CHAPTER TWO
Riley got home and shook off from the wet then ran immediately to her room and lay on the bed with fear of the unknown monster in the walls. She shuddered in the cold then spoke softly to it with words of “Is it true? Is it true that you’re a monster living in this house?” she waited but there became no reply so she sighed and relaxed in the bed. It must have all been in her head. But then suddenly a hand reached up from under the bed and grabbed her harshly by the neck, dragging her down to a hole that led down, deep into the unknown layer of the house. The very foundations shook as she tumbled deeper into the bottom of the mansion and then with a thump she landed on soft sheets and a cold silk exterior. A man landed almost
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Her voice was barely hearable as it cracked with pain as she tried to scream. The monsters black gloved hand covered her mouth softly this time without as such force just to clam her and muffle the sound. As first reaction she bit him then kicked his stomach roughly then stood on the bed to search for how she came in. There was no way out yet that was impossible because they had come in somehow and fallen on the bed. She turned in fear to him again to find him on the floor still with tears running down his face, his body rocking back and forth like a child who had done something wrong.
“You’re not a monster at all…” Riley whispered, still with pain in her throat. Slowly she moved closer to him and lay a hand on his face then drew it to the light and the terror returned. She felt sick to her stomach at the sight of it. The skin had curdled and his nose had never grown, his eyes were sunken and red with soreness then his mouth was sagging with sharp white teeth alike a creature. She fell backwards in shock as he hoped she would see him in a different way. She moved quite quickly, up the basement stairs to find no door at all but just a blockage of brick and wood. There was way away from this beast. She started hitting the door in fear as he grabbed her by her waist and threw her onto the bed then pinned her down. She squirmed and yelled but he was too strong for her.
“Please” he
Over 11 million people were killed during the Holocaust, 1.1 million were children and 6 million were Jewish. In the novel titled Night by Elie Wiesel, it tells about a kid name Elie Wiesel and his experience during the Holocaust. This novel will will also explain his thoughts/feelings during this tragic event. During the tragic event, Elie Wiesel lost his mother when the Holocaust started and lost his father at the end of the Holocaust. Three qualities that contributed to Wiesel’s survival was his intelligence, when he hid his left arm, his bravery, when he refused to separate from his father during the selection, and his determination, when he decided to not stop running during the flee.
Night by Elie Wiesel was one of the best books I have ever read. Night is the story about Elie’s horrible time spent in Auschwitz and Buna the death camps. This story impacted me the most because all of this is real. Elie’s mother and sister were murdered as soon as they arrived. The story goes on telling his unimaginable experiences with his father in 1944 during the Holocaust.
At the beginning of these chapters they thought their luck was changing, but sadly it was not. The Kommandant and the Oberscharfuher were talking about how Roosevelt was dead and how they would win. After this happened they shortly arrived at Lager Tekla a small Hungarian Jewish women’s camp. Magda was separated from the them because she was already a Lager worker. Magda’s barrack was bombed out, but she escaped just in time and joined jutka and mother. They were later herded to Schonau Lager. At this camp they were a little scared of the americans constant bombing. At this new camp there were some captured soldiers who offered bits and pieces of information about what was going on in the war. Jutka, Magda, and mother were forced to go on a march, but
Ready Player One hits some of the same situations as in the holocaust or for the book that we read “Night” like taking people spread out over a good area and combining them into a small dense area. They both also touch on the topic of how when someone is killed or something is blown up now one raises an eyebrow or if they do no one does anything about it.
The novel “Night” is a vivid representation of a man’s loss of faith from the beginning to the end of the catastrophic era in which this book takes place. As a young boy Elie’s inquisitive mind directed him to the synagogue where he would study the Kabbalah’s revelations and mysteries. Here is where “Moishe the beadle,” a friend to Elie, would sit with him in the synagogue and they would talk for hours about the intriguing secrets of Jewish mysticism. One important piece of advice that Moishe told Elie was, “There are a thousand and one gates allowing entry into the orchard of the mystical truth.” This simply meant he would need to pursue these answers on his own. However, Elie believed Moishe would help him bind his questions and answers as well, into one. These meetings were interrupted when Moishe was extracted from the Sighet where he experienced malice.
