Head in the toilet, Bliss stuck her fingers deep down her throat. She felt her knuckles touch the back of her throat. She felt herself gag, and up came ice cream, cookies and the rest of her dessert. Throwing her body back, she wiped her mouth off. Her eyes spilled with wet pain. Her throat burned from the acid. Her body shook. Bliss could hear the distant voices through the walls. The room felt dark and small. Pushing her body off the ground, Bliss’s face continued to drip. She caught a glimpse of her boney figure. She grabbed her stomach skin. Fat. She looked at her chest. Flat. She looked into the weeping eyes of the beast. Ugly. She took one finally look at the girl in the mirror. Obese loser. Avoiding eye contact with the girl in the mirror, Bliss washed out her mouth. She couldn’t look at herself knowing she hated that girl in the mirror. That she thought that girl was unwanted and unappreciated. That she wanted the girl in the mirror dead. She walks to her bedroom. Like the rest of the house, the room is sleeping. The radio lies in a low whisper....
The night was tempestuous and my emotions were subtle, like the flame upon a torch. They blew out at the same time that my sense of tranquility dispersed, as if the winds had simply come and gone. The shrill scream of a young girl ricocheted off the walls and for a few brief seconds, it was the only sound that I could hear. It was then that the waves of turmoil commenced to crash upon me. It seemed as though every last one of my senses were succumbed to disperse from my reach completely. As everything blurred, I could just barely make out the slam of a door from somewhere alongside me and soon, the only thing that was left in its place was an ominous silence.
In the novel More Joy in Heaven, written by Morley Callaghan, Kip Caley has a quest for a new life after prison. As he gets used to being a freeman he learns more about what he really wants in life. When Kip finds out what it is that he is searching for in his new life, like in all tragedies, it is too late. Because he is not sure if Julie, the girl, or the parole board is what he wants, he spends too much time trying to find out and when he knows it is too late. In his search for a new life Kip knows that he is a free man and wants to show it to the people while he says that he does not want to be viewed constantly by the public.
Missy, the daughter of Drusilla did not really have any self-confidence in herself. "She would begin by wondering what she really looked like. The house owned only one mirror, in the bathroom, and it was forbidden to stand and gaze at one's reflection. Thus Missy's impressions of herself were hedged with guilt that she might have stayed too long gazing. Oh, she knew she was quite tall, she knew she was far too thin, she knew her hair was straight and dark, that her eyes were black-brown, and her nose sadly out of kilter due to a fall as a child. She knew her mouth drooped down at its left corner and twisted up at its right, but she didn't know how this made her rare smiles fascinating and her normal solemn expression a clown like tragicomedy"(Pg.35-36). Missy didn't really pay close attention to what she really looked liked. It didn't matter how women appeared in those days as how it does today. They seem to think that it's evil to look at oneself in the mirror, and that it's forbidden for a woman to look at her own image. "Life had taught her to think of herself as a very homely person, yet something in her refused to believe that entirely, would not be convinced by any amount of logical evidence. So each night she would wonder what she looked like"(Pg.36). She knew what she really looked like, but her conscious was telling her different. It was like she had something in her that was really setting her apart from her family and friends.
“I cannot believe how gross I look,” said the corpulent Fernandez, examining herself in a full-length bathroom mirror. “I am such a whale.” Pinching her bulky, misshapen body, Fernandez expressed frustration with her inability to transform herself into a reasonably svelte person.
The world was quiet, all that could be heard was the roaring of blood running through veins and gurgle of air bubbles as they ere released. Light filtered through the water causing it to glimmer. The water encased her like a cocoon, coercing her to close her eyes and relax. Warmth surrounded her, the burning in her lungs building. She knew that dying this way would be easy, quiet. No one would find out about it for some time, but there was a voice nagging in the back of her head telling her to get up. Before she could make the decision as to whether to remain in the warm water or not, strong hands where under her arms, pulling her out of the water and onto the tiled floor of the bathroom.
