"Good morning, Lady Charlotte." Yep, that's me. Just get rid of the fancy noble title. I may have come from nobles, but I can assure you that I am no lady. Also, I prefer to be called, "Charlie." I opened my blueish green eyes, coming face-to-face with my maid, Sidra. She was always very kind to me. Despite her being Muslim, and I a Christian. "Good morning." I responded with a kind smile. "I have laid out your beautiful long sleeve, blue dress. As you have a meeting with Earl Ciel Phantomhive this afternoon." Sidra informed as she pulled my blankets off me. "How so? What business do I have with him?" I asked, obviously confused as all hell. "Your father was business partners with his father," Sidra informed as she pulled open the lavender …show more content…
"Your father would have insisted." She responded calmly. I glare at her, as I let out a long, irritated sigh. "Well, he's dead. He can't control me, and neither can you!" I yell as I am not glaring sharp daggers. "Lady Charlotte, I do not mean to disrespect you in any way, but you are eighteen years old. Stop acting like a goddamn five-year-old!" She yelled back, raising her voice at me. My eyes widened at the sudden outburst. Never have I seen her like this. Now I really felt bad for acting inappropriately towards her. I mean, she is only here to take care of me; and to make sure I am perfectly safe. "I'm sorry," I mumbled, as I turned my head, looking out the moving carriage.
I heard Sidra sigh, but I didn't wish to look back. "It's alright, my lady." She responded as she leaned over, gently placing a hand on mine. Life has been so strangely difficult ever since I turned eighteen. So many marriage proposals, ball invitations, tea party invitations, etc. It's all getting so frustrating. None of the marriage proposals were suitable enough for my likings. I did not wish to marry a man whom I do not truly love. That is just not right. Well, with me at least. I only have one man on my mind. And despite whether I may see him again, or not; I still love
In the book The True Confessions Of Charlotte Doyle by Avi Charlotte goes on a ship to go see her father in providence. The violence in this book makes the story more interesting to read. An example of violence in the book is when the Cranick gets shot by captain Jaggery because Cranick and the crew tried to kill captain, but failed. For this reason the captain is mad so he chooses Zachariah to take the punishment, by whipping him.
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The concept for this script, in its simplicity, was wildly creative and holds true to the popular phrase, “be careful what you wish for.” The writer really did a great job of keep the reader engaged in the narrative with the unpredictability of the wishes and the Josie’s escalated involvement with Stan’s character.
Everything was going great at Oakville farm, I mean everything was normal and okay how it should be if you don’t count that the fact Donna came home late last night. She came home around two or three o’clock in the morning when it was pitch black outside, and believe me this isn’t the first time it ever happened either, maybe it’s not that big of a deal to you but to me it is, Donna here is the farmer’s daughter. While Mr. Salem is away she’s the one in charge of us,and because she’s the one in charge of us we haven't eaten in two days! Mr. Salem always made sure we were cared for, and was handled with love but , Donna on the other hand she just doesn’t care. There’s a lot of us here on the farm, we have a variety of animals here like horses,
Catherine, Catherine is who I am. I am a young American-Italian girl, that loves making people happy. Yet I get hurt easily, and can’t make decisions on my own. I lived with ma aunt (Beatrice) and ma uncle (Eddie). Sadly, Eddie died because he snitched to the immigration bureau on ma husband Rodolpho, but you will find out later exactly how he died. For now, all ya need to know it dat it wasn’t a smooth year.
Messenger: Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, though in your state of honour I am perfect. I doubt some danger does approach you nearly: if you will take a homely man’s advice, be not found here; hence, with your little ones to fright you thus, methinks, I am too savage; to do worse to you were fell cruelty, which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you! I dare abide no longer.
