Short Stories Comparisons Over a short period of time‚ we have accumulated a lot of information regarding short stories as a result from reading. They all had many significant themes and a variety of symbolic meanings. The majority commonly share many aspects however certain stories are completely unrelated. “The Lottery Ticket” by Anton Chekhov and “Rich for One Day” by Suzanne Jacob share the most similarities. Their similarity is evident between the setting‚ characters and the plot. To begin
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The "Other" The two stories‚ "Araby" and "Going to The Moon"‚ seem to have a common theme‚ fascination and fear of things different. From the opposite sex to distant places‚ these fascinations exist within all people. "Araby" is the story of a young boy’s journey to a mystical bazaar known as Araby. "Going to The Moon" is the story of a young boy who feels "isolated and like an interloper in his world" and a dream of other worlds to be free of ridicule. The two characters mentioned above are prime
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The clock tower struck 6 o’clock just as the storyteller finished the story. The old woman hummed and stood from her stool‚ motioning the children sat before her to rise from the carpeted floor. “That’s all for today‚ dearies. It’s time to go home.” She instructed before noticing the fear on their little faces. “Oh‚ my lovelies. I’m so sorry if the story had frightened you. The past may have been scary and wasn’t always peaceful‚ but it is also in the past. The broomriders are gone‚ and King Mickey
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I was 13 when 9/11 happened‚ I was going to work with my mom‚ I was bored so I decided to look at the window and I saw a plane coming towards us. Before I knew it there was smoke‚ fires‚ and people screaming all over the place. I couldn’t find my mom and I couldn’t breathe‚ and also I could not find a way out. I broke open a door and came into another room with people trapped because the stairs were blocked by debris‚ I thought to myself and said “Everyone go out the window” we did‚ luckily everyone
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It’s being outside past midnight on a winter night. It’s a secret - it’s something we’re not supposed to see. The sky is purple but it’s also white. And why is it so bright out? The streetlamps mix the colors into a dynamic palate‚ with a hint of bronze. And the snowflakes the snowflakes the snowflakes. They’re frozen. Yes they are literally frozen water but that’s not what I mean. It’s chaos but if you look closer it’s not chaos. Look up. Look closer - they’re suspended in thin air‚ but every time
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It was the date of September 11‚ 2001‚ a plane had struck the Twin Towers at 8:36 am‚ devastating thousands of people. Meanwhile‚ in New York Firefighter Jessie‚ was getting up and saying goodbye to his wife. "Goodbye Samantha‚ I love you‚" says Jessie. Jessie’s daughter Bailey ran out of her room to give her dad a big hug and kiss goodbye. "Goodbye daddy I hope you have a good day at work‚ I love you‚" Bailey squealed. " Love you too‚" says Jessie. "Jessie why do you have to leave so
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What stood in front of him was a petite girl‚ with large blue eyes and long‚ black messy hair which fell down to her knees. “What do you want?” Came out of the little girl’s mouth. ” “I am here to ask some questions.” He stated sternly. After a short chat‚ he had to leave and make his way to the court‚ which was pronouncing the rules. “Both sides of the court will only have a week to gather evidence! Whoever fails to have solid evidence will lose the case! Now go‚” screeched the judge‚ “find
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Sally just shrugged as they were trudging through the muddy‚ rainy‚ and crowded streets with wet coats. Everything was obscure‚ the gutters were filled with dirty water. Their drenched feet and boots whined as they stepped on the cemented sidewalk.Their bodies had gave up on providing heat and presented to the atmosphere’s harsh temperatures. The small droplets upon their face chilled their skin and faintly glowed due to the foggy streetlights. The wind howled and echoed into their ears while the
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SHORT STORY The sun’s rays beamed upon Kabul. It had not rained for many months now. The grass had almost vanished and any remaining patches of grass looked rough and shaggy like uncombed hair that felt coarse as my feet brushed across a patch of dried grass along the ground. The heat was particularly unbearable this morning as I was drenched with sweat. It trickled down my down my face and back like a waterfall and made a puddle on the ground‚ almost as if I was being teased by Mother Nature. I
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Another boring story I am stuck listening to my brother tell over and over again for the next week. Chris sat quietly listening to his brother talk about how he kissed some girl on the cheek at lunch.
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