Me and Mathew have been dating about six months now and it’s the end of my junior year, me and Mathew were going out to celebrate and we planed on take thing to the last level in our relationship, if you know what I mean. Mathew was drivin like normal before we got there he would put that same blue blindfold that I have in my room right now. I would put it on and wait for him to take it off of me. But this time it was never token off. I felt myself fling forward and then I felt my head hit the ceiling of the truck. I could hear lot’s of loud noises and I could feel something hard go agents me like someone was blocking me. Then I felt something warn go down my shirt, which I went to touch it I completely blacked out.
I woke up thinking maybe I had feel asleep before I got to the hotel but when my eyes opened there was a man in white there. I was really confused and then man was saying something but I was to tired to even listen and my eyes slammed back shut. My mother told me I was out cold for 2 more days after that. When I woke up the second time they told me how a drunk driver pulled out in front of us on the high way and our tuck went into the on going traffic and was hit by another big truck. I then began to look around for Mathew and I looked at the doc and asked him were my bf was and he just told me I needed not to worry that I need all my rest. Which doesn’t the guy no it only makes it worse to say don’t worry. Which I’m pretty sure for the couple of hours that’s all I thought about till I feel asleep. Which the nest time I woke up I asked my mom were Mathew was and she looked down at me and told me that Mathew had died instantly in the car crash. They said it looked like he took of his seat belt and threw himself in my la...
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...nd never let anyone in, or let anything make me have emotion. I got the cast of both my arms but I was told I would never walk again. Which made me feel very sad but felt like I couldn’t cry because at leas I was able to live. Which I still hadn’t mourned about Mathew. I just felt like he would be there at school when I would come back. I just had it in my heart that he would be there that everyone was playing a horrible joke.
For the longest time I just stayed in my bed watching out my window. I wouldn’t let anyone even come into my room besides my parents. Even though lot’s of people came over asking I would always tell them I wasn’t ready to see people yet that I just wanted to be by myself. It got pretty stuffy in my room and it made me feel like I couldn’t breath. I new sooner then latter I would have to leave my room and go out and do something with my life.
Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart depicts a futuristic American society dominated by media. Technology is their utmost precious possession; everything revolves around their äppärät. Everyone is ranked based on their attractiveness and wealth. People want to stay young and live longer. Any written artifacts are almost non-existent, and literacy is not the same as before. People are speaking differently, using new words that older generations will not understand. The change this society has gone through has had its consequences that have leaded them to destruction. We need to put attention to these issues to further understand the message the book is conveying.
I received the call that my brother had overdosed when I was going to a haunted house with a couple of my friends. My mother had not known the severity and told me not to worry. Steven had overdosed in the past so I was not as concerned as I should have been. My friends and I kept on with our festivities and then they dropped me off at my house. There was no one home and I became distressed. When I called my mother she told me to just go to bed and that they would be home soon. I forced myself to sleep. I was in a daze when my mother and father came into my room to tell me that my brother was dead. I don’t know what happened in my brain, but I could not talk and I could not cry. I believe I brushed it off as an awful nightmare. My unconscious demeanor scared my parents so they kept sending people in my room trying to get through to me. I woke up to my best friend hugging me, not saying a word, and then she left. I woke up to my grandma holding my hand with tears flowing down her eyes, not saying a word, and then she left. I woke to my godmother speaking about grief and how I needed to believe that he was gone, and then she left. How was I supposed to believe that my brother was no longer on this earth? I sat there on my bed alone as the idea of my brother dying crept into my mind. My heart began to literally ache. I cried hysterically for hours on hours. It has been a year since he has passed and it doesn’t get any
A masterpiece of American literature, winner of the Pulitzer prize in 1961, an instant bestseller was Harper Lee’s simple love story. Harper Lee, home to a small Alabama town called monroeville, was the Author of the novel To Kill a Mockingbird. The novel captures the life of a young women and her childhood growing up in a small southern town, Maycomb county, Alabama. As this young woman gets older, she learns more and more about life through the townspeople of Maycomb County; Courage, kindness, cruelty, and love are some of the main lessons portrayed throughout the book. The townspeople, especially a few select ones, are a huge influence in the childhood of this young women, they also help you understand the town itself and the people living there. Lee does an amazing job of helping you understand the lifestyle in the town and helps put a vivid visual and understanding in ones mind while reading the novel. Calpurnia, Arthur “Boo” Radley, and Tom robinson are just a few characters home to Maycomb County, that make the novel a masterpiece of American literature.
A New Literacy Age in American Society Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart depicts a futuristic American society dominated by media. Technology is their most precious process, everything revolves around their äppärät. Everyone is ranked based on their attractiveness and wealth. Most people want to stay young and live longer. Any written artifacts are almost non-existent, and literacy is not the same as before.
