Rain drops falling, caused her to become wet, untidy loose blouse and crumpled skirt, sweats ironically flowing from her forehead and the flesh of silence caused her from drowning. Even now I can hardly figure out why this numb pain still killing my heart, still its breed fiercely spoke me to my deepest mare. Laughter? I don’t get that, jokes? I don’t feel that, friendship?
When she got up, pain tore at her legs like a hungry lion. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sat against the rocky wall, examining the place she was in. She had to lie down on her chest to breathe in oxygen as the air was saturated with dust. She coughed out small shards of glass and stared at the bloody mess on her hands. What was happening?
The girl shown in the picture is also positioned in the back corner and this indicates that she has no authority. This is further demonstrated through the angle the picture is shown which is a high angle shot and this positions her as being weak and inferior. The audience can also see a snail in the corner of the picture, which symbolises how slow her life is going. Also the frame of the bright red leaf shows her hopes for life and this is juxtaposed with the decaying leaves around her, which further emphasizes her low mood. From the visual techniques used there are many ideas communicated to the audience as we can feel a sense of loneliness, depression, and desperation.
She tried to stop but the snow was slippery and was going too fast to react, next thing you know she hit a sharp tree trunk and injured her lower back and was unable to move. She lay still not wanting to move to avoid any more pain asking the adults to stop everyone from sliding down because she was afraid someone would crash into her. The adults right away rushed to the bottom to help her out but when they tried to move her, she yelled from the top of her lungs bursting out in tears asking them to not move her. Everyone at that point was very afraid and did not know what to do to help her. They did not have their cell phone on them and had no idea where they were located or where the nearest hospital was located.
“Naw you won’t,” she panted,” that ole-snaggle-toothed…foot foremost.” This was when Delia first showed her defensive and independent side of her. Sykes was shocked by her standing up to him so he just left. “It cowed him and he did not strike her as he usually did.” From this point it was clear that he’s physically abusive towards her and her rebellion was shocking. “Sykes, what you throw…Ah is of snakes,” this shows one of Delia’s fears. Sykes threw a
You can. Now, open up.” Thalia’s tongue slipped between her lips, the taste strong and sweet, sending frissons down Kay’s spine. Kay whimpered, the sound lost in Thalia’s mouth. Thalia’s hands firmed, moving intently over her body. Her shirt was pulled up, draped over her breasts, baring Kay to the room.
Child Claire thought tears – “They are all fighting over there and not letting me have a turn”. TA I move closer “I know that you are upset but have you asked then if you can have a turn”. Child Claire tells me they aren't playing fairly: they are just throwing all the rubbish around”. TA “I ask if we should go over together and try and sort this out?”. Claire seems satisfied and assured by this and appears calmer and has stopped crying.
When Lydia goes to the Fawcett farm, you expect noise but there isn’t any. As she walks down the hallway, no music is playing, nor is Lydia talking. When she finally gets into Dan’s room, there is no screaming. All you can hear is Lydia gasping and choking. Then as she runs to her car, you can only hear her footsteps.
Her mind screamed at her to run away while her thumb twitched above the button. A light sweat formed on her furrowed brow sending tiny slivers of discomfort through her skin. Morrible was blissfully unaware of the green woman who held her fate in her hands as she worked the crowd. In the end, Elphaba fled down the side street and into the shadows. She had missed the opportunity to change the course of history.
The author always wanted to be thinner; she had no patience for her body. She began to hate her body and wanted to be seen as an anorectic not a bulimic. She wanted her body to go away and wanted to be admired for her incredible self-control. She was bulimic for seven long years and somewhere in this illness she made the decision to be strictly anorectic. Hornbacher unhealthy weight loss lead into physical symptoms such as starving herself and malnutrition.