“Well,” Mrs. Johnson interrupted, “how about we settled down and talk about our plans for the morning?” Everyone agreed and sat in a circle discussing their ideas. Next, they decided they should head to bed due to the early times they would have to wake in the morning. As they woke up, they put on their layers of clothes, grabbed their bags, and headed for the Johnsons’ business. They would be staying in an attic, which luckily had a bathroom, but would have to sleep all in one room. They set up their belongings and set rules which they would have to follow to stay safe. “We cannot use water, flush the toilet, or make any noise during working hours. We also have to be careful about how much we use, and how much food we are consuming,” said Mr. Johnson. “That sounds fine with us,” everyone said in unison. For the next few months the two families would stay here, hiding from the Nazis, and hoping that they would not get caught. As the war waged on, the conditions of the attic became worse. Mrs. Johnson became very ill, and due to this, they needed supplies in order to keep her stable, which was difficult …show more content…
Bella woke up with a start, turning to the woman. “What? What’s going on?” she asked frantically, frightened by the woman's tone. “The gates,” she said, “They’re open! There’s a man in a tank out there, and he’s speaking through a loudspeaker.” With the news, Bella shook her brother telling him the information she had learned. They both stood up, running towards the gates. All Bella could make out were the words “liberated” and she couldn’t be more thankful. After months at a camp where she was hungry, tortured, and worked almost to death, she was free, and had made it out alive with no sickness or disease, which was a main cause of deaths at her camp. The two were able to travel back to Celle, returning to their home. “I can’t believe we are here,” John said to his sister, disbelief in his
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“You’ll make some friends soon, son,” his father said to him as if he had read his mind. “You’ll start school in a few weeks.” Jason had no response. His father had decided to move because of a job offer in Flora, involving lumber. Jason surveyed the house. It was a standard house with three floors, one of them the attic. “Grab some boxes Jason!” his father called, interrupting Jason’s train of thought.
From inside we could hear Phineas fall clumsily down the white marble stairs. Everyone stayed calm as we rushed outside to assist him. Finny said he couldn’t move or feel his legs and people started splitting up to go get help and shouting orders. Once the doctors and nurses arrived some of us helped to move him to the infirmary. After what seemed like hours Dr. Stanpole came out to tell us the news. He told us something we never expected. Phineas severed his spine. He was paralyzed from the waist down and would never be able to walk again. He said that Phineas needed rest so everyone should go back to their rooms. Everyone left but I was frozen. It was almost as if I had fallen with Phineas, I couldn’t
In my opinion, the ending wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t satisfying because I was expecting a little bit more. For example, when the whole entire band shaved their hair I was surprised. But, I was wondering as to why the girls didn’t do it as well, I was hoping that they’d shave their hair as well. Also, when Jeffery got sick and Steven couldn’t perform, but in the end he received an award for his drums. But, he didn’t even perform and he got the award, I thought that it was unfair for the other people that played the instruments. Also, when Steven went to Sam and she died I was heartbroken. So, I would’ve kept her alive, I would have let her meet her sister. I would let them have a reunion, then later on she would give some more advice to
Trent James was sitting on his bed reading a book. “Trent! Go buy a loaf of bread and a jug of milk.” “Here’s $.50 to get you and your sister some candy.” Trent went to his cooking mother and got the money, then left for the grocery store. Trent was walking down to the local supermarket, which was one block from his house when he heard a squealing animal. It was near, yet distant. He looked over to the playground and started walking to it. He heard the crying sound again. He looked under the slide and saw a puppy crying. He scooped it up and looked for a collar. He didn’t see one. Trent then carried the dog home. “Mom. I found a dog”, Trent said. “A dog?”,Trent’s Mom said. “Yes, a dog.”,Trent said again.
I lean against the wall of the alley, staring out at the swarm of people rushing through the square, in the fading sunlight. I let out a sigh, as I realize that I need to come up, with my next move. I’ve been out here on the streets searching for the Rebels, for little under a week now, and I’m not any closer to finding them, then I was back in Gold district.
“Off, off, off!”Fluke the fat, lazy, black sea lion barked at the lonely sea lion, Gerald. “Yeah, off, Gerald!” barked Fluke’s copycat sea lion, Rudder. Fluke then pushed me off the island. “I’ll get you back one day, Fluke!” Gerald barked as he sunk into the water.
“Why not? I killed myself and that guy in the pizzeria and that other dude whose name I don’t remember. And I almost killed eighty-six. Plus I also threw that old ladies off a bridge. That deserves smiting. Can you smite the dead? Huh. Extermination. Yeah, it deserves extermination”
Changmin closed his eyes and allowed his other senses to be engulfed with what was only him. His smell, touch, sound and overall presence. How can one person demand so much with so little? Changmin was caught very much in his web of charms; just like a fly caught by the spider. The more he struggled the more he found himself unable to fly away.
“Really?” Adair asks, “okay.” He sighs and makes his way to the back; picking up the bag of trash slumped against the wall and carrying it to the back door, grunting and groaning. He pushes the door open and steps into the dim alley backing the restaurant, shivering against the bitter November cold. He fumbles with the keys in his pocket until he finds the right one for the garbage. He hears a banging noise and spins around. There’s a man standing behind him, he stares at Adair with fearful eyes. His thin sweater pulled tightly around his frail body.
As the first two clones approached him, Neji jumped up and pressed his hands against their spiky blonde hair. He twisted around and knocked their heads together. After that he jumped down and landed on the ground.
Naruto woke up to one of the best sights in the world: Sasuke peacefully sleeping next to him. Naruto lightly ran his fingers through Sasuke's bangs, smiling as he murmured an incoherent phrase and turned around. The blonde slowly sat up, aware that a single unnatural movement would make a very grumpy mate. Naruto stopped his stealth mode after he took a shower and was a few steps down the hall.
“I just need to go check something out...I’m sorry but I need to leave right away.” I disappear before they could stop me, I run towards the direction to Naruto’s house but the sun was setting getting later in the evening. I’ve wasted too much time, I concur. On my way there I hear a loud bang; I stop dead in my tracks to investigate. I see Mizuki knocking loudly on Iruka’s door and Iruka opens it in a panic as I quickly hide within hearing range.
After a little more than a year living in Auschwitz, the mom couldn’t take anymore. She didn’t want to leave in isolation anymore so she started to plan to leave the city.