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In my family, I am the baby girl who is a daddy’s girl. My father keeps me shelter a lot meaning there is a lot of security he always wanted me safe no matter what. When I became a teenager we were very distant I wanted to do my own thing and at the time I did not want to listen to him until a big tragic happen that affected him badly. When I was sixteen years old, my father had this bad feeling that he did not want me going out with my best friend. While he was talking to me I was pseudo listening meaning I was distracted when he was explaining why I should go out and I completely ignore it and I told him everything will be right. The way my father look at me was fear in his eyes that something bad was going to happen. As my friend pick me up my father kissed my forehead and told me “I love you” and I reply back saying “I love you too” I will be safe. As we were leaving we went to her house to visit her family which was a lot of fun then we took off to Webster for some fun with her other friends for her birthday. After all the fun we had it was time for us to go home which my life changed forever. I notice my mother was calling my phone to see where I was and I missed her call. So I unclick my seatbelt to reach my bag to get my cell phone and right then and there my friend and I got hit by an eighteen-wheeler. The car was demolished, I was ejected from the front windshield but backwards. I thought I was dead when I landed in the ditch across the road waiting as I kept blacking in and out. While I was life flight to Memorial Hospital I went straight into a coma and the doctors told my family that I was not going to make it. My father was already losing his mind thinking “I told her not go “ “why her “ “that’s my only baby girl” the emotions were bad to the point they were already planning my funeral. When the doctor came in to tell my parents it was time to unplug me I opened my eyes for the first time and
Just as we drifted off we heard banging outside of my door, already my brother crawls up into a ball and into the corner, as my dad open the door a steuerwert was outside and throw life jackets.
I’m living this nightmare, but am also telling myself it’s not true because I feel better. Today my family’s plan is to go see Tanner in the funeral home. I don’t want to go and I beg to stay home. My mom and dad force me to go and see him. When I go up to his coffin and see him, I start to scream and run out of the room. I was terrified because I was afraid he was going to get up and grab me. This seems silly, but I’m in complete shock and seeing him like this makes me scared. He was just with me a couple days ago and here he is now lying in front of me. After I calm down I go and look at him once more. I look at his hair and his face. Thinking to myself, “I’m going to miss you Tanner. I’m going to miss your laugh, your personality, your smile, etc.” I touch his face and it puts me back into the cold reality that this is really happening. My brother really died and he’s really right in front of me in a
“This love is difficult, but it’s real”, is a modern day lyric, from a modern day love song, “Love Story”, by a popular modern day musician Taylor Swift. Just as modern artists still do, Shakespeare tries to convey a message of support towards women and their appearances and circumstances. This poem skillfully uses selective diction through selecting specific words and phrases to influence the poem. Directing his sonnet to have more meaning, his diction is influenced to include symbolism. Additionally he selects these items for comparisons to create juxtapositions. He does all this to demonstrate and reaffirm how his mistress is not like other women. This is enabled through the pairs Shakespeare has chosen to compare in order to critique the
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Raymond Carver was an American short story writer and poet. He was from Oregon and was brought up in the Pacific Northwest in a blue collar working family. Being inspired to write in high school he later perused his passion and ended up becoming a well-known and established writer. He has written many well-known pieces but one that is awfully interesting is a short story called “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love”. This story discusses some of the perspectives of love and showcases them in an interesting way. The definition of love is difficult to be defined in words but it is something that is be felt more than anything. The narrator, who is Raymond, introduces a character who goes by the name Mel McGinnis, who is stated to be his friend. Mel is a cardiologists and he makes sure to mention this is order to say that the fact he is a cardiologists “sometimes gives him the right” (411). It is implied that since Mel has this kind of job that he knows what he is saying. Then their wives are introduced who are Laura and Terri. As the story progresses the
Until my stepfather’s occasional beers progressed, to becoming an abusive alcoholic mixed with prescription drugs. My mother suffered the most, and as a child, I couldn't do much but watch. I attempted to pull him off, I beat him while he was choking her, but I was much too small. I was only an eight year old girl, so I was tossed across the room like nothing. Soon that became how I felt, I felt like I was nothing.
I can surely say that I won't be able to forget about our love story. You were the most beautiful thing that could ever happen in my life. The most tender feeling I have ever endured. Having you in my life and having the opportunity to meet you brought warmth, love, and passion to my heart and soul. The fact that we decide to go separate ways has filled my heart with coldness, sadness and fear, not knowing if you would ever come back to me and perhaps you would forget me bring tears to my eyes.
Oh my God! TJ!“ It was just my mom.She was crying and calling my name again and again.I was so embarrassed and disappointed of my self.I had let her down. After, two of the EMT guys put us on an ambulance. Finally,we made our way to the hospital. My friend john and me were sent in palo alto medical center. It took us about fifteen minute to get there. My friend john was alright. He had a couple of stitches in his head and his arm. He got relieved after a couple of tests but, I was severely injured. I was lying on a hospital bed and thinking what I would have done in the past. Cause this terrible accident happened to me. I was sent to el camino hospital, where I went to the operation theater for my hipbones surgery.The doctor told me after surgery that my hipbones was fractured the reason they had to put a plate in hipbones to stay together.Although, my left arm was also fractured the reason I could not feel my arm. After surgery, they took me to the other room and gave me a couple of injections. Momentarily, I went to sleep. I woke up in the next day and thinking hopefully it was just a dream,but it’s not. I opened my eyes and saw a couple of relative looking me like a stranger. My dad came over my bed and gave me a hug and I literally started crying after thinking about the accident. I could not believe after a massive car accident I was still alive. Doctors kept in hospital couple of