Saskia was talking animatedly with Tao when she saw Harper walking down the Winter’s Hall driveway and quickly rushed downstairs to greet her with the news. “Your kitten’s back!!!” Saskia gushed excitedly at Harper. “What?” Harper was completely confused. “That boy who doesn’t speak…Ki…Ka…” “Kiyaya…?” Tao interrupted with his suggestion. He had followed Saskia down the stairs and tuned into her conversation. “Kiyaya…Yeah that’s the one. He came round here earlier looking for you with a note saying
Day 1 The plague had spread and killed most everyone in its path, and turned them into these horrible creatures. And I have survived it. Others have but I’m one of the few in the city. I’m Fifteen and I live in San Francisco. Heh, all the movies where San Francisco gets trashed by monsters and disasters. But, there’s no movie that includes a virus that turns people into 6 legged monsters. I only go outside for supplies. Which reminds me tomorrow I need to get some more food because I’m almost out
Night Book review I went Into Elie Wiesel 's Night having read the book in various stages in my life. It seems to follow me through my schooling years. In junior high I read it in standard English class, just like any other book I would have read that year. In high school I read it for a project I was creating on World War II, looking at it from a more historical approach. Being a firsthand account of concentration camps made it a reliable source of historical information. But during previous
reservations. The second fundamental theme of the novel is associated with the aspect of internal beauty and how people should not incoherently assess others based on what they see on the outside. This is magnificently recapitulated by Sachi on the night in which part of Yamaguchi goes ablaze when she states, “Beauty exists where you least expect to find it.” (148). Apparently, Sachi claims that she used to be very selfish and exalt external beauty by placing it above all else in significance; consequently
Jemma and Fitz stumbled into her bedroom, lips were wet and hot against bare skin. Fitz had come back from a mission and got a little too close to injury. To celebrate his survival, they decided the best course of action was to head to the bedroom. Fitz hurriedly the door behind them. Jemma walked backwards towards the bed and jumped back, bouncing. Fitz climbed onto her, slowly pressing sloppy kisses up her body, over her clothes. His hands ran up her thighs, nails dragging against her tights, leaving
Cameron, a young man, awoke abruptly. It was another long night in 2257 AD near modern day China. “Another nightmare,” he whispered under his breath.Panting heavily, he turns and puts his feet on the cold, damp wooden floor. Standing up, he let out a yawn as he stretched. “Well I guess I better go eat some breakfast,” he said to himself. As he goes down the stairs he passes his father’s room. Cracking the door open he could see his father sprawled out on the floor covered in glass bottles. “Drunk
happened to Elie and was one of the main conflicts of the story, “Night”. As you can see in the book he loved going to his mosque and his love of God, however, as the story went on his faith slowly deteriorated and crumbled away even though he fought hard to keep it. This can happen to the best of people and there is no way to control it unless you are strong with your beliefs. This was the case for Elie In the beginning of the book because he was excited about his path with God and would talk with
Asteria was on the final few pages of the chapter when a particular sub-heading caught her attention – constellations. Her eyes scan down to the page, stopping when they find a small diagram of Orion’s belt. It was the constellation her mother had been named after and it was tattooed across her lower back. She begins to trace her fingers over the constellation as her thoughts drift back to her early life on the Ark. The seven year old was growing sleepier by the second as she sat snuggled in her
Ricendithas stood after this meeting was adjourned, disinterestedly looking around the room as he then followed Stella out into the main room. He hadn 't missed Soyeon giving him the stink eye; if anything, it only brightened his mood that he 'd managed to ruffle her feathers so nicely. And while they were going down the stairs, Ric just looked about while ignoring her little tryst about not touching anything. "Do I look like some common thief?" he muttered, his visible green eye shooting downstairs
Alan strode out the door just as skittish as he was when he walked in. He went over his plan in his head a countless amount of times. He was meeting Diana for dinner that night. He was going to put the potion into her wine. Diana wasn’t aware that Alan had such a tremendous admiration for her. He was strolling along, almost to the restaurant when a bluebird swooped down and snatched the love potion from Alan’s grip. “Ah-ah-oh you come back here bird! That’s mine!” shrieked Alan. He dashed