Charlie Monologue

Thank you for your response and question. I could only hope that her family would notice she was not home. Now, how long would it take? I think maybe a few days depending on if she had things around the house that she had to do. I don’t know any other outcomes that come to mind when Connie is basically being forced in to this guy’s car to be driven to only god knows where to possibly be raped or murdered all because she was getting any kind of affection from her mother and aunt who were too busy comparing Connie to her sister. I wish we could have known how long has the house and Connie’s family been watch by this guy. I kind of wish this story had a better ending or maybe an alternate ending where she was able to get away and get help or Arnold’s

This quote was chosen because Charlie desires to be loved, treasured, and essentially wanted like any human being would, but unfortunately his love was received in the wrong manner.

5 seconds left in the 4th quarter Longhorns are trailing by 1! But the Hog Riders have the advantage leading them by 1! Star player and quarterback on the Longhorns Charlie Wright needs to pull this throw off so their team can go to the championship in Utah! Playing against the number 1 defense in the country is terrifying said Mrs. Wright in the stands. Charlie's dad Mr.Wright said, ‘’Our boy has this game up his shoulders but I know he can pull this off.

An Attack on Charley Charley has been injured at Gettysburg by the confederates. He continues to go to the doctor and recover from the gunshot wound to his head. As Charley waited for the train in the cold, rainy weather, soldiers surrounded him by the dozen.

Through the memories the Charlie Gordon has had since his surgery, he has revealed many new and exciting feelings in himself that he has never felt before. When he got upset at one of the doctors during his second inkblot test, he described his anger as exciting. Another emotion that we also noticed in Charlie is love and compassion. On page 82, he goes on a date with his teacher, Alice and he soon realizes that he has feelings for her but can’t seem to build up the courage to kiss her. When he finds out that Alice doesn’t have the same compassion for him, he starts to hate her. Since feelings are all very new to Charlie, he does not know how to react to them. One of the important memories that Charlie had was when he was listening to his parents argue. Charlie was sitting on the floor playing with one of his toys while his parents were fighting about Charlie’s

Fear strikes in his eyes, but he seems more courageous than in the fifty years he has existed. Charlie always looked paranoid, like he was waiting for something terrible to happen. Charlie spent his days attempting to become the man he always desired to be. He wanted to be brave, he wanted to be strong, but he never saw himself as these traits. Everyone in town was aware that Charlie and Beau had constant feuds, but it was unexpected that Beau was found dead and covered in blood.

“What did you say?” I mutter to him because of how loud he is being.

“Uhhhh...” is all I could manage to articulate as my mind is quickly turns to mush from his hands explorations.

We used to be like that before things started falling apart. It’s not like you said. This is not like in the books. Coral Island, Treasure Island, Shallows and Amazons – nothing like that! This isn’t no ‘jolly good show’. Things were good at the beginning. We were happy. We began well. Then one thing leads to another and before we knew it, all of it fell apart. And to tell you the truth, I don’t know why. What makes things break up like they do?

All of charlies changes were important in the beginning charlie was a retarded adult, he got picked on all throughout his childhood even from his own family. Most of the time he didn't know what was going on or if they were being nice or not, he didn't really understand the world or life. He did know when his mom was angry or upset at him because of past times, now his memory was very very vague when he was all grown up he could barely remember who his family was. Charlie didn't know were he stood in life or what he was doing. He started going to Beekman school to take tests so the professors could see where he's at, they were challenging for him

Sticking two black button eyes on our snowman, I turned and gave Charlie a high-five. " Finished!" I said. "And there's not a finer snowman in the whole neighborhood." But Charlie wasn't looking at me.

I can’t stop staring, and I know it’s bad, but… There’s something so enticing about her. I know it’s weird, and kind of stalkerish, but I just…. I don’t know. As soon as I got home, I ran upstairs so that I could avoid my mother. She’s been even worse lately, preaching about how “I need to accept the lord” and that “I’ll be damned for eternity because of my unfaithful practices.” and that “God doesn’t accept homosexuals. You need to change your hair so that you don’t look like one, and marry a man in order to carry on the Lord’s beautiful creations.” It’s ludicrous. She’s only upset because I refuse to follow in her footsteps and give up all of my faith whom, according to her, seems to hate 85% of of the things that he’s created. I hate bashing religious groups because I always feel like a complete fool, but the bible says literally nothing against half of the things that these people are so prejudiced against. Christians like my mom, people that take it too far and way out of context are the worst.

Charlie planted the plan around me so my mind would be free of it. “I prayed I would never see you.” My eyes went back to my father. “Not because I didn’t want to see you. Oh no, I longed to see your face since the day Mother Country took you from me.”

After the short hour and a half plane ride, we arrived at her “house.” My eyes glowed at the sight.

The man sat in the booth across from me studied me with old eyes. His wrinkles which formed when he used to smile so much are no longer quite as prominent. The man’s irises were currently an icy blue, resembling the seasonal weather among the small town. This I only knew because I’ve seen him once before. His eyes were almost like a crisp auburn- resembling what was known to him as “the falling of the children”