4 short stories Romance: Plot and setting- character is living alone‚ doesn’t do anything with his time and his fathers money‚ and wakes up one morning watching TV and realizes that he needs to do something with his life. This character dropped out of school‚ but still loved his life even though he didn’t do anything. This character knows they have great athletic skill and decided to try out for a team. He barely makes the team as he goes through trouble working as a team and contributing to cooperation
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When the young man opened the door the tiger came out‚ the princess was happier than ever. She only faked liking him and she wanted him dead‚ the princess knew which door was the tiger and which one was the girl. She wanted him dead because he killed her newborn sister which the king thought bandits killed her the sister. The young boy didn’t know that the princess knew that he killed the baby. When the tiger leaped on and tore the young man apart‚ she was delighted that the terrible man who killed
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As a terminology‚ “Bias” is basically used as a word of judgment toward objects and people. In these short stories bias is served towards race‚ gender‚ and age; showing that discrimination towards the littlest things can change the perspective in someone’s eye. In the short story‚ ‘’Birthday party” racial bias is being told to us. The children’s Aunt May is in town for the summer and she went outside overheard the colored kid say “hey sis” towards Josephine but her aunt did not know that she and
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was her mother. She glanced at the clock‚ and decided to let the voicemail get it. After a minute‚ she noticed the blinking light from the answering machine. “What if it’s something important? Or what if something is wrong?” Slowly‚ she got up from her chair‚ walked over to the answering machine‚ and hit the play button. “Hi‚ honey. It’s Mom. I just wanted to see how your day was‚ and to see if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight. Call me when you get a chance. Love you.” Julie groaned inwardly
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the cross that hanged from his neck. With a small glimpse of light appearing‚ he fixed himself upright‚ proud‚ straight and still. His hands brushed the victory medal as he saluted to the rising sun that glared over the nation. Without hesitation‚ back straight‚ hands stiff and elbows bent‚ I mimicked as he turned to face me. His impassive expression suddenly filled with colour as he lifted me onto his shoulder. “Come on‚ let’s make some morning tea”. *** Stepping away from my office windows‚ boiled
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removed two large red stones‚ placed a stone in each of the skull’s eye sockets. They began to glow‚ intensifying until they became fiery red staring into her eyes and soul. She breathes in the fragrance of incense and that of the cauldron’s brew‚ most pleasurable among fragrances her mate’s blood covering her body in its most natural state. She brought it to her moist‚ soft lips‚ kissed it. She began rubbing it between her breasts. Her body made love one last time to the one taken from her for forever
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The only thing the narrator seems sure about‚ in Ursula LeGuin’s “The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas” is that guilt does not exist in Omelas‚ but can this true. Omelas described as a happy place‚ a beautiful place‚ where no wars exist‚ no hunger‚ and no evil. Yet where does this “perfect” place come from? How can it exist? It exists because of one child’s pain and suffering produces this happiness‚ or maybe better put an illusion of happiness. Even though it is his sadness and pain that causes this
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such an important thing. They’re continually trying to cut back in schools on music and on acting and all the culture and stuff like that. It’s such a mistake. Luckily‚ when I was young‚ I picked up a guitar and started singing because it stopped me from hanging around the 7-11.
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“If You Love Me‚ Come Clean” by Flatsound. “Mom and Dad weren’t sure if you were coming down for supper or not‚ so they sent this up to you.” He hands me the hot pad and the burning plate‚ which smells phenomenal. “And‚ I wanted to say that I like your new hair.” He pulls a fork and spoon wrapped in a napkin out of his pocket and hands the bundle to me. He’s about to leave when I ask him‚ “Could you bring me up something to drink?”
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the country without ID. “I am a citizen of the United States‚” said Alex calmly. “Well‚ Mr. “Citizen”‚ you do not have any documents‚ and you do not have your ID‚ how can you prove that you are a US citizen?” said the immigration authorities officers with a tone of contempt and distrust. “If you think that I am an illegal immigrant‚ it is your burden to prove that I am‚ not mine!” said Alex. “Fine!” the officer shook his head‚ did not expect such a guy who looked like a refugee could refute his
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