Aria's Dying: A Short Story

The emergency crews came in and took Kenneth and he was successful revived at the hospital. However, the doctors told Tammy that Kenneth has suffered brain damage and he was put in life support. Kenneth was taken off life support and has passed

The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail. (excerpt-Faulkner's Nobel Prize acceptance speech)

"There was no sign of trauma or foul play. They have a couple tests; a neuropathology test and a toxicology test that we're waiting to come back."

"Did the hit you received yesterday knock out all of your brain cells?" She snaps, "You don't give patients false hope, not when it's a bad case like that."

and then you die. When they can find a body, they can put you in a coffin. Until then, you keep fighting. Because you have to, because you can't stop from it happening again". She then smiled and changed the subject, saying "I still remember you lying down in bed next to me, reading. I didn't see a lot of perfect happiness in my life, but you were perfectly happy".

An archetypal journey may be defined as one where a hero or set of heroes is faced with unexpected trials and misfortunes. An example of such a journey would be Faulkner’s story, As I Lay Dying. In this story, the unstable Bundren family board on a journey to Jefferson in order to keep their mother’s promise of being buried with her own people. The family faces many challenging obstacles, but reach their destination by the end. Similarly, in Dayton and Faris’s Little Miss Sunshine, the dysfunctional Hoover family embark on a journey to California in order to fulfill Olive’s dream to compete in the final beauty pageant. Along the way, the Hoovers encounter many mishaps, breakdowns, but also learn many lessons to reach their goal. Using Faulkner’s

Sawyer managed to slow down Paisley’s bleeding, but she still needed medical attention. Looking away at Dorian who stood there silently, Sawyer called out for help. Dorian turned his attention to Paisley, lifting her up off the ground. Walking through the woods, Sawyer let him know about the medical personnel that were on standby in the large open path of the forest. Dorian felt an immense amount of fatigue overwhelming his body, though he managed to fight through it.

Thoughts were rushing through my head as I was driving her to the hospital. What if Jamie is still alive? What if they’ve been lying to me all this time? He might have up fronted her and things went wrong. My anger was overwhelming. Leaving her side was not an option because I promised not to leave her

A terrifying destruction runs through your veins. You want to kill every person out here, your lungs burn with hatred and your eyes show no mercy when you tear threw skin as if it was paper. Your mother used to kiss you like you were a precious thing. You aren’t; you are a bomb waiting to explode. You want to drive these people to ruins because that is what they left in your chest. You’re only 18 and you’ve never craved death this way.

When Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente begins, Marya Morevna is a child at the window, watching as birds fall miraculously out of a tree only to turn into husbands for her sisters and carry them off on the eve of revolution. When Deathless ends, Marya Morevna has given birth to a child of her own, whose entry cracks open the egg of safety she has been concealed in and foreshadows the onset of another impossible war, an age where “‘we are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive’” (Valente 343). Deathless, however, is not simply the story of one woman’s suffering and survival—indeed, Valente portrays Marya as Russia itself, a nation whose historical and cultural cycle and identity is paralleled by Marya’s own journey.

Obviously she hadn’t seen the blood yet, thank the goddess Meirsha for that; however, it was now time the woman slept. “Close your eyes now. Think later, don’t you worry about anything.”

“I wasn’t dead in the first place.” I try to pull myself up, the rest of the town would have already woken up and will be flooding the streets soon. “Vivvy, help me up. We need to get home.” I somehow make it to my feet, clutching my bruised stomach.

Before Patricia’s death, she delivered a hard road in front of her. Smoking cannabis laced with PCP, this screwed up her judgment to the degree where she believed the United States was putting poison in liquor to kill us all. I made a visit to mother and father home one day, I had heard Patricia was saying strange comments and hallucinating. I talked to Patricia and told her what she did was smoke PCP, that’s why she is stumbling on these things, and they are not happening, can she understand that? She continued on explaining the news stories, and we are being poisoned. Patricia was screwed by using that drug. I went into the kitchen and told mother, “Patricia needs help.”

She was the most amazing thing anyone had ever seen in the city of L.A. Aria Vanpool was every little girl's dreams. She was a wonderful superhero and a wonderful person. She was the leader of the heros, but she sure didn't act like it. She treated every hero just the same and made them all feel great about themselves! She was 5’4 and could run faster than anyone in the entire world! She had beautiful brown hair with a touch of beautiful blond highlights. Pink tights, a long sleeve shirt with a white belt with diamonds so shiny they could almost blind you, and white sandals wasn't very common for a 25 year old in Arias town, but she rocked it everyday! With her super power of super strength and power of telekinesis

I took a deep breath, and went back into my room to finish my work. About thirty minutes later Mackenzie came through the door with her eyes wide open and her face blanched. “I think PaPaw stopped breathing.” She stuttered, “I think he died.”