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Use of Symbolism
Symbolism and interpretation
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“You can do anything you put your mind to” Why does she keep coming back to me when I let her go.I couldn't think of a reason,so I Let it out.I let a tear show.I promised myself that I would try not to but for some reason I break all the promises I make.It amazed me that I was still moving.We rushed over and realized,the house was almost gone on this side, the house had a line from where the dragon crashed.I was scared for my life.I wondered why it was such a big hole when it seemed so small.I was I walked through the door even though a gaping hole was in the side of the house. I remember the day we painted it,it was such a long process but we had paint wars and good times.But,not anymore.We followed it inside a winding figure the length of …show more content…
My name is Osarc and that other dragons name is malingo.I live in the high mountains but a few miles away.He got up and slithered through the hole in the “What now humans’’. People have been take.This is personal. Why would I care. Because your enemy is our’s
It has been too long since I last wrote to you, so I thought I would inform you on momentous events that happened in my life in the last little while. The previous time I heard from you was when Gabriel turned three. I can’t believe he is about to become a teenager now. My goodness, time flies by so fast. I was so ecstatic when I saw your prior letter arrive in my mail.
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
I'm currently walking along a long and barren road approaching a small forest. Of course, no one would recognize where I am. Of course not I'm obviously somewhere where even I wouldn't recognize, thrown into a place against my own will. I guess I can blame my own hubris for this one. “HEY I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUCKING FUN, don't be a condescending asshole.”
Crimson Peak, released in 2015 and directed by Guillermo del Toro, opens with a monologue by the film’s protagonist, Edith Cushing. This monologue continues for four minutes, encompassing a flashback which includes events of Edith’s childhood. Her dialogue introduces ghosts into the story and establishes many of the film’s most prevalent trends. During a flashback to her childhood, Edith’s mother comes to her in the form of a ghost. The syuzhet in this opening scene presents ghosts as terrifying and unwanted antagonists that exist to terrorize the hapless Edith. The film’s primary twist is that the ghosts are actually there not to terrorize Edith, but rather to save her from doom. Horrifying sound effects and music correlate with one another
Prologue 2015 – Villa Forenza Senior Apartments Las Vegas, Nevada You would think that a woman surrounded by so much drama in life, wouldn’t go nuts over people knowing she was found catatonic—but you'd be wrong. When ‘Crazy Ava’ learned that the biddies of Villa Forenza had stared right inside of her door as paramedics treated her, she was livid. “You were directly inside the open door, lying on the couch,” Blanche Davis told her. Blanche was a woman who had been in style a century ago.
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In the novel “Lord of the Flies” by William Golding, kids are trapped on an island, away from home. They didn’t just appear there out of thin air; they were on a plane which crash landed on the island with no sign of wreckage besides a large gully where the plane landed called “the scar”. Though they may be lost, they finally came together and began to explore the island. They were gifted with the island they crashed upon, since the island had warm weather, food and water, allowing them to survive. Whilst exploring and learning more about their temporary home, they decide to elect someone out of their group to lead the pack. Some disagreed but they came to a conclusion and finally elected Ralph to lead them through their journey of unawareness
Valiant, peerless, noble. Banquo was a father nobody can replace. I, Fleance, stand here before you to pay tribute to our humble friend three months after his tragic passing. He was but a young sapling who planted a legacy of perspicacity and integrity. The green of his sleeves and his ripe mind were in full bloom, to then be harvested by the reaper himself. Now that the Macbeth is deceased, it is finally safe for me to come out of hiding to formally commemorate the short but prosperous life of this great man. We all mourn the loss of our great friend who is to be remembered for his admirable honour to his country, his intelligence and his compassion as a father, all of which made him a kinsman, friend and father that one may not surpass.
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"So do you remember when you made your big debut?" Walt Disney asked even though I know he remembers that perfect day like it was yesterday.
You would. My inner voice says No I would not, thank you very much. That is what you are doing right now, isn’t it?
I walked through the dead forest. Fire burnt on limbs of trees, never even flickered. My bare feet were making crunching sounds that messed with the crackling of the fires, burning along the trail. This was the most depressing place I’ve ever been. I’ve been counting every day since we made the deal over the pomegranate seeds.
As we walked through the woods on the dark cold night in October we notice screaming of what we had thought to be the neighbor girl. We creep closer to the large mansion and climb the gates to get in the massive front yard. As me and my friends Kevin, Douglas, and randy reach the front door, we slowly creep open the front door, we hear screams and yells and very quickly leave the situation. We head back to the house for the night and decide that we will make a plan and return to the mansion tomorrow.
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