Elyse’s POV “Ugh! I can't take it any longer. I have to do something” I hear my twin yell from his room. Right after I hear is door slam as he runs down the stairs. Before I can get out of my room, he is gone, running away from everything. You see, my brother has problems. My parents clearly show favoritism towards me, and he hates it. Not to mention, I am more liked at school and always have been better than him at everything. But I never brag to him, I love my little brother. I maybe only older by 10 minutes, but I always have taken care of him. So his problems were mine too. And now, I need to find where he is going, or something might go terribly wrong. Kade’s POV- I hate this. Why can't my life go back to how it used to be a week ago. …show more content…
I am a faster runner than him, so I should be close to him. I see him a block away at the park. He stops, looks at a bench, kicks some dirt on the floor, and keeps running. I could tell that he was crying. It has become a usual thing for him to do since everything happened. The worst thing is that he won’t let anyone help him. He stopped talking to me and his friends. But that doesn’t stop me, so I keep running. Kade’s POV The video game store is where I end up next. I have stopped crying, but I feel the tears start to gather. Here I spent countless hours with my friends challenging on the newest MMOs. My allowance mostly lies here from all the games I have bought. But most of all, here is where I had my first fight, and I had won. But not this fight, I am covered up with anger and exhausted from running so long, but I have more to lose. So I keep running and leave these memories behind. Elyse’s POV I know where he is headed next, the video game store. He spent so many hours there. He was always so happy and eager to come back the next day. He won his first fight here. When I found out that he was going to fight Branden here, I freaked out. He was so fragile and skinny back then so I was so surprised when he won. He was so happy he did. When I finally caught up with him, he was standinging next to our favorite game. Right as got closer to him, he continued running. So I did the same, I will keep …show more content…
I was next to the bridger over the bay near us. It was pretty far from my house. Immediately after I stopped, I fell to ground in tears. It all started to sink in again. I was shaking and my sight was blurred from the tears in my eyes. I could feel people staring at me but they would not change anything. I got up and ran to the bench that was on the bridge. I looked over the edge at the water. It was clear, still, and very beautiful. Why couldn’t my life be like that again. As calm as water, not being stirred up by a storm. I collapsed onto the bench and held my knees to my chest. My breathing calmed a bit. I didn’t notice the old lady that was sitting next to me. She looked sweet and calm. She looked over so I his my head in my knees. Suddenly she started saying something. “I know what you’re thinking, I used to as well.” she started. I looked up at her in confusion. I had stopped crying, but there were still tears on my cheeks. “Life can seem as a confusing, hurtful, unforgiving place, but it gets better.” she continued. I just looked at her. How could she know what I am going through? She probably has a happy family and is settled with them. She looked at me again and said “Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages. Yours is angry and sad and all other emotions. It is banging on the bars and tearing itself from all connections, but it won’t change until you make the difference. Don’t let that cage fall and cause you even
She picked a seat in the way back, away from all the people. She silently stared out the window making a quiet list inside her head of all the things she had forgotten and all the people she remembered. Tears silently slid down her face as she remembered her aunt crying and cousins afraid of the dark in their house. She couldn’t do it anymore. It was the best for everyone she thought. Deep down though she knew how hard it would be for everyone to find out she was leaving. From her family’s tears, to the lady in the grocery store who was always so kind and remembered her name. She also knew how
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,
The cold chill was blazing on me and my shoe gently began to pull out a tear. I thought about Candy and the other guys. Hopefully, I made the right choice. The sun came down and I ended up in a deserted river. Slowly, I began to regain where I was, and I opened my eyes in disbelief.
Maudire les actions du diable ! After years of working my fingers to the bone, this is all I get! The three people I valued most have left me. Ellen- my dear wife- passed away. My son – the one I trusted to be there for my family, after my time– has gone. Also my doll, my Mattie, with her sweet smile, her resilience as strong as a bull…Très bien! Qu'est-ce que je vais faire? My land, and my shattered family are all I have. I feel nothing… except shame, fear, and sleepless yearning for my loved ones. What bothers me most is … they all left me. Life would be so much easier with Lawton pulling the cart, Mattie looking after the younger ones and my precious Ellen… just staying here with me. I've been double-crossed by MY family!