Night, by Elie Wiesel, is a story about a Jewish boy growing up during World War II. The main character in the book, Eliezer Wiesel, talks about the different experiences he had during World War II. He started off by talking about how everything was normal, and no one was too worried about the war that was going on. One man, Moishe the Beadle, was taken off to another country, and when he managed to get back, he warned everyone what would happened if they did not leave. A few people listened to him, but not Eliezer’s parents. A couple years later, when the war sounded like it was almost over, Germans entered the town that Eliezer’s family were living in. After this, the
With more people passed than survivors of the Holocaust, we rely on the survivors to give us insight on what the Holocaust was actually like. In the autobiography Night by Elie Wiesel, thousands of people learn true facts about what the torture and the pain was actually like for the ones who were unfortunate to suffer from this event in History. Elie gives specific and horrific examples of what he suffered and saw while he was at camp. Elie’s goal is to teach others the importance of human lives and why no human is replaceable and anyone is capable of doing anything. This book is highly recommended by myself, and many others such as: book reviewers, other authors, teachers, and students.
“Night” is a book based on the childhood of the writer Elie Wiesel and his experience during Nazi-Germany. He writes about his experiences from 1944-1945 the height and downfall of the second World War.
"So, where are we?" I fell to the ground, annoyed. "You said that without knowing where we were going?!" Madam Red yelled, saying exactly what I was thinking. Ciel explained to us what this place was, but I didn't really listen. None of us made a move to go inside. "Well.." I murmured, opening the door. Inside was spooky and creepy. Webs everywhere, centipedes crawling on the roof, it was certainly a creepy place. I leaned against something I couldn't make out,
After reading the book “Night” I wanted to know why people try to put others down to make them feel better about themselves. I’m writing this paper because I don’t like that people are stereotypical and racist. This topic doesn’t really interest me, it just makes me curious as to why people are like this. Did something happen to them to make them hate on others? Are they just like that? Reading about the holocaust and how they were treated really made me want to why people treat others like that. In “Night” all the prisoners are treated as if they aren’t human, they’re treated like animals and I don’t know why the officers try to dehumanize them for their race but it is really sad. The prisoners had to run miles after not eating for
RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much
It truly is surprising how a person can change so drastically over a series of events. People can be made into monsters over the murder or death over a loved one for example. Or can be turned to a person of great faith when they were an atheist. This is what 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.
in a long black coat, stood a man – his eyes pierced her skin as he
He still remembered when his sister returned. The night was dark and gloomy with thunder rumbling overhead. “A storm of the ages,” they called it, with the hurricane that already lasted a month. The howls started when the sun went down, but if it was the wind or another one of hell’s damned pets, Daemon could not tell. The rain thumped on the walls and the roof of the run-down mansion, like a desperate beggar, pleading for him to open the door. The big mahogany door creaked as her candle illuminated the torn and yellowed wallpaper, and the cracked marble floor, which was covered in dust. When she entered, he could have heard her footsteps from miles away. It had been so long since the house had heard any sounds besides his own breathing. He watched her enter from the stairs - on which he was crouching – and looked at her in the dim lighting, it was clear that she hadn’t changed a bit.
Rebecca found Johnny alone in his office, slumped behind his desk, head in his hands, elbows hard on the tabletop, sitting in the shadows. An open fifth of Seagram’s Seven rested next to his right arm, along with a small glass. Dark liquid had run down the bottle’s side and puddled on the desk, the glass a third full, straight, no ice. He looked up when she flipped on the light switch, his eyes red with dark shadows beneath them. He hadn’t shaved or bathed since the attack. “I’m going to quit the club” he said tonelessly. “I’m not fit to be president. I let them down.”