weapon. Spotting what was in arms reach‚ he grabbed Lovienthal’s ceramic Cookie Monster cookie jar off the counter. He threw it as hard as he could directly at the man’s head‚ hitting him square on the button. The jar exploded into sharp fragments upon impact with the man’s face‚ knocking him backwards and back out the doorway. He then tumbled down the porch steps and out on the lawn. The trauma the dead man sustained from the jar had broken his nose along with knocking most of his front teeth out
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It was a rare beautiful summer day and I was bursting with happiness and joy to finally be able to meet the love of my life after several days. Every time I wasn’t with him I felt my world was crushing down on me. A day without him was like a year. The pain of him not being around was driving me insane. I just had to meet him‚ however Micheal was unaware of this. My plan was to surprise him. I knew exactly where he would be‚ it was a Saturday so of course he would be hitting the beautiful white beach
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literary piece I chose for this assignment is “The Welcome Table: by Alice Walker. The story is told using a third person omniscient point of view. The story is told beautifully with its detailed imagery‚ irony‚ ambiguity‚ and symbolism‚ which capture the reader’s attention from the start. The narrator’s use of imagery in the description of the characters and the setting gives the reader a clear picture as the story unfolds and the theme of racism is introduced. Walker weaves a tale of racism‚ redemption
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Avilio‚ being the serial pick pocket he is‚ manages to get the pair enough money to stay in a dinky inn on their way to the next town. The building is a sad sight‚ being nothing more than shabby wooden planks being held together by faith and strong glue. Nero is thoroughly convinced that if he sneezes hard enough‚ the building would collapse on its own. “We’d like to stay for a night. Two if possible.” An old lady with no teeth stands at the counter with a black cat on her shoulder. The cat hisses
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sun was just crossing the horizon‚ a flash of every color of the rainbow and more danced around it. I was at peace. I was so close to the ground that I could see every detail of every rock‚ every grain of sand. Time slowed. I could see every atom‚ every molecule. I had time now. I had the time to think about what I had done‚ and what it had meant. I had faced the snake. I had conquered my fear of heights‚ and I had conquered my fear of falling. I had conquered my fear of fear. It felt freeing in a way
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Jen saw the dogs first‚ their short muscular bodies scudding along the pavement like torpedoes. The Brothers and their men came after‚ followed by the girl and the fat woman. The shoppers and the tourists sensed the change in the atmosphere and parted instinctively‚ allowing them to pass. Jen hung back‚ keeping close to the buildings. Daniel and Joseph Avery were dangerous; catch their eye‚ come into their orbit‚ and you would become their victim. They stalked the streets like warlords‚ their dogs
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is it that when Sierra told me that ‘you were only being my friend is because I make you look like a better person’ seem true?” Wojak said. “I can not believe that Sierra would even dare to speak words of such.” Taylor said. “How can you even take upon yourself that I am only friends with you for a specific reason?” “I am friends with you because we understand each other.” Taylor states. “Besides‚ we are the only two people that understand us.” “Now that’s true.” Wojak laughs. “So are we cool Wo
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Maybe it was deep‚ torturing anger that grew in my chest every time I saw him torture my poor Adara. Or maybe it was the gut wrenching capital vice of envy flooding my bloodstream and driving me into insanity. I am certain many people will claim me as a"psychopath" for this crime. I’ll wake up tomorrow morning and
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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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territory. It was in the medieval times‚ 726 AD‚ and located in the kingdom of Caballero‚ and Zaden was a war. Many warriors on horses galloped on the field‚ trying to attack the other side‚ Zaden. These two sides had began a fight against another. Zaden had caused this fight by ambushing Caballero. Zaden desperately wanted territory‚ and decided to ambush its ally. Prince Zakai‚ the ruler of Zaden‚ was a fierce leader filled with desire. He wanted Caballero once‚ and for all. Now‚ it has caused a
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