A Summary Of A Short Story

Hidden in the dark, lied a mansion - a mansion inside the woods, hidden of secrets that nobody could hear. Long and forsaken, down the lobby into the most distant room, children gathered into this ghostly tomb, grinning, as they waited here to play with Mary. “Hey, can you hear me? I called out your name.” Mary’s eyes opened. Unsurprisingly, the children started to surround her. They smiled, grabbed her hand, and touched her face. Her face was plush, smooth, and brimming with life. Their appearances

The rusty, scarlet gear of Jimmy’s clock starts to turn as usual on this crisp autumn morning. Although school was out on this particular Sunday in 1945, the ringing of his clock began at six o’clock and lasted until the drowsy boy could lift his rawboned hands. The crimson colored cotton blanket was tiredly kicked off by his scrawny foot. His light skin was soon met with a chilling breeze that gave shivers down the boys four-foot-seven frame. The undersized pin house was lively and sprawling with

On a dark and stormy night, Meg Murry tosses and turns in her attic bedroom. She is unable to fall asleep because she is preoccupied with all that seems wrong in her life: she doesn't fit in at school; her high school teachers have just threatened to drop her down a grade on account of her poor academic performance; and worst of all, her father has been missing for many years and no one has heard from him. Meg hears her family's big black dog Fortinbras barking downstairs, and she begins to worry

“I don’t know,” said Ray Dailey.  “I barely remember him. He was just a kid.  Surely you can find someone else.”     “If we can, you can bet we’ll use him,” replied the Colonel.  “This thing is all hands on deck.  We need everyone.  But I think most of all we could use your help. You may not remember him, but he definitely remembers you. He goes on at great length in his autobiography about what an impression interning with the Dailey Organization had on him.  You’re a hero to him really, and I can’t

initial thoughts of the short story were mixed. I was not sure of who or what the story was about, when the story was taking place or how it was relevant to the ten year old child. Once I read through the story and fitted the pieces together and got a basic understanding of the story, and I thought it was a sad, eye-opening stand of ideas. 2. This story fits the criteria of a short story best. It could also be a fictional story and a fable. 3. The exposition of the story begins when the author

Brrrring! The phone rings and Officer Kevin Blake picks it up. ¨Please hurry. My husband Tom Hanks has been killed!¨ Officer Blake tells the lady to calm down and tell him what happened. Mrs. Hanks tells Officer Blake that she was taking her husband lunch when she happen to notice that her husband’s tractor was running and no one was inside. When she looked, she saw blood all over the seat. Officer Blake tells Mrs. Hanks not to worry, he would be out there to investigate. So, he hangs up and he

essay, I will analyze the fiction short stories we were assigned to read in eight ways. First, I will provide a general analysis by identifying the short stories that we read in the Fall of 2017 for Professor John Franklin’s General Literature Writing-to-Learn course. Second, I will select one specific story to analyze; I will explain why I chose this story. I will only use this one story for my essay. Third, I will list and describe three characters from this one story. I will identify the protagonist

Comparative analysis of Dorothy Allison’s “Don’t Tell Me You Don’t Know” and “I'm Working on My Charm” Dorothy Allison's “I'm Working on My Charm” is a story of a young sixteen-year-old girl who works as a waitress with her mother. As a young daughter coming to the same field as the mother, the mother becomes a role model here and supports and helps her daughter on becoming a good waitress. She makes sure the environment her daughter is working

Having walked for a while, he came to the river bank that faced the farm. He made a whistle to call the fisherman, who was offloading people’s goods at the other bank. Asuo Panin waved at him and he hurried up. Asuo Panin owned the canoe, it was the biggest canoe ever in the community, and as a matter of fact the fisherman always hired a conductor in addition. He sailed toward him in delight. Asuo Panin planted one foot in and then the other, he sat on the bar at the extreme end, infront of the fisherman

Once upon a time in a village located in Germany, Leipzig, was in the middle of a forest called the Fyteia Forest. When there were no storms, right after the beginning of time. There were two people that everyone knew very well, Keravno and Vronti. Keravno was a very beautiful young woman with blond hair and bright blue eyes. Vronti was very muscular, not much older than Keravno, had brown hair and green eyes. They were in love and planned to marry each other one day. However Cupid’s twin brother