. Jeremy started figuring out everything and what goes on. One day, after working as hard as a dog, Eli told Jeremy that he could leave a few hours early because he noticed Jeremy was exhausted. Eli asked Jeremy that before he got on his horse to go back home, he had to clean up the materials he was using. Jeremy then ran towards his work station to clean up the mess he had made. After ten minutes of gathering the cotton he made a mess with, Jeremy had to put away the spikes that were used to separate the cotton from the seeds.
Not knowing how bad the situation will prevail, escalating rage explodes, throwing the dinner tray against the wall! Shouting violently, ‘Thank you!’ the echoing of music continued to play. Examining the stone cell, fitted out with a sink, toilet and shower artistically constructed purely from stone. Humiliation, anger and regret released a tear, retiring to bed, staring up, rolling over grabbing his shoe from the floor. Rising from bed, positioning himself with a quarterback stance he threw far and high as possible, straight up it went blasting into a wave of electrical currents! Sparks spewed downward blinding his sight, suddenly the shoe fell before him, burnt sizzling, along with that horrid odor of burnt rubber! The stranger spoke as Abram demonstrated despair, sitting on the floor, staring at the upshot of his actions, ‘Dum ass!’ pausing briefly, ‘go to sleep you unfortunate bastard!’ Soothing classical music continued. Posturing along the
The laughter filled the room as I ran through the house running away from my uncle who was close behind me. I thought that I finally escaped from him but as soon as I turned around I was blasted with shaving cream that placed a thick, fluffy layer onto my clothes. I knew from then on there was going to be a revenge fight with the famous barbasol shaving cream. Later on that day, he decided to take a nap and did not worry about anything that happened earlier that day. I knew this was the perfect time to get revenge and cover him in shaving cream like he did to me. I tiptoed into my grandparents bathroom and carefully opened their linen closet. There was five aerosol cans of barbasol shaving cream that were all different types. I decided to choose the extra moisturizing shaving cream to use on my uncle. After I made my decision, I closed the closet door as quietly as I could and then tiptoed back out to the living room where my uncle was curled up on the couch. I sprayed the shaving cream into my uncle’s hands and it foamed over onto his stomach. I grabbed one of my grandma’s cat’s toys that had feathers on the end of it and began slowly tickling his nose
“I have a lot of more important things I should be dealing with like finalizing my swimming pool plans than listen to a worthless employee tell me what I should and shouldn’t do. This has made my decision final and you should start to evacuate your office promptly and I will be down to personal escort you out in two days!! Good day Erda!” he finished. When Erda tried to argue with his decision he called the guards to remove Erda from the percents of the boss. Then the boss decided that after all his hard work he was ready for a massage. While walking down the hall to the massage room he noticed something he had never seen before, he turned down the opposite hall and walked to the end of the hall. He poked and prodded this machine and then decided to step in and push the button. Then there was a loud
The American man sat at the table. He was fat, ignorant and loud. He gave off the impression that he thought he was close friends with everybody and he was liked by everybody. He wore a white shirt with short sleeves with faded floral patterns decorating the shirt. He yelled out for all to hear “Hey you! Waiter! Waiter! Uno Club Soda! Capiche?” He looked at his chunky gold watch on the inside of his forearm, 1:43 pm, he pulled a blue handkerchief out of his pocket and swiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead. The waiter returned with his drink, which he yearningly snatched to quench his thirst, another man strolled towards his table and momentarily lifted his sunglasses. They both reached into their left
The autumn sun beat down still and hot as Trey peered over the whitewashed fence. Widow Harris' garden was just on the other side. It was a very sad looking garden. There were weeds everywhere. He scanned past the zucchini squash, the only thing doing well in the whole garden, and over the cantaloupe vine.
Out of the corner of my I eye there was a tiny silver peanut on my holder, he whispered a date, 2024 I nodded my head and poof! We took of in a spiral of colors. Glancing at myself and the peanut as well at the polar bear I saw that we were a really ugly color yellow maybe the most ugly yellow ever seen, it made me so nauseous, that I had to close me eyes. I heard a weird buzzing sound so i opened my eyes
I was like this tall rock person that was on fire so I called him heatblast. Then this robot fell right out of the sky then it just went flying at me so tried to shut it down. But I was not strong enough to fight the robot yet so I ran away back to the camping site. I might of burned down a few trees on the way back to the camping site but before I reached the camping I timed out of my alien that I was then my grandpa saw me limping so he asked what was the matter I told him what