Have you ever been sitting somewhere and felt unbearably bored, just thinking “I wish I were a bird and could fly freely.” Ten-year-old Handful, in the novel The Invention of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd, thought this way, but for a completely different reason. She thinks like this to escape the brutal reality of her life as a slave. Her owner, Eleven-year-old Sarah Grimke, is an abolitionist who got Handful as a birthday present and is forced to accept her by her parents. Kidd wrote this historical-fiction book not only to entertain, but also to provide the reader with a perspective of an awful time in history.
APiper dropped the paper bag on the granite kitchen counter, balancing her cell between her shoulder and the crook of her neck and continuing her conversation while she began unpacking the numerous bags of groceries. • You have to go with us, Diane - Piper protested into the phone while pushing almond milk into the fridge- Alex won’t enjoy her birthday if you aren’t there. • I’m sure Al with prefer to spend a romantic couple of days with her girlfriend – Diane replied sarcastically with a snort – than having her mother tag along. • We traveled a lot this year.
Now that Alex’s [so far lifelong] disease has been cured, he is playing out side. Some of the boys his age were playing with some round object that Alex had never seen. He went to go sit near a tree, when he sat down he found one near him. He reached over to pick it up. Being the observer he is he wrote down in his, observation note book, some facts.
The pokeball started to shake. It shook three times then Pikachu came out of the pokeball and threw it at you and Johnny. The last thing that you saw was the Pokeball flying at you. One hour in that dreaded prison felt like an eternity for them, but every once in awhile pikachu would enter a battle and you and Johnny would have to fight another pokemon. Pikachu’s collection got so big that he just let you and Johnny go.
The asylum hospital was no place for a woman like her. She could not be contained in any cell they had to offer. Many, many times she did think about just giving up, but a pure hatred for that red headed girl burned deep within her soul. Mary Casher, known as Big Red, was the top dog around the asylum, making even most officers fear her. One day, though, all that changed.
Hi, um, my name’s Phil. I’m a peanut. Yep, just a peanut, not anything special like a dog with a family to love or even an almond, which is actually a nut. Nope, I’m just a little peanut trying to live as long as I can before somebody scoops me up, plops me in a bag, and takes me home to be a nice after-school snack. Now you might be wondering, How do you have thoughts, you’re just a peanut?
Annalise is doing the same thing with Laurel. She tries to calm Wes by using a statement that Sam killed Lila. So, Wes will think about it better. Annalise makes what Wes has been done to Sam as a rational reaction.
Hi, Im Keitoro, I 'd like to tell you the story of how I died. You may wonder why am I telling you the story of my death. confusing yeah?you’ll find out. so let’s go back to the start. I 'm 16 years old average boy, no girlfriend, and truly lonely.
POV: SteveI never seen Sodapop look so...gloomy. He was always the happier one of the bunch, but ever since our gang has fallen...with deaths. First it was Johnny and Dally, then Darry and Ponyboy. His own brothers. Two-Bit was off somewhere with his children.
So let’s be straight-up about this: Allie is very good at talking her way out of bad situations and she knows it. Fast-thinking and charismatic, she’s a sweet-talking, attention-diverting master, and she plays to it a lot. In that way, she’s a kind of strategist -- not in “battle” but in social situations. It’s like how you outfit a character in a tabletop game for different scenarios and some are just have naturally good stats in the persuasive or emotional fronts, you know? Allie can work the scene, be it in benign school settings or life-or-death talks.
“You got to think Ponyboy” is one of my favorites quotes to say after my parents died. I have two jobs and also to watch out for Ponyboy and Sodapop not to go to a boys home. I am the oldest of the greasers. I slapped Ponyboy to tell him to never be late again. Also I slapped him because I can not call the police because they will put Soda and him in a boys home and they would never see me again.
The wind started to blow faster and faster. I tried to resist but there was nothing I can do, for I was only a helpless Airborne Fluff. We were cotton-like seeds that flew around and were controlled by the wind. We are like tiny clouds that floated around and humans liked to squeeze us with their sweaty palms. “Ahh!”
INTRO I have done it. I have brought upon the death of another man! I have blood upon my hands. For that I feel I should have changed but desperation has replaced the sorrow I feel for my actions.
It was all a blur. Next thing I know I feel a sharp pain in my arm. I collapse and land head first. My breathing became hard and heavy. My eyes felt like they couldn’t stay up on their own.
Destiny 's POV Jack has to go back to the doctors today. The coughing is like normal now. It 's like every five minutes he 'll cough like three to four times. I 'm really worried for him.