As consciousness slowly begins to return to John Luther, he hears voices surrounding him. Questions clutter his mind as he tries to move on the cold hard surface that he is sprawled out upon. The movement sends a surge of pain throughout his whole body. His eyes feel too heavy to open, but he forces them to. The bright lights blind him momentarily, but his eyes adjust a few seconds later. He sees two men dressed in suits hovering above him. He is quickly frightened when he realizes that in place of their eyes is nothing but darkness. The last thing John feels is a pinch in his left forearm and then the light is gone.
The next time John opens his eyes, he's in a different place. It's a small room with not much but a bed and a small table next to it. It doesn't take much for him to realize that he's in a hospital. His mind goes into a panic as he tries to piece together what happened. A nurse walks in and takes his blood pressure. He tries to ask her what happened but she has no answer for him. Consternation builds as he thinks of his daughter. "Where's my daughter?" He pleads, but no answer comes from the young nurse. She leaves the room, and John tears the IV out of his arm. He stands up and finds his clothes, wallet, and cell phone on the bedside table. He gets dressed and makes his way to the door.
Passing the waiting room on his way out of the hospital entrance, a woman calls his name. He turns to her and tries to recall if he knows her, but he has no recollection of her. "I know who you are. I know what's happening." A million questions come to his mind. "Not here," she explains. "We must go somewhere private." She leads him to her car and tells him to get in. He follows the command and slides into the passenger seat. "Please...
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... John spits in the woman's face. "YOU MONSTER. WHERE IS SHE?" She stands up and walks into another room. A few moments later, she returns. Allison holding her hand. Horror fills him when he sees what they have done to her. Her eyes are gone. She is like them. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?" He screams. "Allison, honey! Come here! It's me, honey! It's daddy!" She runs to him and hugs him. Relief fills him as he hugs her. However, that relief soon turns to terror as he feels teeth sink into his neck. He gasps for air and spits blood out of his mouth. He closes his eyes, and then all that is left is darkness. “He knew too much, and we couldn’t risk him remembering on his own. Poor guy. And well… we wouldn’t want our new little girl to starve would we? She’s got quite an appetite.” She grins as she watches the young child rip the flesh off of the man she once called “Dad”.
The time period this work takes place in is a very gloomy and frightening time. He wakes up in a dark place by himself and in fear, which makes things worse. A common theme we can relate this dark place to is when we fall off of the path of God. Since God represents all things good, the dark is the exact opposite. Since everything is not so clear in the wood he his describing, the path back to God is even more difficult to attain.
Unsurprisingly, the narrator finds comfort in trying to understand his environment and fate. He measures the room carefully because he wants to make sense out of his situation in order to ease his mind. His captivity is unpredictable and he never knows what is going and is totally unaware of his surroundings. However, he knows sooner or later that he is going to die. Upon receiving his death sentence, the narrator loses consciousness. When he awakes, he is in complete darkness. He is confused ...
Standing up Bridgett walks over to the nurse heading back to the doctor’s office. The nurse takes Bridgett into the first office on the right. The walls are painted a pasty of white, where posters hang on the wall talking about the microchip implant. Bridgett sits on the bed in the middle of the room nervously looking around at the poster. The nurse touches her shoulder, giving her a smile.
“Her officer – why should he have a name? he was the childhood sweetheart, and what more does he want? – came home from somewhere, found her, and called the ambulance” (34). The husband did not even care much about her. She felt very lonely.
Rylan Geissler I read the realistic fiction story, What Light by Jay Asher for this book talk. In a realistic fiction story the characters, setting and conflict has to be realistic. In the story What Light, the main character Sierra travels from her hometown of Oregon to her family’s Christmas tree farm in California every year during Christmas break. While in California, she meets a significant love interest named Caleb.
Racial discrimination still exists in these days with the institutional racism which is described groups of people against certain groups of people to limit their privileges. The United States is a country that has more than one ethnic and everyone is different to each other. In the past, I have seen many groups of people are discriminate to other groups based on their skin color, ethnic and personal identity. Institutional racism happened in school as well as in public. People discriminate others by looking at their skin and their race. People need to adapt to the new world and find out more about others culture to stop the institutional racism toward other races or ethnics.
The story that is most significant to me is “Reading the Light'; by Roger Pfingston. This story felt like it was written from the heart. It is filled with emotions, ones that the author caught in his story very well. Even though I could not empathize with Brian, I did feel sympathetic towards him. When David said to Brian, “Is it really such a surprise? I’m sure you know that your mother and I haven’t been the best of friends lately.'; (6), that was a shock to me. David did not seem to be sympathetic towards his son; instead he made it sound like it had happened and that there was nothing that could be done about it. At the end of the story, David, Maria and Brian went to the park where the author stated “The three of them stood huddled in the glare of ice and sun.'; (7) My heart sank. They just stood there accepting that their family was breaking up. I thought that Roger Pfingston wrote this story from his heart. I was able to put myself in Brian’s place and actually feel how I thought he would feel.
