Curse: A Short Story Essay

Elway was a beautiful city, but at its core was darkness that no one dared speak about. This darkness came from Lord Kragen, who was taking the place of Garthram’s king, Ordan, while he was ill. The lord sat upon his throne, listening to a bandit leader as he explained what happened in the village of Arkney.

According to Aung San Suu Kyi, a male dominated society does not mean men are stronger than women, it just means women are kinder. Both Miss. Emily and Mrs. Mallard experienced going through many expectations and restrictions that needed to be proper because of their gender. Their development pattern and their culture was similar. Besides their similarities they differed in how they have changed within time, their physical descriptions, and how they both respond to other people in their society.

In light of the news that an elite detachment sent by the King was searching for them, the Brotherhood barely strayed far from their hideout. Strengthening their defenses, the outlaws began taking watch and readying their weapons for an attack to come at any moment. Still days passed, tensely as they waited for more news to arrive from the small folk. Yet nothing had come since word of Ser Arthur’s company had been brought to them. It was a suspicious thing, usually, at least one person for the villages came per day. However, not a single man, woman, or child had shown up since then. Alayna wondered if Arthur had something to do with it. She knew he was more than capable of finding a way to turn the small folk back to the King’s side at least long enough to apprehend the Brotherhood.

Yep, yeahs, and ah-huhs were all replied back to her, but when Peggy took notice of what Zack sounded like, her gray eyes shifted firmly to him and then bulged from out her head. “Jesus, what the hell happened to you?”

“Ughh, another bad day is about to start,” Jeffy thought as he got out of bed.

“Keep your guard up, Naoko. I told you I’m not going to go easy on you,” Yumichika firmly instructed.

There Ella stood amongst the crowd on a windy summer day, the sun was shining bright and the birds were chirping. It was a perfect day, but to the people in the crowd nothing was perfect about this day. She looked around and all she could see for what seemed like miles was grave after grave. Sadness was present on the faces of everyone in the crowd, some people had tears streaming down their face. Not even the beauty of the world around them could take them out of the depression they all lived in.

“Yellow is a lovely color for you, Layna.” Jon informed her as she greeted her friend. Alayna smirked as she removed the wreath from her head and shoved it down upon his ginger brow. “I believe it suits you better, my lord.”

CRASH! ZAP! POW! A thunderous lightning bolt struck Billy while he was flying his kite outside of his house in the clear, blue, Arizona sky. Billy lied in the dead grass and had smudges of soot across him as though someone drew on him with a pencil. He mustered out a couple of coughs, while a small, black cloud escaped his mouth with every cough.

As Bahauddin pushed the door to the shaft as slow as molasses falls out or the bottle to make it so no one would be able to hear the creak of the rusted and moldy hinges that are barely holding the door up. He could see the invaders about 100 yards away from him consumed in their fighting as if there's nothing else worth paying attention to. He slowly began to climb out of the shaft he realized that the lanterns were giving off light in the smoke of the cannons. He could hear the invaders yelling things such as

In October, the children must walk to school in the rain and mud and are splashed by the vindictive driver of the white school's bus. (The black school cannot afford a bus because the county does not give it enough money.) One day, after being forced off the road into a muddy ditch, Stacey leads his siblings in digging a trench across the road at lunchtime to make it look like the road has washed out. After school, they watch from the forest as the bus drives into the ditch, breaking its axle, flooding its engine, and leaving the white students without a bus for two weeks.

Billy scarcely remembered the crash. He knew he was going to a movie with his parents. He knew he was only five years old. He also knew that both of his parents had died. That was the worst day of his life. He crawled out of the car after the collision and cried on the sidewalk until the ambulance got there.

“Not it” we all get to our right knee and put our finger on our nose trying not to be last. I didn’t want to be it but I didn’t want to get dirt all over my knee, It was worth it though. We all immediately point to Tessa because she was obviously last (like always). She is also the fastest one and we can never outrun her.

Soon the Tyrells sisters happened across a small stream hidden away from the trail. Throwing caution to the wind, the girls veered off the trail not heeding the warnings of those behind them. But the tranquil brooke was little threat. It’s trickling water seemed to sparkle in the beams of sunlight breaking through the leaves. Alayna slid out of her saddle to investigate the water further.

In Hollywood, Brian broke into someone's house and stole a gun that was mantled over the fireplace. Sitting in someone’s living room, warm and cozy, he looked at the shotgun in his hand.