Far away, so very far away from their destination, the three were nearly kidding back in the wind and ice. The two who were actually doing all the walking had finally lost feeling in every part of their exposed bodies. The dreaming boy, however, they did not know. Kile had checked for a heartbeat a little while ago, and found it, but how much longer that would last, he had no idea. It was then Zoe herd a honking, and stopped him, tugging on his sleeve. Without so much as a sound he looked to her in confusion. Then he looked up, following her hand that was outstretched beyond. He listened and herd it as well. Excited, they turned around from whence they came, praying that this wasn’t so much as an illusion. Kile slipped on the ice, falling with Vince in his arms. Zoe outstretched her hand to help Kile up, and picked up …show more content…
Sir! Let us in! Please!” Still no answer. Kile was now at her side and he could see who was in the car. His blood ran cold before it soon began to boil. Upon the man seeing Kile, his face turned from anger to that of an old friend. The young man yelled at his old boss,” Let us in!” No words could be herd, but he mouthed something like,” Kile! So good to see you! Yes! Come in!” and with that, he pressed the button. Kile opened the back seat door for Zoe, allowing the snow and rush of cold air to seep in. She laid Vince down gingerly in the middle so that he could have the warm air pulsating from the front heaters and the back. “Come on, come on! Don’t let the cold air get in!” He hurried her. Meanwhile, Kile had hobbled over to the passenger side and put his good foot in first. He glared at his old boss with pure hate. His deep purple eyes never left Mr. Johnson. Kile shut the door shortly after Zoe had found herself doing the same. Red had already entered her cheeks as she pressed her hands against the hot air conditioner. She sighed in gratitude, oblivious as to what was truly going
His heart began to beat faster as Daisy's white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
In the second last paragraph, Rash states just before Sinkler got attacked, "Someone whistled near the ridge and the rasping stopped" (1), which is oddly familiar to the first time he met Lucy, "The woman gave a brisk whistle and the farmer paused and looked their way.
Before he could ponder any further a heavy hand fell on his shoulder. Demetrius’s chest seized in fear. He threw his head back to view the culprit to be none other than Zoe, the other slave of the house. Demetrius sighed and placed a hand over his heart. Zoe shook her head condescendingly and pointed behind her in a gesture for Demetrius to get back to work. Demetrius didn’t fight the suggestion and stood easily. The two quietly pitter pattered down the hall and down the stairs to the
He fig-ured that the normal half hour walk home might take as long as two hours in snow this deep. And then there was the wind and the cold to contend with. The wind was blowing across the river and up over the embankment making the snow it carried colder and wetter than the snow blanketing the ground. He would have to use every skill he’d learned, living in these hills, to complete the journey without getting lost, freezing to death, or at the very least ending up with a severe case of frostbite be-fore he made it back to Ruby.
The gentle early morning breeze blew across their faces like the whispering winds sway the trees. They had been walking all night long, and finally made it across the border. My mother’s hair was ruffled up, her nose had a steady trickle of blood running into her open mouth. She grunted softly as she lifted her hand up. Tears streamed down her eyes. She knew she had finally made it to her destination.
She was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will--as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been. When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over...
She walked back up the stairs and hit him very hard on the back of the
him that he will be all right. They get a taxi to drive around town. Jake puts his arm
"It's over, we're safe." Kyle whispered as he took the keys she proffered, then entered the vehicle without a further word. He held no compassion for the young man they'd left dead in the alley, nor for those who'd mourn his passing. The only one who truly deserved empathy was Azairah, and as he pulled out on to the deserted street, and that emotion was evident in his expression. He maintained his grip on the wheel, and foot on the gas as he scanned her face, which faded in and out of shadow under the passing lights. "How do I feel?" He repeated her question, almost inaudibly, and pulled his gaze back to the road, away from the blood-soaked woman beside him. Could he describe it? Just as it appeared he may not respond, the Army veteran took a deep breath, and began to talk. "I feel
“C’mon already,” he cried hanging half of his body out of the sunroof. He sat back down in the car and started honking the horn.
In life people have drama and struggles, and some have had challenges that have changed the people in their family as well as their relationships. Lots of people have to change and grow up to help themselves and others. My life changed because I had to grow up and had to help take on the role of being the mother in the household. At the end it taught me a good lesson and showed me my true self.
“The room was silent. His heart pounded the way it had on their first night together, the way it still did when he woke at a noise in the darkness and waited to hear it again - the sound of someone moving through the house, a stranger.”(4)
Soon again he heard some tapping at his window, something louder than before. He opened the window. In
According to Witkavitch (2010) life is about change and as human beings we’re always changing, growing, transforming and transitioning our lives. Our whole life is made up of change. It is relative to time and a natural component of our everyday life. Things change, they grow, they develop, they die, and something else shows up. There are many changes that can occur during a person’s lifetime. For instance, we all were once kids who changed into adults. With that said, as we age, dreams change. There will always be something new in life and we can’t expect everything to fall in place as we wish because the future is constantly changing. In the age of globalization, information and communication revolution changes are affecting our lifestyles, our ways of thinking, feelings and the way we act. Life changes everyday for a person in some way. Just like we expect the seasons to change and children to grow older. Some changes are very small and can affect your life in an enormous way. However, other events can be very important and could change your whole life such as getting married, getting arrested, having a baby, and even losing a close friend or relative. The important events that altered my life are coming the United States, playing club soccer, becoming a U.S. citizen, going to graduate school and studying abroad. In this in paper, I will discuss how these phases transformed my life physically and mentally.
had her car heaters on top yet she was still cold. She looked at her