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Bank Robbery - Short Story
Ned now decided to be an outlaw in earnest. To maintain supplies of
arms and food he needed money, so he decided to rob a bank. He chose a
bank at Euroa and decided that the right moment for a robbery would be
when the court was in session. He reasoned that few people would be in
the streets on a mid-summer afternoon, when most would either be at
home or in the courthouse. He had also found that there was only one
foot constable stationed at Euroa to protect the bank, post office,
railway station, two or three hotels, and all the stores. Despite
several warnings, the police had made no attempt to get more of their
men stationed at Euroa, though they knew the Kellys were at large.
Having completed their preparations, the four outlaws, mounted on
splendid horses, rode towards Euroa with every detail of the robbery
worked out in advance. The dismounted at Faithfull's Creek
sheep-station, four miles from Euroa. Ned and his mates went to the
kitchen door and spoke to Fitzgerald, a rouseabout, and his wife, the
housekeeper. His first words reckoned them. "I'm Ned Kelly," he said.
He had a revolver in his hand, but he did not point it at them.
"You'll have to bail up, but we wont hurt you if you do as you're
told. We would like to have some dinner." The outlaws sat at the table
enjoying a hearty meal. Mrs Fitzgerald was impressed with their polite
manners, and Ned won her mother sympathy at once by telling how badly
his own mother and sisters had been treated by the police.
For the rest of the day and night Ned and his gang held everyone
prisoner, capturing, but not hurting, the various men as they returned
to the homestead. A lantern was lit and kept burning all night, and
the sixteen prisoners lay on the floor, smoking or dozing. For several
hours Ned sat inside, too, talking in a friendly way and answering the
many questions they asked him about his encounters with the police.
In the town, Mobile, it was hard for him to survive. He had to steal food, and eventually money. A man sh...
wealth. Neither of these men had a considerable amount of money. This helps the every
money and a life full of luxuries. He fell deeply in love with the young
The media has come to dominate the lives of many of today’s youths. In The Great Imagination Heist, Reynolds Price expresses extreme dismay at the media’s ever-tightening grasp over the impressionable minds of adolescents. He sincerely feels that the effects of prolonged exposure to television, film, video games, and the Internet are detrimental to the development of a youth’s imagination and ability to think freely, without outside influence. The word “heist” indicates the intention to rob or steal. Price laments what he perceives to be the robbing of original, personal thought. He longs for the days when people read books freely and television was little more than a negligible aspect of our daily lives.
everything he owned. He took refuge in criminal activity, and was sent to prison. His
lived on the streets, he had to steal food to survive. One day when Door was
little of his own food so that he could leave the rest of it for them
to build a nice big house for his family, and they now were rich enough to buy all
He brought the gun to his head, and was ready to pull the trigger… but there was no bullets left, there was no one to blame.
“The Book Thief” is one of the few books which is not narrated a human, but rather by the idea “death”. The extraordinary author “Markus Zusak”, The setting in WWII torn Germany, and the narration by “death”, give of an exceptional synergy, that makes this story about a book thief nearly perfect, but without the narration by “death” it would be no where close to it’s final perfectness. Markus Zusak’s ingenious concept to allow the abstract idea of “death” narrate a story, while humanizing it to a point where it can communicate to it’s readers, allows the reader to truly feel the emotions of characters, something which could not have been done with a more traditional narrator.
My story started about a week ago. I was heading to bed early, because I was tired from a long day with plans to wake up a few hours before class to review for a test. As I closed my books for the evening and headed to bed around midnight, little did I know something was going on outside.
“Serial killers leave the girls in there because it’s too dark for anyone to find them-” my eldest cousin Jose adds onto his story. As if this would definitely make any of us want to go to the maze house.
I was sitting on my bed, my laptop in front of me. The light illuminating from the screen was the only light in the room, more likely the only house. I was home alone due to my mom taking late shift at the local bar, but she should have been back by now. I assumed she was at some ones house. It wouldn't surprise me. She gets off with anyone she meets, man or woman. It sickens me, how my mother acts around other people, and around me. She's been like it ever since dad died. Attacked by a serial killer when he was coming home from his late night shift at the gas station. His body was found on the street, a smile carved into his face with the words "Go to sleep" written in blood on his white work T shirt.... (Shut up.) My mom has constantly
“We shouldn’t have come this way. I better get my butt home before I get in trouble,” mumbled knowing it was dangerous.
“It’s to help you keep your feet on the ground, so you don’t leave too soon. The people here need you.”