Now that the summary is out there for all who did not get to read the story let’s make some connections to everyday life. In the story is it said by the author that, “All the while I hated myself for having wept before the needle went in, convinced that the nurse and my mother we...
“I’m sorry mother” he says, in a high pitched squeal, as snot bubbles burst at his nose. Shuffling towards his computer, he opens up the saved word document marked “The End”(47). He walks pigeon toed through his small,dark, and drab house. A large support beam cuts through second story of the room like the arm of a gallows. While a radiator hisses at him from the corner. Grabbing a bag labeled Happpy Hardware Store, John makes his way towards the garage.
“I am full…of two boys with mossy teeth, one sucking on my breast the other holding me down, their book-reading teacher watching and writing it up” (Morrison 70). This chilling quote refers to the scene in which Sethe is essentially robbed of everything she owns. Ironically, the boys with the mossy teeth had the civility to dig a hole for Sethe’s stomach “as not to hurt the baby” (202). However, such a violent act could not occur without a reaction. This scene sets the rest of the story in motion.
One morning a girl named Kacey went out with her friends Jaden and his wife Jillian Dent-Arnold. Jillian wanted to be on the beach but Jaden and Kacey wanted to surf. Jillian finally agreed. They were out in the water getting some waves then it came. There was a big bump under Jaden and knocked him off his surfboard, he tried getting back on but he couldn't he got tugged under water. K.C. and Jill thought he was joking then they saw blood Jill jumped into the water to save him but there was to much blood she could not see. Then she got on her board and started paddling and paddling then Kacey screamed “help help”. Kacey was underwater and couldn’t breath, she got to the surface and could not hear anything but a loud ringing and the Jill came back and saved Kacey. Kacey had no legs under the knee. When Kacey and Jill got back to the beach Jill called 911 and they came with a helicopter. Jill put their cover-ups on Kaceys legs to try and stop the bleeding and she tied them tight. Kacey was still awake somehow but she was not going to close her eyes anytime soon she thought. They got to the hospital and she was being rushed through the halls and the smells were horrendous, she got a whiff of purell because all the nurses and doctors put it on every time they went in a room.
A hospital bed now occupied the space where the couch had sat for so many years. Beside the hospital bed sat his oxygen machine, which for the first time in quite a while, sat eerily quiet. The wheelchair sat empty. “This is not real. This cannot be happening.
is suddenly deprived of illusions and of light, man feels a stranger. His is an irremediable exile,
‘I’ve been feeling weird all day.’ Shawn thought while lying down on the hospital bed fully awake. Upon hearing a sound, Shawn’s head shot up. ‘Sounds like someone’s coming, wait, it sounds like more than one person. I’m counting two. Huh, that’s weird, it’s 3:30 in the morning and the nurse already went through here on her rounds half an hour ago, strange.’ Shawn mused surprised. The footsteps were coming closer to his room so Shawn closed his eyes feigning sleep.
There was an impending doom coming to the small town of Calamity. Unbeknownst to the citizens it would come firstly upon a church on the outskirts of a town. A few people were inside as the doom came closer. Preacher Tom was the first one in the church to sees what would haunt the town and was scared out of his wits. He pushes a young woman out of the doorway as he speeds into the church. He continues to bar the door and close up all of the windows as the surprised group stares on at him with suspicion. He dropped to his knees and prayed as a loud noise echoed through the building. The crowd began to scream as the windows rattled and the building swayed. All of a sudden, a whimper could be heard from the back side of the building. The sound was unmistakable, it was the tiny voice of little Lisa Cunningham. Mrs. Hamm hobbled quickly over to the door before anyone else could react. She threw the door open as Father Ted finally came to his senses. Lisa flung herself through the door into the arms of Mrs. Hamm. Father Ted lunged for the door and slammed his shoulder into it right before an unknown force bashed against the other side. Mrs. Hamm grasped the child as and attempted to console her as a sharp pain erupted in her breast. She looked down and saw a dark stain growing on her blue dress and jerked the child away. Everyone’s eyes went wide as they saw the scene unfolding before them. Lisa stood smiling; face covered in blood, and began to laugh hysterically. Mrs. Hamm was becoming hysterical as well, as she noticed that one side of her chest had become smaller than the other as a huge chunk had been bitten away by the child.