The Dark! - Original Writing All I see before me is darkness-a cold and chilling sight compared to the warmth my previous life had comforted me with. Everywhere I look is black, not a light or spark in sight. The situation I find myself in is so uncommon, yet so alluring to my senses. My body has become numb from the cool wind blowing, yet the wind seems to touch my mind as well, sending me into panic. Thoughts flow into my head. Where can I go in such a place? Where is there to run to in the darkness? I look at my feet- they are the vehicle for my journey, the only solution to finding my way through this barren and desolate place. I close my eyes, feeling my foot reaching out into the unknown, and as it comes down, the blackness is gone. I open my eyes to find myself in a world of lush green trees, birds singing and sunlight streaming through the copious canopy above me. As I start to move through the fertile surroundings, my body becomes light, as if it has transformed into a dream. I continue to walk, taking in the scenery around me, captivated by this new and exciting wilderness. Suddenly I see a shadow looming above me. I turn, fast on my heels to confront my attacker, to find no-one there. Yet the shadow still looms. I fasten my pace, hoping to get away from my silent follower. Yet the shadow still looms. I run, my feet lifting off the ground as fast as they can, as they try to keep up with my beating heart. I hear the shadow call out to me. “Faster, faster!” it yells, “You are running out of time- hurry!” It still looms above me, following me so that I can’t escape it. I begin to sweat. What am I going to do? Who is this monster, hunting me like prey, forcing me to flee? I run- run away from the shadow, run away from the voice, run away from any comfort I had found.
and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will
“Altruism: Concern for the welfare of others, as opposed to egoism; selflessness” (American 99). In her book entitled When Light Pierced the Darkness, Nechama Tec asserts that people who aided Jews during the Nazi Holocaust may have acted altruistically; however, they did so under a modified definition of altruism. Furthermore, she offers her own definition of altruism within the context of the Holocaust and designates six traits, which she found rescuers of Jews to exhibit. While many of these traits are apparent in the personalities of characters in the films: Shop on Main Street, Cold Days, Divided We Fall, and Europa Europa, some of them are glaringly absent.
The book, Night, by Elie Wiesel, explains one account of the Holocaust and the totalitarianism that flanked the planned annihilation of the Jews. In this book, the Nazi Party threatens humanity when the government commits attempted genocide. Evil triumphs over Good in Night because Elie believes that his humanity is worthless upon spending a year in the clutches of the Nazis. Victimized by the Germans and Hungarians, Elie and other Jews swiftly lose faith in God, who allegedly created the German concentration and extermination camps. During a makeshift Rosh Hashanah service in the camp with ten thousand inmates present, many prisoners bless their eternal sovereign. Elie regrets this process alongside many others, for:
In the 1960s life for African Americans was not the best, yet neither was it the worse. As many African Americans had already experienced the agonizing pain in slavery. In the 60s, the battle for civil rights had defined the decade. All beginning in February of 1960 when four African American students sat down at a “Whites-Only” counter and refused to leave. The uproar began when thousands blocked segregated restaurants and shops across the upper south, which drew the country’s attention to “Jim Crow” laws. There was a movement in Chicago known as the Chicago Freedom Movement which was led by Martin Luther King, Jr. Rosemary L. Bray, her mother, her abusive father and younger siblings all attended the march which demanded changes like equality for schools in the City of Chicago. In this memoir Unafraid of the Dark held many phenomenal
The narrator in The Places Below states: “If you cannot bear the silence and the darkness do not go there; if you dislike black night and yawning chasms, never make them your profession. If you fear the sound of water hurrying through crevices toward the unknown and mysterious destinations, do not consider it. Seek out the sunshine. It is a simple prescription. Avoid the darkness.
I am surrounded by the splendor of the nature. On a moderately sunny morning, birds are peeping while sitting on the gigantic mature tree in the park. The stream of water rising from the fountain is crafting a magical melody. The mesmerizing winds have imprisoned everyone’s attention. The bright colorful flowers are depicting the charms of their juvenile. Different pleasant sounds in the environment are contributing to the concerto of nature. Leaves rustling in the cool breeze are an amazing part of the environment. A young couple sitting on the bench beside the fountain is relishing the pleasant sight.
They won’t stop screaming until one of them is chosen and drunk and I shrink down into this miniscule of a thing.
¦terminating in a gloomy red light and a gloomier entrance to a black tunnel…there was a barbarous, depressing and forbidding air. So little sun... ... middle of paper ... ... ¦Surely there is a cruel haunting of me. What can I do?
As the sky begins to brighten to a gray, and the stars that were so brilliant just seconds ago begin to grow dim, my imagination starts to picture things moving that are really nothing but shadows in the trees. It is as if the shadows are racing around trying to find their owners before the sun peeks its gleaming face up over the horizon. A deer jumps from its bed, scaring the horses and pumping a quart of adrenaline through my system, as my pistol jumps to my hand. Once I realize it is just a deer, I put my pistol back in its holster.
Suddenly, I felt myself falling from the cloud. Down, down, down he fell, farther and father from home. At last I landed on the earth, in the dark green foliage of the rainforest. Around me as far as I could see were tall trees, dense green leaves, red mushrooms and multicolored insects of every shape and size. Strange creatures surrounded him, and the sounds and sights were like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. All I was sure of was that I wanted to go back home. But how?
up a rocky path. Immediately I feel like I am in nature. I am reminded of all
Fortunately, I wake every morning to the most beautiful sun lit house. I sit on my porch sipping coffee, while I drink in an atmosphere that steals my breath away. Rolling hills lay before me that undulate until they crash into golden purple mountains. Oh how they are covered in spectacular fauna, ever blooming foliage, and trees that are heavy with pungent fruit. Green it is always so green here at my house. Here where the air lays heavy and cool on my skin as does the striking rays of the sun upon my cheeks. I know in my soul why I choose to be here every day. Pocketed in all the nooks and crannies of these valleys and hills are stately homes, rich with architecture resplendent. Diversity is the palate here; ...
Stopping and taking a moment to close my eyes and breath in the fresh clean spring like air then slowly opening them to the wonder of the view around me I feel I’m making the most of life.
The sunless sky covered the woods over the treetops which created a canopy over my head. The crimson and auburn foliage was a magnificent sight, as this was the season known as Fall. There was a gentle breeze, creating the single sound of rustling leaves. The leaves appeared as though they were dying to fall out of the tree and join their companions on the forest floor. Together with pine needles and other flora the leaves formed a thick springy carpet for me to walk upon.
dream on a huge fifteen acre lot. As I approach the stairs at the entrance to