How can I described the feelings that are welling up inside? How do I control the temper tantrum that is, my little brother? How do I show my parents that I really do care about their feelings?
... always perfect with us growing up. As a result, however, we both became two great kids and are constantly turning into even better adults. It is true that my brother is still the younger sibling and even at the age of 17 he is still receiving all the perks of being the baby. However, my parents are beginning to buckle down again, and crack down on his bad behavior around the home. As a result I see him getting in more trouble now then he did as a kid. Of course I do wonder if the trouble he is getting into now even impacts him because he has grown out of his formative years. I guess only time will tell.
In the movie there are a lot of scenes were we see Joel’s memories being erased. One of the moments he remembers was Clementine and him at the train station when they were on their way to see Clementine’s grandma, when Joel notices the people around him start to vanish, that is when they drop their stuff and Joel grabs Clementine and tries to run away from the memory erasing. At this point we see Joel regretting his decision and try to take control of the situation and try to get away from what he got himself into by attempting to run from it. Although he believes that he is able to escape this procedure by running from it, but just like in a dream or sometimes nightmares running is identified as trying to get away from something that is threating or just trying to escape from, he quickly finds out that running is not going to so...
I got scared I tried to hold him back but I couldn’t I also thought that the group of men were going to jump him but it wasn’t the case, the guys were scared, one of the guys girlfriend started screaming he was just in rage in attack mode he didn’t look normal at all. My neighbor came out and helped me get him on the ground and then I started calling his family his mother and his aunt. He didn’t want me to call his mother because she put him through a lot growing up so they did not have the best relationship.
so I ran up to him and blurted everything out to him so fast that I couldn’t even understand myself. “Calm down” said my dad in a confused way. I say everything again a lot slower and calmer and I see my dads face drop and rush outside to get Bruno but Bruno already came home a few minutes before. At the same time mom came home and I saw dad rush out to her and take her to a room to tell her everything that I saw and what Bruno was
She felt as if they sort of felt the same way.” A tired old man with no one to turn to, imprisoned by his love for his only son, my father.” “It’s bound to get better. One day things will be different. Life won’t go on like this forever.
Life is a struggle and sometimes, it’s difficult to get over a problem. Everyone has their hard time, so do I. I have been experiencing many failures, betrayals and fell down many times. However, I still manage to get up and go on. There’s one memory that has a huge impact on my thinking. It doesn’t last long, but surely a challenge for me. It’s when I lost myself and my goals...
Traumatic events come in many different ways at many different times of ones life. Mine came on the school bus while I was on my way home from school. The bus had stopped to let a couple kids off and I stood up to throw some trash away. I stood up we were rear ended by a young lady who had been trying to get a bee out of the car and not realized the bus had stopped. I was standing up and the impact caused me to bang into the seat in front of me and the one behind me. I didn’t realize what had happened until moments later when someone said something. As I began to sit down I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body and my heart started to beat rapidly.
I was smacked in the face by a gust of hot, humid Texas air as I found my way off the bus. The once brisk morning was getting hotter by the second. My friend Kristi and I looked towards our left and there she was, the Norwegian Sea. The cruise liner that we would be on for the next week. It was the biggest ship I had ever seen up close. Ten stories high and nearly 1000 feet long. It had an intimidating presence that took one's breath away.
I thought my brother had always been an honest guy, but it turns out that he steals. When we were growing up, he would never steal or take things without asking. After he moved out, I had shoulder surgery and the doctor gave me prescription pain medicine. My mom also had some cash in her vanity. My brother stole my pills, tried replacing them with a similarly shaped pill, and took some of my mom’s cash. Meanwhile, I was trying to explain to my parents how my brother was getting out of control and they did not believe me. Not only does my brother steal, he also tattles.
Whenever we were kids, we didn’t quite understand situations as well as we would now as adults. No matter how many questions we asked at that young age, we were still left puzzled. That’s how I felt as a child whenever one of the most tragic moments in my life occurred. I was too young to see how severe the situation was at the time, but now, after growing up, I can understand the misery and depression my family felt.