I’m sitting behind him, the boy who everyone wants to know, has to know and does know. He’s a mystery to us all, especially his eyes. God, they were beautiful. He has heterochromia, where one of his eyes are blue – blue like the scarf my grandmother gave to me, a beautiful baby sky blue. His other eye, was brown with a small spot of the blue from his other eye in the corner. Everyone know his name, Kian Sherwood. Most people believed he was gay because he never spent time with anyone else, but Matt Somerhalder. They were closer than I am to my food and my bed; practically glued to each other. Kian was always popular in conversation, the blonde boy with gorgeous eyes that spoke Spanish fluently. Everyone girl wanted to be his, hell probably
Bennett was a boy who lived in Scottsdale, Arizona he was 16 and lived with his father Evan. He had curly brown hair, green eyes with very tan skin he was often confused for a light skin. He was very attractive and tall he looked just like his dad. Victoria was the name of Bennett’s mother. She had beautiful deep green eye’s that he also had from her. Evan’s wife died in a car accident when Bennett was five . After the crash, he was rushed to the hospital and his mother was declared dead then and their. It was a horrifying moment for Bennett. On his left leg there was a scar from the accident caused by the glass that had broken off of the windows. When he recently moved from Austin,Texas he was in middle school, but now he was a sophomore at
“I dont think thats true. You are my son! I can’t see why anyone would not want to talk with you.” Pickard laughed slightly to himself as she continued. “The girls here would be lucky to have dinner with you. I know how girls can get around handsome men like you.” Its true, when girls are around men they act their best. They dress in their nicest dress, and do their hair real pretty. But they don’t do that with Pickard. He looks at his mother and smiles because he just want her to stop talking, and
“squick”! “Bang”! I walk in trying to find out where i’m going. Fast. Before anyone notices me. My mom is a vet and i really want a dog so bad! “Lily” said my mom. “squick” my mom enters the room seeing me look at all of the dogs. “Mom can i please…..” “Do you really want a dog this bad”? My mom asks. “Yes and i will do anything… anything” i say in a soft way. “Fine but only if you take care of it and clean up after it”. “thank you.. mom.” I whisper as my mom leaves the room. “Now it’s time to pick out a dog”.
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
The main characters in The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle are Captain Jaggery, Charlotte Doyle, Zachariah, and the crew. In the beginning, Charlotte is loading onto a ship called the Seahawk and she keeps getting strange warnings from the crew that she shouldn’t be on board. A crew member named Zachariah is very kind to her and he gives her a dirk but won’t tell her why. Almost immediately after she gets very seasick and Zachariah takes care of her while she is sick. Zachariah tells Charlotte a story about Captain Jaggery. In the story he told of Captain Jaggery a man named Cranick did not tie a knot correctly and the captain cut off his arm. When Charlotte meets Captain Jaggery, at first she is delighted that he is such a gentleman, but as the time goes on she becomes very suspicious. Charlotte had
The Confessions of Charlotte Doyle by Avi is about Charlotte Doyle a 13yr old girl who goes on a ship called the Seahawk. She travels with Captain Jaggery and his crew. Charlotte was always told to be the proper lady, even on the ship by the Captain. That shows the how much power the men have than women; men and women are viewed and treated differently on their gender.
As I stand here is Stanley's arms and hear my sister inside, I have so many thoughts that run through my head. I wish Stanley had not told Mitch about what he found out about Blanche's past. I saw how they were getting along, the adoring star's in Mitch's eyes everytime he looked at Blanche, and the contradicting peace and excitment that came over Blanche everytime she waited for Mitch to come and see her. If given time they would have had a chance. A chance at love and happyness. Not the kind of love that hits you like a freight train, like me and Stanley. But more of the gentle love that flows and mingles until it connects two people to the point that they are inseperatable. Everyone has something in their past that they are not proud of and try to hide. Though I am reluctant to beleive the stories that Stanley tells about my sister, I must admit that there could be some truth in what he says, even with his great dislike for my sister, he would not hurt me deliberetly in this way with mistruths.
	"...he had wisely brought Belcore with him to entertain Mademoiselle 		while he could have an uninterrupted conversation with 				Charlotte. ... Belcore... possessed a genteel fortune and had a liberal 			education; Dissipated, thoughtless, and capricious, he paid little 			regard to the moral duties, and less to religious ones: eager in the 			pursuit of pleasure, he minded not the miseries he inflicted on 			others, provided his own wishes, however extravagant, were gratified.