Analysis Of The Movie ' The Alley '

A stillness settled around them, all the hospital sounds fading into the background as the enormity of Tom’s admission finally hit home. The dark-haired officer rose to his feet, his movements slow and clumsy. But as a surge of adrenaline secreted into his system, his eyes darted wildly around him and the sudden need to escape the close confines of the room overwhelmed him. “I can’t...I...I’ve gotta go!” he blurted out, and spinning around, he stumbled out the door, hot blinding tears blurring his

Atet’s body rested a few yards away from me growing colder, she hadn’t lasted long once the guards had sealed the door. I almost smiled when I heard her take that final gasp for air, her worn soul finally at rest. Being a slave, she likely hadn’t eaten well in days, but I suppose that only shortened her anguish. My eyes finally began to adjust to the harshly darkened room and I could make out her crumpled figure sprawled along the ground, I realised that it would only be a matter of hours before I would join her. My own violent coughing interrupted my thoughts; with my head pounding I notice something wet splattered on my hands. With the pain in the back of my skull came the numb realisation that I will join Atet, sooner than I had imagined. I ran my hands along the wall I leant

Vinyl collected herself, wiped the tears from her face. “I love you, Dad. And I won’t worry. Not until we know more.”

One of the hardest things to do in life is to get over the loss of someone else's life. In “The Outsiders” by S.E Hinton, Ponyboy and the rest of the gang experience the loss of close family and friends, and even enemies regularly. Weather that be through death or a simple goodbye. It can make being stuck in the past is a tremendous problem, especially when you're close to someone that passes away. Nevertheless the Greasers do an Unbelievably adequate job getting through the loss of people they are so close to, you would too if you had gone through it so many times. But some of the losses affect the gang more than others, and being stuck on the thought of someone leaves no room for growing.

He was wincing in so much pain, it was unbearable to watch. The girl…she was panicking so hard…she was shaking as she tore a piece of clothing and put it on the

“Where will I go when you aren’t here?” Sarah said, her voice breaking a little.

“I...I don’t know. Sometimes I wish dad would just come back. And other times I wish he was never alive. He left us, to suffer with an alcoholic mother, while he’s probably living a good life with another wife who’s 20 years younger than him.” I rolled up my sleeve, tracing the scars on my wrist. We stared at the passing cars, hoping one of those was mom’s.

Her voice was like a whisper as the jail’s bars slowy closed upon her face. her vision was still dizzy, and she had not eat anything for hours. turning her head back, she tried to walk. clumsy steps were the best she could do, occasionally almost stumbling to reach the bed, or at least what seemed like a bed to her.

“He said he would protect us.” The child went back to organizing the flowers she gathered that day. A daisy was handed to her mother with a smile.

There was a burning sensation going down her cheeks, they wouldn't stop. And no matter how hard she tried to hold it back she just ended up sobbing harder, taking large stuttering breaths every second. She could barely see, the tears clouded her eyes and she felt oh-so weak.

“I want you to know that you don’t have to feel alone. I know you wanna reach out for your grandma, but your mother and I are still here.”

“I don’t think you want to hear what I have to say about the way you treat me, now go home and look after your daughter, she needs you,” Silvia demanded, shrugging Walker’s arm off of her body.

In the movie, “The Road from Crime”, Greg was a great example of how Merton 's Anomie and Agnew 's General Strain theory led them through a criminal lifestyle. The environment that Greg lived as a child was a prime example of the Agnew’s General Strain theory. He came from a society where crimes are viewed as a norm in his community. There are different types of circumstance that lead people and groups inside a community to participate in deviant behavior, such as harsh disciplines, child abuse, negative school experience, residence in economically deprived neighborhoods and more. However, Greg was a resident of an economically deprived neighborhood, which had an influence on his criminal background. According to Merton’s Anomie theory, offenders lead a criminal lifestyle because they are not able to accomplish their desire goal. Everyone does not have the same opportunities to become successful. Greg came from a society where people were looked down upon and did not have the opportunity to become successful in life due to their race. Greg was from a community where everyone in his society had an impact on one and other. For instance, he had a friend name Terry who inspired him to be the man he is today. As a kid, Greg looked up to Terry and tried to follow his footsteps. Terry and Greg were neighbors and that is one reason Terry was a role model to Greg. Greg admired Terry because he played basketball and was a “ladies man”. During, Terry and Greg childhood drugs were

I did not grow up next door to the mob, however the struggle is still the same. This is where I can identify with this movie and where I believe most modern day audiences would as well. I did grow up in a time where things like skin color, social status and wealth made a difference in who you were. It seems like only yesterday. Unfortunately, it was only yesterday. All of these issues are still prevalent in the society we live in today. We all can easily connect to a character in the movie, a young child sitting on the front stoop, playing stick ball in the street, being told we shouldn’t be with that person, the hard working and even the boss. These are all struggles that we still deal with even in today’s society, where do we fit in and what

It’s gone, the escape ship. My last chance at getting home slips away from my finger tips, every breath I take the closer it gets to getting home where where I’m supposed to be. Mia turned away from the air tight window, and let her heavy body fall to floor. You know the feeling of ‘“a punch in the gut?” Thats exactly how Mia was feeling right now. Except it wasn’t her her gut, it was like a fast moving bruse encasing her entire body. Her limbs turning numb, her head shaking further and further into her body. Her head drooped and Mia Mia felt the hot wars begin to flow down to her face, burning the cuts that had ravaged her face. She didn’t to think about that thing stepping on one foot on the earth she