Medusa lived in a city called Athens. Out of all the pretty girls in the city she was considered the most lovely. The people of Athens weren't the only ones who mentioned her beauty, but Medusa herself knew she was beautiful. Each day Medusa would boast about her looks and how beautiful she was. Everyday was different. One day she said “My hair glows brighter than the sun”. Every day she talked about a different feature and how it was better than something else. If Medusa wasn’t telling people about her looks she was staring at her own reflection in the mirror.
she was pretty and that was everything” (225). This captivation with herself along with the constant looking in the mirrors and thinking her mother was only pestering her all the time because her mother’s own good looks were long gone by now (225) shows a sign of immaturity because she believes everything revolves around whether or not someo...
...her to feel despair. Her misery resulted in her doing unthinkable things such us the unexplainable bond with the woman in the wallpaper.
In her passage, “Mirrors”, Grealy discusses her struggle with appearance and beauty as a whole. Winning her battle with childhood cancer has its consequences. This aggressive cancer left her face extremely disfigured. Due to this result, many people gawked at Grealy and treated her differently than one would towards a beautiful woman. This drove her into a sense of shame and depression based on her appearance alone. Since Grealy was a young woman at the time, many cases of bullying and name calling came from grown men. At points in her life, Grealy was so embarrassed of her facial construction, that she refused to look at herself in any form of reflection. Later on in the passage, Grealy states, “To keep myself thinking objectively, I became an obsessive reader and an obsessive TV watcher…”. (38). Lucy Grealy explains that she made these mental escapes to distract herself from obsessing over her gruesome appearance. She also desired to escape from the pain she was experiencing from multiple facial surgeries, in order to make herself, too, physically beautiful. She stated, “I was given these moments of grace and insight, only to be invariably followed by a clumsy tumble into narcissism.” (37). This short passage embodies the struggles that many women come across. This is so because the iconic image of a beautiful woman is deeply engraved in our thoughts. A large portion of younger
As I regained my consciousness, my face was throbbing with pain and my nose was bleeding. I tried to clean the blood off my face, but realized my hands and legs were tied up. I sat upright and looked around me. My house was a mess; everything was either broken, or gone. . . . I had been robbed.
One of the worst moments in the history of our world is when Adolf Hitler came to power. His terrifying reign in Germany during and shortly after the second world war brought on nothing else but misery, grief, and a community which had now been greatly reduced. Hitler was known for his passionate dislike of Jewish people, (anti-Semitism). In vicious, inhumane ways, Hitler proceeded to torture, experiment on, and exterminate Jews. It was not only Jews however which Hitler wanted to eliminate; he also pursued gypsies and homosexuals. This tyrant used "living space" and the desire for a "good" nation of pure Germans as an excuse to satisfy his cruel beliefs and issues with these people. Throughout the course of the war, Hitler sent Jews to concentration camps. These camps where either labour camps, or death camps. Jews received "special" treatment, and where acknowledged as different from the rest of the society. But Hitler had no mercy; he had it established that the Jews would all be annihilated.
“There are times when we're dirt broke, hungry, and freezing, and I ask myself, why the hell am I still living here?” states Mark. “The most integrated place on the planet”, Alphabet city the red light district of Manhattan home to diverse families and struggling artists. Alphabet City is notorious for its lettered avenues, high levels of drug activity, and crime attracted the growing Bohemian population of 1980’s because of low rents, and creative atmosphere. Rent inspires individuals to have originality in spite of other people’s opinions by embracing who you are, whether suffering from an illness, recovering from addiction, or struggling with personal issues. Rent a film by Chris Columbus displays artistic rebel by taking a twist on individuality through the character Angel. Eight Bohemian lifestyle friends Mark, Roger, Benny, Mimi, Angel, Collins, Maureen, and Joanne live in a hell on earth in 1989.
Everyone has a soul. Every soul has a destiny. In the Bible, God explains that every soul will be judged. God warns mankind that during judgment we will receive a one-way ticket to eternity. The Bible also teaches us that during this life we have two choices. We are granted free will to serve and honor God through Jesus Christ who is in Heaven, or we are free moral agents to choose Satan who will reside in Hell. Heaven is good. Hell is evil. The fact that God created mankind’s soul with an eternal destiny should have a significant impact on our choices and priorities. The benefits and splendor of Heaven are greater than the punishments and tortures of Hell.
...ed eyes, vision growing fainter, body becoming paralyzed, and the hum of the hospital machines muting to a dull throb. And slowly I rise, rise into the escape of pure bliss.