shown; the light from the street lamp seeping through the cracks. The mumble of the heater in the corner of the room; the faint sound of the blood dripping onto the floor were the only sounds. He lay there; motionless. The thuds were entering the silent room once again. The creaking of the wooden floor grew louder and louder. Still the light of the street lamp shone through the window and onto the far wall. The nasty figure walked into the murky room. Only its shadow appeared on the far wall behind
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1 The story is being told by a six year old boy‚ Gus Muk. He is the son of the Inem’s master. The story begins with a hardworking girl‚ Inem‚ who lives with Gus Muk’s family as a servant. The daily tasks for Inem are helping Gus Muk’s mother with cooking and watching over Gus Muk and Gus Muk’s younger brothers and sisters. 2 One day‚ when Inem is heating water in the kitchen‚ she talks excitedly with Gus Muk. Inem: “Gus Muk‚ I’m going to get married.” Gus Muk: “You’re joking!” Inem: “No
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sing praising the Lord around a huge fire. It is in the middle of night and we start heading back to our shacks when I start to hear a frantic voice that I recognize as my mother. “Achim! Achim!” she screams. I follow her voice all the way to the shore of Loango and I let out a blood-curling scream. My mother is in a cart hog-tied‚ gagged‚ and blindfolded. Suddenly‚ all I see is blackness‚ and my feet leave the ground. I feel a sharp pain in my left flank as I am thrown into some kind of cart
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FOOTNOTE TO YOUTH: SCRIPT NARRATOR: Dodong thought to himself he would tell his father about Teang when he got home. He was hesitant about saying it‚ but he wanted his father to know. DODONG: I will tell it to him. I will tell it to him. Dodong thought of his age‚ seventeen. Dodong started homeward‚ thinking how he would break his news to his father. He wanted to marry‚ Dodong did. He had pimples on his face‚ the down on his upper lip already was dark--these meant he was no longer a boy. He was
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federal Unborn Victims of Violence Act‚ was enacted “to protect unborn children from assault and murder… should be punished for intentionally killing a human being.” An abortion doctor stated he saw in an ultrasound‚ the baby’s mouth open in a silent scream‚ indicating Condic is accurate when she says‚ “fetuses feel pain during the abortion process”
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suspected!—they knew!—they were making a mockery of my horror!—this I thought‚ and this I think. But nothing was better than this agony! Anything is more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!— and now—again!—hark! louder than the snare! louder than the snare! louder than the snare! louder!—"Villains!" I shrieked‚ "dissemble no more!" I admit the deed!—tear up the planks!—here‚ here!—it is the beating of his hideous heart! When
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Dee Brown’s book‚ Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee will forever remind myself of the cruelty of those who came before us. Are we still a cruel nation? I am certain that those dealing with Native Americans in the 19th century felt they were not. The term Manifest Destiny was first defined by journalist‚ John L. O’Sullivan in 1845 as‚ “And that claim is by the right of our manifest destiny to overspread and to possess the whole of the continent which Providence has given us for the development of the
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8 April 2014 Journal Entry 1 Today I began training for the cadet RFL (Regular Fitness Level) The RFL consists of a 2.4k run‚ and as many push ups and sit ups as you can manage afterwards. The run should take a maximum of 15 mins‚ with the record being 7 minutes‚ My fastest time is 12:30‚ but today I did it in 14‚ So I need to work on that. (I skipped the push up and sit ups‚ so I will need to add that into my training) I just got back on Sunday from staffing a three day leadership course
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she has trouble finding the right words. “Today‚ the Golden One stopped suddenly and said: ‘We love you‚’ But then they frowned and shook their head and looked at us helplessly. ‘No‚’ they whispered‚ ‘that is not what we wished to say.’ They were silent‚ then they spoke slowly‚ and their words were halting‚ like the words of a child learning to speak for the first time. ‘We are one … alone … and only … and we love you who are one … alone… and only.’ We looked into each other’s eyes and we knew that
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has a job. Check. Is she beautiful? Dang right she is beautiful. Check. Is she obedient? She does everything her husband says and does not speak when it is not her place. Check. Does she have any children? Yes‚ she has children and she did not even scream during the birth. Check. What if Martha never met this check list‚ or at least most of it anyway? What if Martha had been untamable‚ like her was in the beginning of the novel? What would her life been like if she were to have said something to her
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