"I can 't believe that you would do this to me Inuyasha!" The rain lashed down on me in cold icy pellets searing my skin like fire. I felt frozen with cold. All around me, the rain fell so hard and so thick that I could barely see what was in front of me. The wind came and rain hit me harder than before, making me feel as if a thousand knives were piercing my skin as I making my way to the Bone-eater 's well. *Flashback* "I wonder where Inuyasha at?" As I made it to the campsite where Shippo, Miroku, Kirara and Sango were sleeping but I saw no Inuyasha. Suddenly I heard some noise in the forest, I decided to go check it out. I can feel that I am getting closer to my destination but only to witnessed Inuyasha and his damn b*** Kikyō embrace …show more content…
)! CAll ME A B*** AND I SHOW YOU ONE! YOU CALL ME A B*** LIKE IT 'S A BAD THING AS LEAST I 'M CLASSY ONE. WHILE YOUR KIKYO A NASTY HOE! YOU DON 'T DESERVE BE CALL A DOG DEMON AT LEAST DOG HAVE BETTER LOYALTY THAN YOU HALF DEMON! YOU JUST A SELFISH, COWARD, LAIR, CLUELESS, STUPID , and DISGUSTING MAN WHO IS A NECROPHILIA.If I wanted a whelp, I would have bought a DOG!! Kikyo and Inuyasha was fume but who care. I done what I have to say so I turn around to walk away. "Wench how dare you says that to me and Kikyo!" I turn my head slightly while glared at Inuyasha. " I would slap you, but that would be called animal abuse. Also, SIT BOY!" Before walking away again. *Flashback Ended* Thank goodness was able to say my last goodbye to my friends and kits. I hope I able to see them again one day. I thoughts about Inuyasha as I got closer to the well. I love you with all my heart. I 've stood by your side as a companion, a friend, and a guide. I would do anything for you and go anywhere you want me to go. I 've comfort your fears and chase away all your tears. I gave you my heart and trust you with my pride. I made you smile whenever you felt thoughts of you whenever you was on my mind. I love you for the way you are and how you make me feel but most of all I love you cuz I knew you was mine for …show more content…
You 're the reason for it! I have to forget you, forget you name, forget your face, forget your kiss , and your warm rget the love I once knew, forget how close we were over the years. Remember you has Kikyo and chosen her over me. Remember you was with her that night. Forget what you said about never leave me. Do you ever think me or love me? Do you even cry yourself to sleep? In the middle of the night while you 're awake... It 's only me who missing you... I love you but no more... I jump inside the well to home for good but I didn 't knew the usual ocean blue color was now a blood red color. I could feel my body getting younger before passed out . No one Pov: In the middle of a London street in front of a moving carriage, there was an unconscious girl. Ciel said," Sebastian, stop the carriage." "Yes, my Lord" Sebastian stop the horses from running over the unconscious en, Ciel said," Let bring her to the manor so we can examine the girl and grab her weird bag too." While look at the girl who the same age he is. He can feel his heart skip a beat while exerting her
things up; reaching greater mass. Thus, if anything spreads in social media, it’s a big news. It’s a medium where everyone is a content creator, a publisher. Social media comes first to rescue, in certain cases, before the law can do anything - or when the law has failed to anything. As much as this is true for present issues and incidents, the social media is also revealing the information about Komagata Maru journey, a historic racism incident. Some sources are showing reality of racism against the Indians in which some are writing and making their own views, some sources shows opposition and some shows favour.
13 May 2014. NINDS Kuru Information Page. Kuru Information Page: National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke (NINDS). N.p., n.d. Web. The Web.
I knew what this meant. The walls were down. Señorita Rodriguez yelled at us to get ready, get into the right stance because as of this moment, we were to fight for our survival. I spin around and whip out my katana, Kian whips out his pocket knife and we move cautiously to the door, knowing full well what we were to be greeted with. Kian yanks the metallic door open, the muscles in his arm extracting and retracting. He takes a huge stride out into the open, he was vulnerable. I had to help him. I step out next to Kian and am faced with death. The rotting flesh melting off their faces, the clothing they once loved battered and torn because the plague hit Earth like a hurricane. All at once. Every country was infected. We both spun and twirled around each other as the sounds of groans from the monsters surrounded us, I could feel how introverted and cold he was just standing with him against the monsters. A shout filled my ears as Matt came running, his scalpel already tainted red from the blood of the poor souls that were taken too soon from this world. Kian’s icy demeanour diminishes as he heard Matt and his will to fight grew stronger. The schools bundle of ice melts away as Matt stood by him and fought, Matt, Kian’s personal ray of sunshine that killed the ice cold beast within
“not to worry come with me into the village and we will get you something to eat.” she said and helped her brother to his feet allowing h...
Stories are a big part of the human race. From conceptualizing the birth of our race to nagging our parents to tell bedtime stories, our life is nothing but a series of stories. It is in human nature to narrate significant incidents of our lives to others. Storytelling as a method has been progressively used by various companies as a tool to connect with their employees and customers. It helps to build a bridge of loyalty, longevity, mutual trust and understanding and connection. Storytelling helps to get that instant personal connect. Stories are significant because they are inherent to human experience. By stories we pass on our accumulated wisdom, beliefs and values to the future generations.
