Dick Hallorann was only a young boy when he started to hear and see odd things. He would be sitting on the rug, playing with his toy cars, when suddenly he would black out and wake up a few seconds later lying on his back with an odd feeling in his head. Dick thought nothing of it because he was too young to know any better, until one day he had an episode in front of his grandmother. Dick was sitting on his grandmother’s lap while she knitted him a little orange sweater. He began to convulse, shaking violently while his grandmother held him. “My poor baby!” she yelled while cradling him. After a minute or so, Dick woke up with no recollection of what had happened. With a look of utter confusion, Dick asked his grandmother, “Gram, what is …show more content…
He thought that he was finally rid of his “talent,” when suddenly it struck again. He had been sitting at his dinner table, peacefully eating a piece of blueberry pie when he experienced the “shine.” His fork tumbled to the ground, along with his body. Dick was used to blacking out during his episodes, but this time was different. He began to see a vision of two young girls. They looked scared, but he couldn’t tell yet what they were scared of. He studied their faces, when suddenly a look of terror fell on them, and they started to run down the hallway. He watched them run, and then he noticed that a man was chasing them. The man was too fast for the girls to get away. Dick then witnessed the man swing his axe and murder the two little girls. Dick was petrified. He tried to stop the vision, but no matter what he did he couldn’t get the sight out of his head. The man turned around and Dick saw his blood stained face. Dick snapped out of it and woke up sprawled on the floor. “Is this real?” he wondered. Dick chose to believe that it was not real, and he blocked the scene out of his memory. He carried on with his life for the rest of the winter, with no thought in his mind of the visions he saw. Spring was approaching, and he was waiting for his employer to contact him with information about going back to work. He eventually got a call from his boss, but it was not the conversation he was expecting to have. He picked up his phone to answer the call, and he heard the man’s voice, “Dick, I have some very bad
The next morning, Maggie filed a police report about seeing the young boy in their house the previous night prior to her husband’s death. The police went to the Wilson’s house to investigate, but the boy was gone and there was no sign of any unusual activity. The three of them went back to their home where they mourned the loss of their dad and husband. The next night went smooth, they all stayed in the guest bedroom, avoiding the room where they had seen the young boy, and the room where Joe died. Two days later, at Joe’s funeral, Reagan spotted a young boy that looked like the boy she saw floating into her room that dreadful night. Reagan rushed over to her mom and Chandler to tell them what she saw. The night of the funeral, thunderstorms moved in and a big gust of wind blew a tree limb down onto the power lines adjacent to their house. This caused a power outage in the middle of the night followed by a loud lightning strike, which woke Maggie up. Suddenly an image appeared to be floating toward her. The shadow immediately made her think of the young boy they saw the other day. Before Maggie could call the police, the young boy strangled her to death. Her screams woke Reagan and Chandler up. They hid under the covers crying and hoping the young demon boy would go away. However,
On the first week at Grandma’s, a man named Shotgun Cheatman died. Everyone in the town went to the funeral because he was the well known assistant to the Mayor. The funeral was held in Grandma’s house and a creepy thing happened that night when Tom the cat crawled inside the casket. The next day, Joey, Mary Alice and Grandma left the house and walked across fields of tall grass and “cow pies aplenty” to Salt Creek to go fishing. They found an old wooden boat and Grandma rowed the boat out into the creek. While on their fishing adventure, they encountered a cottonmouth snake that fell into the boat and a party of drunken men on land dancing in their underwear.
