The door is stuck, so I kick it open and step out into the crisp night air. I forgot my shoes at home so I’m walking all over broken glass and metal barefoot. I glanced over to all the bystanders who got barricaded behind the accident. The look on their faces told me that the accident was terrible, I then came realized that I was hit from behind which is what triggered
He doesn’t wan to see the vacuum working.] And the woolen mice, and begin to howl [Woolen mice: Large dust balls. When the vacuum works it makes this loud noise like howling] Because there is old filth everywhere [The place is consumed with dirt] She used to crawl in the corner and under the stairs [Crawl: walking on hands, knees and toes In other words, she cleaned everything!] I know now how life is cheap as dirt [Is a simile for: life has no meaning now he lost his wife] And still the hungry, angry heart [Hungry cause he miss and long for her, and he’s angry at the loss. When you loose something often you are angry] Hangs on and howls, biting at air [His heart howling and biting, is a metaphor.
The conspiracy theories behind Marilyn's demise are many. No-one really knows the full truth simply because those directly involved won't talk about it (and anyway most have died by now). It is definitely a fact that there were people present in Marilyn's house on the day and morning of her death. On Saturday morning August 4, 1962, Marilyn was up early for breakfast(grapefruit) having not slept well for most of the night. Apparently she was in bad form complaining about her house guest's (her personal publicist, Pat Newcomb, who had spent the night, woke at 9 A.M.) ability to sleep well while she couldn't.
The speaker also uses alliteration to show his attitude toward the cellar as being that of loathing but amazement by using the hard sound of the “D” to show the filth of the cellar. describing the cellar as “Dank as a Ditch” (1) and that the bulbs which have broken from their boxes were “Hunting for chinks in the Dark” (2) and again he doesn’t stop with the description of the cellar itself, but goes on to use this same alliteration when referring to
A hatred such as had never known before was coursing through Severus like poison. He could see Black laughing at him, next to Potter. He could hear their jeers, "How'd the exam go Snivelly? ""I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment. There'll be great grease marks all over it, they won't be able to read a word.
Montresor and Fortunato became exceptional friends over the years but began to realize the Noble's bizarre behavior of violent yelling, the decrease in meals, the gold coin came every so often and their home started to flood of rats with an unknown stench. The scent of rotten onions and sewage began to spew throughout their home. Fortunato was deranged with the careless actions of the Noble and began to rant to Montresor about the Noble's carelessness. On a breezy chilly morning, Fortunato and Montresor decide to question the Noble about the ongoing changes and crummy stability. But the Noble wailed with anger, that his speech became scrabbled and uncertain.
Then Curley attacked his stomach and cut off his wind.” - P.g 60 COWERING = To crouch, as in fear or shame. (Verb) “Suddenly Lennie let go his hold. He crouched cowering against the wall. "You tol' me to, George," he said miserably.” - P.g 60 DERISION = Ridicule; mockery. (Noun) “Through the open door came the thuds and occasional clangs of a horseshoe game, and now and then the sound of voices raised in approval or derision.” - P.g 36
The Big, Bad Pup I was quietly entering the barn filled with hay, my red dress and perfect curls all in place. As soon as I rounded the last corner, Lennie looked up and saw me. He was suddenly is a panic and shoved hay over a mysterious object. I wondered why he would be so sneaky and mysterious and quickly asked him what it was. Lennie replied, “George says I ain’t to have nothing to do with you – talk to you or nothing.” I laughed, questioning George’s reign on Lennie.
It had this awful smell like rotting flesh so the leader suddenly got worried. Finally opening the box, she stood for a while just staring at the petrifying mess before her. Then she screamed, but only a second before she got angry and threw things around the room. This was not what she wanted. This was not how it was suppose to go.
One night I was sleeping in this house which belonged to my grandparents. There had been many stories about hauntings that rumored around but I never believed any of them until this night. On this night I had woken up to use the restroom, everyone in the house was fast asleep and the only one that was missing was my grandpa who had been working late that night. As I was trying to go back to sleep heard a noise at the door. It was the sound of dangling keys and clanging metal.