Murder Mystery Set in My School
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Adams' Grammar School Murder Mystery
Chapter 1: The Death Of An Earthworm
A new day dawned on Adams' Grammar School. It was a Tuesday in early
March, bright with the promise of Spring. The sunlight glinted off the
golden hands of the ancient school clock, momentarily dazzling Mr R.
Jones, veteran teacher of history, as he moved busily about the
grounds in search of the disappearing textbooks. The school seemed to
light up with every footfall, painted with a brush of tranquillity and
joy. He passed Mr Cripps' lesson, in which a stimulating lecture on
igneous rocks had been interrupted by visitors. The younger man was
now busily engaged in describing the wonders of chemistry to the
prospective parents. They were highly impressed, if not a little
bemused.
Mr Jones drifted past a window, through which a pair of Sixth Formers
could be seen socialising in their common room. One checked his watch,
and trotted merrily off to his next lesson. The other retired to the
library for study, settling down under the warm, comforting glow of
the lights. His studious endeavours would put him in good stead for
the test next lesson.
Despite his urgency, the experienced teacher could not help slowing to
appreciate the beauty of the day. The gentle warmth and the cool,
refreshing breeze invited a kind of joyful lethargy. It was as if
comfortable blanket lay over the school, suppressing all ideas of
exigency or obligation. In the staffroom, Mr Brown sat down with his
customary cup of tea, and, some...
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sustenance for the murderers, policemen and innocent victims of the
future. Neil Gibbs had never been aware of his importance in this
great cycle, but the earthworm had. The horror of the loss of life,
the wish for vengeance, all the emotions which so complicate human
existence, are irrelevant detail to the world, millennia old. But the
trade that was life for life, the ending that created beginnings, was
of infinite significance.
The children of the earthworm were content, travelling slowly through
the underground passageways that were their realm. One, indisputable
fact defined their existence. Complex man might find the two words
that express it trite or foolish, but creatures of the divine
simplicity of earthworms are able to perceive their profundity.
They knew that life continues, and that pleased them.
“Death's Acre” tells about the career of a forensic hero, Dr. Bill Bass, creator of the famous "Body Farm" at the University of Tennessee-the world's only research facility devoted to studying human decomposition. He tells about his life and how he became an anthropoligist. He tells about the Lindbergh kidnapping and murder, explores the mystery of a headless corpse whose identity surprised police.
A girl was abducted from her home when she was doing homework outside who later was found deceased near a creek. Eight months later, two girls, one that was twelve, and the other fifteen, were also abducted and found deceased near a creek. All three girls had a blue colored fiber on them, which determined that there was a serial killer on the loose.
The foremost aspects to consider from the Leviathan are Hobbes’s views on human nature, what the state of nature consists of, and what role morality plays. Hobbes assumes, taking the position of a scientist, that humans are “bodies in motion.” In other words, simple mechanical existences motivated solely to gain sati...
The issue of childhood mortality is written into the works of Gaskell and Dickens with alarming regularity. In Mary Barton, Alice tells Mary and Margaret that before Will was orphaned, his family had buried his six siblings. There is also the death of the Wilson twins, as well as Tom Barton's early death --an event which inspires his father John to fight for labor rights because he's certain his son would have survived if he'd had better food. In Oliver Twist, Dick's early death is typical of workhouse children who never recover from years of chronic malnutrition. And in Dombey and Son, Paul demonstrates that wealth does not guarantee longevity, as we watch him steadily weakened by some mysterious illness. Evidence is everywhere that Gaskell, Dickens, and many of their contemporaries, used fiction to chronicle a sad fact of l9th century life: Many children didn't live to become adults.
Suddenly the blissful world she was in a moment ago disintegrates. As she escapes with frantic haste Eliza espies a group of dying flowers rotting away in silence with the once dazzling petals wilting in desperation, overtaken by a russet plague. The trees she once admired so are taken over by hosts of mites who have infiltrated the internal organs of the giant. A bird lands on a windowsill with a squirming worm in its beak and proceeds to enact nature’s order by calmly devouring the thing while the worm desperately battles a losing campaign as the bird’s comrades virtuously chorus a lullaby, calling for it to sleep.
what in the hell is eating them?” thus the book ends on a harsh, cruel note, topped off by
Thomas Hobbes begins Leviathan with Book 1: Of Man, in which he builds, layer by layer, a foundation for his eventual argument that the “natural condition” of man, or one without sovereign control, is one of continuous war, violence, death, and fear.
It was a typical day at Strion Middle School, and Felipe Jones was getting pushed around as usual.
Columbine High was a very tragic incident that spread around the country and had rumors that multiplied and spread like wildfire. It terrified people everywhere causing many things to change in schools, teachers, and in students. Schools learned from this attack that anything could happen when you least expect it and that they needed to prepare for the worst if it ever came.
... serious crimes could be sentenced to a life of hard labor back in the nineteenth century. In addition, the author demonstrated the life of poor people and the struggles placed upon them. In real life, some people were even so poor that they had to rob graves like Worms did. Finally, some children had to resort to robbing from other living people to help feed themselves like Darkey and Penny. All in all, these events could have actually happened in history.
In one of his former theories, the TT assumes that the Morlocks, the inferior race (at this point in time) which lives in the underworld, are the direct outcome of England’s East-end worker, who already live “in such artificial conditions as practically to be cut off from the natural surface of the earth.” (page 77, line 17)
As she continues to observe the moth, she begins to see the creature as a metaphor for life itself. The speaker describes him as he flies from one corner of the room to another as if “a fiber, very thing but pure, of the enormous energy of the world had been thrust into his frail and diminutive body” (1-2). From the speaker’s perspective, he was “nothing but life” (2). Yet, his existence is composed of simple activities, which means that he represents life in its most primal form to the speaker. Yet even in this primal form, she still perceives him as “form of the energy that was rolling in at the open window and driving its way through so many narrow and intricate
I walked up the long, stone stairs of Hidden Oaks Middle School. Middle school students were walking up the stairs alongside me and talking with each other. I joined this math club because I wanted to fit in and make new friends. We opened the doors and walked through the long hall filled with posters and works of students. We walked into Mrs. Janasky’s room. I sat down next to my sister and talked with her. The teacher handed us a piece of paper covered in math problems.
A bead of sweat trickled across my neck like an ice-cold drop of rain running down a windowpane. I stood anxiously, juxtaposed to ten of my fifth grade classmates on a dusty six-inch high platform, each of us in our lint-free suits, as I stared forward to meet the unforgiving eyes of the students and teachers of Main Dunstable Elementary School. A steady stream of parents entered the gymnasium, and I heard chatter as parents and kids conversed noisily with each other. I felt my throat tighten and wished for the emcee, Mrs. Paradis, the principal of our school, to take up the microphone and begin the ceremony.
Sometimes it is all I can think about. It is all I want, all I need. The feeling of euphoria it gives me is incredible. If you are wondering what I am talking about I will explain, but be warned this may not be to your liking.