The whole “robbery” was planned by Dick, the drive was planned by Dick, and even the cover up process was his idea. Although he wasn’t the one who pulled the trigger, Dick is equally responsible for the Clutter family murder as Perry. It would take a horrible person to murder a family, but it takes a vial beast to plan, examine, organize, and operate the murder. Dick grew up with loving parents who were no poorer than any other family in the neighborhood. According to both him and his parents, he was a good kid who did well in school and lettered in nine sports. Similar to Perry, he feels cheated in life and is willing to do anything he must to get what he deserves. Along with this, he has zero insight on how to life a normal life. Dick is the type of person to act on his impulses. He 's likes to have a good time and live in the moment. His aspirations are easy money and easy women. With this, he seems to have no ability to weigh the consequences of his actions, and he will do whatever it takes to get his way. This type of momentary reaction is prone to lead a life of “poor decision.” If he’s in need of money, he will write a few bad checks or maybe steal from a store. If this jig wasn’t plentiful enough, he hitches a ride with a stranger to basically rob and kill everyone in the car. Dick was known for being a terrible person as one man stated, “Dick Hickock! Don 't talk to me about
It is true that Dick isn’t a model boy in all aspects. He likes playing tricks with unsophisticated boys, giving wrong directions, smoking, gambling and spending money generously, either with friends or in the Old Bowery Theater and Tony Pastor’s. But his nature is a noble one and have saved him from all mean faults (8). Dick is a boy of virtues. He has his own principles that he never steals or cheats. He is a boy is a boy of honesty. “Some boys get it easier than that… but I wouldn’t (3-4)”. Dick likes entertainment, but he all earns the money he needs by shining shoes. When Greyson hasn’t got anything
Tumi is a 20 year old student who is having troubles sleeping and distinguishing what is real and not (Basic perspectives in psychology 2014, 2014. Page 6). Recently she has been through a lot of personal trauma and one can use those experiences to explain the way she is acting and feeling now. Tumi has consulted a counsellor because she feels she is not acting normal and does not feel comfortable in her current emotional state. She has reported that she has been through some odd experiences before the appointment. These things include religious involvements, amplified anxiety and also she has started to believe that her mom and sisters are conspiring against her. Tumi has also recalled seeing her deceased Grandmother walking around the kitchen at her mom’s house, (basic perspectives in psychology 2014, 2014. Page 6), also she has been having recurrin...
Dick's greed leads to the murder of six. Dick wanted a normal life. Possibly owning a business of his own with a house, a horse, and a car. Unfortunately Dick was too greedy and ended up committing crime. Dick would bounce checks and him and his wife would purchase items they did not have the money for. Dick is able to work, but he wanted to do the minimum amount of and no salary satisfied him. Turning to crime was only because of his greed.
Ken saw something with big green glowing eyes. He thought it was Jake and shined his flashlight on the thing with green glowing eyes. When he did, he saw a weird monster with no hair, just white shriveled skin and long fingers razor sharp, kind of like a rake. The monster turned around real quick and looked at Ken. The monster was covered in blood, and right next to the monster, laying on the ground, was his friend Jake. Jakes’ body was being devoured by this monster. Ken realized Jake was dead, and he was about to die too. So, Ken shot the monster but nothing happened to the monster. Then the monster stood up and charged Ken, and Ken was frozen in fear, and he knew he was going to die. Twenty seconds later Ken was dead, and his body was being devoured just like his friend Jake.
Imagine a child named Jacob and he wakes up one day and he couldn’t see 10 feet ahead of him and he didn’t hear his blaring loud alarm go off. For some reason everything is perfectly silent and he cant get up or even roll of his bed. Jacob starts to realize something has to be very wrong. Boisterously he yells for his mom but he couldn’t even hear himself yell, and then he starts spasming and shaking and blank out. He had a sezior when he wakes up he is in a hospital and his mom is crying. Then she tells him he will be living here for the rest of his life as the docter tells her he has canavan disease and he has 2 years max to live and he would die around his 8th birthday. Canavan Disease is a rare genetic neurological disorder affecting children.
