INITIATION-Sylvia Plath - Initiation is a story of group exclusivity‚ self exploration and personal transformation of a girl in Lansing High. It is the story of Millicent‚ who discovers that being an individual offers more opportunities than being part of a sorority. In Initiation‚ the author‚ Sylvia Plath expresses the hardships Millicent undergoes to become a member of the elect. Millicent is forced to go through several rituals which decide whether she is capable of joining the sorority. At first
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Beowulf: Short Story In the beautiful town of Ventaria‚ which is located near the southern- most point of Ireland‚ a once proud colony of people enjoyed the magnificent surroundings and a simplistic life. Brian the Great‚ beloved ruler of the Ventarians‚ had been killed by the evil Filth-Sammich. This vile creature‚ with a crocodile-like build‚ had a head larger than the immense church in the center of the town. When fully-opened‚ the mouth of the Filth-Sammich could open wide enough to fit
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was so young during that time period‚ I had absolutely no idea that my family was homeless. The word homeless comes with such a bad attachment‚ so for a long time I never spoke about it to anyone. But‚ I think it’s important to share your personal story‚ in hopes that another can relate. About three years of my life were spent either in a car or a shelter or once in a while at a family/friends home. Given that‚ I think it would be best to speak only about the first year. Granted that it was the most
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you believe it or not‚ They still have feelings while their happiness will rot‚ They have to avoid the police‚ as they are not good‚ And don’t give support like you’d expect they would‚ But each child has their memories‚ There old life their story‚ Only their love to poses as their pride and glory‚ Hardly any food at all‚ only crumbs so not a lot‚ And their names and identity‚ long forgot‚ So if you hear something when it’s dark‚ don’t turn on that light‚ Because you already know that’s
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Zichao Huang Mr. Lambert English028 March 17‚ 2015 The Story of an Hour “The Story of an Hour” is about a woman named Mrs. Mallard who is married to a man named Mr. Mallard. Mrs. Mallard does not have a very good heart‚ and she is sick. Something bad has happened‚ and people do not know how to tell her about it. Josephine is her sister‚ and she tells Mrs. Mallard that Mr. Mallard died in a train accident. Richards is Mr. Mallard’s friend‚ and he is there because he knew about the accident. Richards
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BELONGING STORY(2) Coughing violently‚ I passed the glass pipe along to the young man beside me‚ who took a long drag before handing it on the next in the circle. I could feel the foul-tasting smoke tear down my throat and withstood the urge to vomit. The entire room was overflowing with a fetid haze; it grated against the back of my throat as though it were sandpaper. I fought to maintain my composure and appearance of serenity‚ but if anyone looked close enough they would easily be able to distinguish
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of English which left me feeling so different from everyone else. Moving to a new place for a foreigner is never easy because you leave behind friends‚ your house‚ relatives‚ and a bunch of other things. It’s depressing from a child perspective
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Short Story Scrutiny. Scepticism. Shock. It was all too familiar‚ the look on the faces in the room. An aboriginal female in a doctor’s coat. She glanced around the room as she sat down. The dullness of the grey walls seemed to absorb the lost hopes and dreams of the young men around her. The stale oxygen that lingered in the small room was slowly suffocating under the sterile smell of disinfectant. The only glimmer of light was a small corner of a window where the morning sun shimmered through
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very few could manipulate it to their will. The man in this story is me‚ my name is Rayn and I write this story to chronicle my rise to power. My journey started when I was in my mid twenties and our country was at war with a neighboring kingdom. I was a guard for a small village which was ruled by the empire of Luton grod. One day while out on patrol a strange old man was making his way to our village. This is where our story begins. The
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the edge of the table. I’m wearing blue shorts. I place my hands on either knee and slowly move my legs apart‚ looking downward with no expression the whole time. Although his eyes widen a little‚ he only looks at me. He moves back one step. With my hands still on either knee‚ I smile at him. He smiles slightly. He steps forward‚ still smiling‚ but looking
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