Attic One Night: A Short Story

While searching through history for documented women achievements, Virginia Woolf decided to speak about how they had way less opportunities than men throughout “A Room of One’s Own”. Through utilizing diction, imagery, and pathos, Woolf expressed her views on the treatment of women in the early 20th century while delivering a lecture at a university. She achieved this opening up with Mary Beton, a fictional character, being forced off the grass and denied access to the library. This was used to show the different treatments men and women got, as the female-only university also had awful food in comparison to the college with men. The next day, she went to the museum and discovered that much of the information written about women were done

Yet no one intervened in any way to prevent Roof from allegedly committing a mass killing. His uncle didn’t — even though he noted that, at 19, Roof was mostly staying in his room and hadn’t even gotten a driver’s license. His roommate didn’t, even though he has been quoted as saying that Roof was “planning something like this for six months.” His black friend didn’t, even though Roof reportedly outlined his murderous plans to him a week before he carried them out. Neither did a white friend who said he was so concerned when Roof went on a drunken rampage recently that he confiscated his

Yeah... If you wanna be discrete on visiting a person under federal watch. Make sure you take off your fuckin' plates so you won't be traced. They have the area watched you schmuck!

As her mother told her the amazing news, she was going to have another baby, Analeigh was shocked. She just knew better than to let her true feelings show, instead a grin appeared on the twelve year old's face as she told her mom how amazing that was and how excited she was to be a big sister. Because that's what's expected of a Remington. As soon as possible she excused herself before running up to her bedroom and shutting the door quicker then she ever had in the past. She turned on some music, loud but not loud enough to lead anyone coming up to her room just to tell her to turn it down but still loud enough so that no one would hear her cry. Analeigh threw herself on her bed before the tears started streaming and sobs started escaping her

With the Kwik n' Go bag in hand, Mal circles around to the back of his car and sets his drinking materials down on the trunk.

As Father's Day was coming up, Susie decided to take her daughter to the local shopping center to find an amazing gift. Penny, the daughter, strutted down the stairs in high heels and in a sparkly fancy dress. She looked like a movie star ready to walk the red carpet. The mother looked in confusion but did not say a word, the two hours it took Penny to get ready left the mother in a state of annoyance and longing for the errand to be taken care of.

Up and over the mossy green hill, an abandoned red barn awaits to be investigated. The hill was steep and blanketed with a sheet of dew, making it a struggle to climb over. Each footing consisted of slips from a squeaky shoe. By the time I was on the other side of the hill, my toes were ice. Heavy breaths of fog left my chapped lips while my feet stumbled across the solid ground. The lone barn was farther than it seemed. I was getting tunnel vision, feeling the grey sky close in on me. Before I knew it, I was at the wooden barn. Time fast forwarded. Perhaps I fell unconscious and was swept and carried away by the frost-bitten breeze that slapped at my cheeks. The cold, unwelcoming invite the barn gave, caused me to shiver more than I already

2 dollars and 23 cents. That's all the money Meghan has to buy her friend a present for their anniversary. She's been begging for bargains at markets, but the cashiers shook their heads each time. She ran to her house and crashed into her bedroom and sobbed. She cried into her pillow while her husband walked through her apartment door.

When Alaysia and her family arrived at the party everybody was wondering what happened to her mother truck. So Alaysia cousin walked up and said, what happened to your mom truck? Then Alaysia had explained the whole story to everyone. Once she got done telling the story everyone was happy that they were ok and made it to the party. And finally the birthday girl had gotten there and everyone yelled surprise when she walked in and, she was very surprised and so happy. And Alaysia and the entire family had fun, partied, and danced and had a very good

The Room at the Inn offered me the ability to employ multicultural concepts with real world application. Ada Jenkins provides several health options for uninsured persons in the Huntersville, Cornelius, Davidson communities. Mobile dentistry, a community health nurse, and a free medical clinic are accessible to these folks; however, mental health care is non-existing, as I find such an absence of support problematic. From the small sample that I witnessed through The Room at the Inn; an indisputable requirement for mental health counseling exists. Addiction struggles, anxieties/depression, self-esteem, amongst other probable mental health concerns stood predominant among the 12 men. Sadly, the men attending the YMCA on the 20th do not possess the financial means and outside resources to pursue mental health care.

Fredbears family diner was a big hit back in the early 1980s until something tragic happened.

For some unknown reason, Jason felt like he'd just bought a bad car and the salesman couldn't wait for him to drive the car off the lot. He felt the need to sate his curiosity with at least one question.

The next week, they went again, she was so very sad that all her buddies had gone, but both mummy and the man said it was fine, good even. She looked at times that she was so confused and upset, nothing could make it better, so the man took out another candy, it had a smiley face on it. She ate one and instantaneously felt terrified at how elated she was, but she could not express that emotion because it made her indefinitely

Since Gilbert and Gubar's The Madwoman in the Attic, critics have assumed that attics house madwomen. But they use that concept as a metaphor for their thesis, that women writers were isolated and treated with approbation. In most literature, attics are dark, dusty, seldom-visited storage areas, like that of the Tulliver house in The Mill on the Floss--a "great attic under the old high-pitched roof," with "worm-eaten floors," "worm-eaten shelves," and "dark rafters festooned with cobwebs"--a place thought to be "weird and ghostly." Attics do not house humans (not even mad ones) they warehouse artifacts that carry personal and familial history--often a history that has been

Jack Powell walked into Duffel’s, looking forward to some lunch. Duffel was behind the bar, taking inventory.