“See him?” she asked, turning towards the elderly man sitting in the rocking chair next to the window. Slowly, the man turned, his eyes following the little girl’s pointing finger. He nodded. “I sure do,” he replied with a smile, knowing that there was no one outside.
My sweat soaked shirt was clinging to my throbbing sunburn, and the salty droplets scalded my tender skin. “I need this water,” I reminded myself when my head started to fill with terrifying thoughts of me passing out on this ledge. I had never been so relieved to see this glistening, blissful water. As inviting as the water looked, the heat wasn't the only thing making my head spin anymore. Not only was the drop a horrifying thought, but I could see the rocks through the surface of the water and couldn't push aside the repeating notion of my body bouncing off them when I hit the bottom. I needed to make the decision to jump, and fast. Standing at the top of the cliff, it was as if I could reach out and poke the searing sun. Sweat dripped from my forehead, down my nose, and on its way to my dry, cracked lips which I licked to find a salty droplet. My shirt, soaked with perspiration, was now on the ground as I debated my
Montage walks over and opens the window. “Be close to the door and have your flame thrower ready for Beatty.” Clarisse stated as she smiled and walked sneakily away. Montag starts walking towards the door where Beatty still stood. “What are you doing?”
Sakeena Yaacoobi, founder of the Afghan Institute for Learning (AIL) started her social project in 1996 while helping camp refugees at the border of Pakistan. Education is neither a new nor innovative cause, however the way she implemented it considering the repressive and intrusive regime at that time was. This is one of the reasons why I believe she applied design thinking. Sakeena decided to create this institute after encountering several women who were requesting educational opportunities. The need for education triggered her social action.
Through a family of peasants, he learns of language, music, and complex emotions. The creature has nothing but good intentions towards the cottagers and anonymously helps them in a variety of tasks. “I admired virtue and good feelings and loved the gentle manners and amiable qualities of cottagers, but I was shut out…” (119). He is excited to learn language, but saddened to discover that he has no one to share it with. He then learns the De Lacey family’s saddening history. The family lost their social and economic status, as well as their home in Paris. Felix De Lacey fell in love with Muhammad’s daughter. Muhammad rejected him because of his Christian belief and fall in social rank. He took his daughter to Italy and cruelly sent them “…a pittance of money...” (125). Felix is separated both from his love and society. The creature notices that the family can overcome great hardships because they have each other. “But where were my friends and relations?...What was I?” (120). He determines to try as hard as he can to become a part of the family. He works up the courage to address Felix’s blind father, but Felix beats him and drives him from the cottage. The entire family is terrified of him. The creature has lost his only connection to society. “There was none among the myriads of men that existed who would pity or assist me; and should I feel kindness towards my enemies?”
By Ezra , romero Naruto is a book , game , show Etc. it was made by Masashi kishimoto who is 43 years old and was born on november 8 1974 , and he have a networth of 20 million dollars. Naruto have over 200 episodes , and naruto shippuden have over 450 episodes( personally this is one of my favorite shows ever). the main conflict in the show is a undying friendship between the main character naruto and his best friend sasuke who betrayed all of his friends because his mind was clouded by hate revenge for his brother who killed all of his family members. But it turn out every thing was not how it seemed and sasuke was being misguided by a old leaf village ninja.
Within the book Naruto by Masashi Kishimoto tells a tale of a boy named Naruto Uzumaki rising to the rank of Hokage (meaning fire shadow). This novel was written in third person meaning Naruto isn't the only one rising ranks. Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto’s best friend, has equal amount of power that Naruto holds. Born in the Okayama Prefecture in 1974 as the older of two twins, Masashi Kishimoto sprung on to the scene as one of the greatest mangakas in all of history just within the couple past years, with his beloved and ever popular manga of Naruto. Naruto has quickly become one of the most popular and best selling mangas of all time, read by millions worldwide each week.
... bags to Ms. Parry’s’ door . The elderly woman thanks him and we wait while he watches her reach her front door. I was pleasantly surprised by his chivalry.
Fairytale is one of the intricate genres in literary history. It is impossible to say exactly when the first fairytale was created. They have been in practice since the beginning of time. The famous scholar Jack Zipes agreed that evolution of fairytales could not be determined. In his book The Irresistible Fairytales, he says: “It is impossible to trace the historical origins and evolution of fairytales to a particular time and place; we do know that humans began telling tales as soon as they developed the capacity of speech. They may have even used sign language before speech originated to communicate vital information for adapting to their environment”
Stepping outside, I instantly notice the fresh, wet scent of earth. As I continue walking, I willingly allow the sprinkling droplets to envelop my entire body. My shoes are soon soaked; with each step I take, I feel a puddle of water move beneath my feet. The rain hurls itself violently on the dark, slippery pavement. My hair is dripping with ice-cold raindrops which plummet to the earth with every movement I make. The numbing effect of the icy downpour is finally setting in. Fierce thunder clouds sneak into the murderous sky and flashing lightning strikes begin. The rain falls faster and heavier. My feet move quickly as I run down the road. I rush into my house and proceed to stare out the window and observe the vicious storm that is only beginning. The weather has the uncanny ability to promptly change a mood. Rain holds several emotions that could be considered polar opposites; they range from cleansing to depression, love to anger, and life to death.