The trim color seems odd now; I don't remember it from my last visit. I stick the key into the brass handle knob and swing the door open; a rush of musty air makes my nostrils flare and twitch out of control. Looking across the neat unlived in room, memories of times when people actually lived in this house fill my mind. Spider webs tangle themselves around my head as I walk across the room towards the stairs that lead up to the second floor. I look up the dark, tight passageway of stairs, then search for the light switch that is connected to the bubble light hanging from the slanted ceiling above.
Also over the top of the bed is a canopy, once again dark and rich materials, to symbolise her family's wealth. Around the room there is dark furniture to match the bed, such as a dressing table with a large ovular gold rimmed mirror, and dark floor to ceiling wardrobes that have large panes of mirrors embedded into the doors. Juliet's bedroom is raised on a separate level to the stage some six foot high to show to the audience Juliet's bedroom is on the second floor of the house. There will be left two or three metres to the front of the stage for Romeo to be able manoeuvre his way off the main stage half way through the scene. The ... ... middle of paper ... ...refers to Rome as good as dead "Your first is dead or 'twere as good he were", Juliet looks away from the nurse with horror and then in a very sarcastic manner says "Well thou hast comforted me, marvellous much" Juliet seeing that she is not going to get her own way tells her nurse to go and tell her mother that she has gone to confession, whilst pointing at her bedroom door, as she continues to plot her escape with Romeo.
My eyelids grew weary and lethargy soon overcame me. I scurried around the Manor to the back entrance and up the narrow, mindful to not raise attention from the others. I came into Cyril’s and my chamber and changed into my nightgown. I looked out of my clover shaped window that was slightly ajar. A sparrow was pecking on the other side of the leaden glass before flying into my room and landed on the piano.
Masses of purple everywhere, followed by a blue beaded lampshade on my light that hangs so low that it brushes your head every time you walk under it. Mirrors, pictures and photographs decorate my room. What's better than having a picture painted by your mum, gold and silver mirrors, and photographs of your best friends smiling down at you from the wall? There is a lot crammed into my small room! My giant wardrobe (my other favourite place is at the shops, so it has to house a lot of clothes!
Little did they know that less than half of those deprived, vulnerable souls would arrive in America alive, and the vast majority would never see their loved and cherished ones again. Thousands of men, women and children piled on to the ship: families by families, friends by friends and couples by couples. They were exhilarated that they were now on the most famous ship known to mankind, and they were on their way to the new world about to make their life long dream come true. April 10th, 1912 was a day that went down in history as the stunning ship left the pier. When the first class passengers entered her they were mesmerised by the luxury that they saw coming from inside the ship.
Meeting new people, trying new things, and finding who they are, are all things they look forward to. But, not until a few days before the big move out, do they become nervous. To me, overcoming the transition to college was very difficult, and would have been more difficult if I did not have friends to encourage me. I was filled with excitement throughout the entire summer. I could not wait to get out of Scranton to expand my horizons.
Titanic - Story Hello, my name is Richard Peterson, I am travelling first class, on the Titanic from Ireland, I am moving to New York because I want to make something out of my deep interest in motorcars. I am travelling with my Wife - Mary, Mum - Jean, and brother - John. On the evening of 11th April 1912 at about 11 O'clock I was having a cup of tea with my wife in our cabin when we felt a rather large shudder. We didn't think much of it at the time as we thought that is could have been anything. Room service knocked at my door requesting to take our rubbish, this was when we asked her what the shudder was.
As we move deeper into the living room the floor changes to a gray carpet with yellow and brown stains in many different places. The big windows are draped with large lacey curtains and doilies surround the coffee table and all the sides' tables. We bounce down on a blue floral couch and set our stuff on the oak wood coffee table that is less than ten inches from our shins. Beneath this table there are golden po... ... middle of paper ... ...ig would scream over and over again until the lid was shut. Then in would come Grandma with her hands on her hips looking at us like we were so silly.
Morals and ethics were soon forgotten and overpowered by the introduction of wealth. (Silloto) This extensive adherence to wealth is conveyed in numerous parts of the novel, The Great Gatsby. For example, Tom and Myrtle’s apartment contained a Palace of Versailles patterned couch. “The living room was crowded to the doors with a set of tapestried furniture entirely too large for it so that to move about was to stumble continually over scenes of ladies swinging in the gardens of Versailles.” (Fitzgerald 33) The Palace of Versailles is a royal château containing all gold. (Wikipedia) Thus, the couch symbolizes
Stepping out of the entranceway, there was a wooden dresser with a 27-inch television. By the large window, there was a small table. Two queen size beds sat on either side of the nightstand. The purple patterned quilts were quite shocking compared to everything else in the room. Awaking at 7:00 a.m. on the cool morning of December 7, 2003, I prepare for a long day.