Shannon heard her stepfather coming up the stairs and quickly raced for the closet where she had already prepared her hiding place. Huddled under a pile of clothing, she listened as he came closer. He stopped as he entered the room and she knew he would be surprised to find her bed empty. He must be trying to figure out where to look next. Her heart pounded so hard she thought he must surely be able to hear it and she scarcely breathed as he stopped outside the closet door. Opening it slowly he looked inside but seemed unable to see her as he closed it and walked into another room. He called her name but she lay motionless until she heard him on the stairs. After a few more drinks he would pass out in front of the TV but afraid he might come back, she waited until she heard her mother come home from work. She slowly and quietly opened the closet door and tiptoed back to bed. Sleep did not come.
It was a regular night when a guy named Ben was reading a book in the living room. He was in the middle of a sentence when he heard a CRASH in his bedroom. He put his book down for a minute or two and waited to see if it was him or it was something in his house. he didn’t hear anything else but silence so he picked up his book and started reading again,he didn’t hear anything for the rest of the night.
This day was off to a very bad start. Hal had woken up to get ready to leave for school and he heard footsteps. His father was usually asleep at this hour, so it couldn’t be him. Part of him wished it was his mother, back from the hospital. This childlike part of Hal believed she was still alive. That it was just a matter of time before she got better. Although wishes like that could never come true, and sadly it was his father approaching his door. Hal hoped for his father to be sober, to not continue the events of the night before. Most of Hal’s hopes and wishes never came true. The old man was still drunk, it was unlikely for him to ever not be. He yelled in Hal’s face. It was all a silent blur to Hal now. All the screams, the saliva, the strong hands moving towards his face. It was the quietest uproar known to man. Hal was numb. Numb from previous nights and days of countless commotion. His father finally walked away for a drink and Hal slipped away. He walked down the road that lead toward Lawton High as if it was his bedroom and he was ready for sleep. In a way it
Dick presents our main character, Commissioner John Anderton, as the balding, pot-bellied founder of a revolutionary new crime detection system who's been showing his years for longer than he'd care to remember. In the short story, he has just acquired a new assistant, Ed Witwer, and fears being replaced by the younger man. In the beginning, Anderton is portrayed as slightly insecure about his job (to the point of near paranoia of being set-up), as well as his importance to society, though by the e...
One day, there was a man, walking through the woods to get back home. The man had quite a way to go to get back home but, it was getting late, and all he had was a flashlight, a small knife, and a video recorder. The man was hearing weirder and weirder noises as he was walking, he was also starting to see weird shapes in the distance, almost as if it was a tall thin man looking at him with tentacle like things coming out of his back, and spreading in the air.
Oh my God! Betsy!" It was my dad. I was disappointed and embarrassed of myself. I had let him down. My voice yelled for help as my heart beat rapidly with fear and relief. The car wobbled. I could feel the weight of the car lift slowly off me. For the first time, intense pain struck my lower half. "Crawl out of there," someone yelled to me. I pushed against the ground with all my might but I couldn't move. The pain was excruciating, nevertheless I could not feel the lower half of my body. I felt paralyzed. Still struggling to move, I felt strong arms glide around my shoulders and under my armpits. They drug me out of the way of the falling car. My dad had saved me. As I lie on the weed covered ground, several people surrounded me. I dreamily looked around and saw my sister sitting Indian style next to me, plastered in blood. She had run barefoot to the nearest house to call 911 and my dad. She was my angel. We sat there in shock. Was it just a dream? Everything had happened so fast. Every minute lying on that dirt felt like a lifetime. Strangers kept poking every inch of my body and bugging me with questions that I didn't have answers to. After that, the ambulance finally arrived. They rushed over to my sister and I and they asked me a number of questions that I obliviously answered and started to get me ready to go. With a bright orange brace around my neck they slowly pushed me onto a stiff
Patient one, a man attempted to commit suicide, by electrocuting himself because of depression. After the incident, he told his psychiatrist, that his brain was dead, but his body was living. That he no longer needed to eat or sleep. However he acknowledged that his mind was alive, but could not understand if his brain was dead how his mind could be alive. Still though he kept insisting his brain was dead. Psyc...