The ride towards the abandoned warehouse was deafening and harsh. There were countless military trucks holding soldiers from all across the country, all of them fighting for a prize that seemed too perfect to be true. Fletcher was in Unit 1, the highest ranking soldiers of them all. There were already tons of soldiers, although it seemed emptier than usual. No one ever spoke during the transportation because they were either grieving over the absence of their family or thinking about the things they could do with their prize.
Fletcher, a 32 year old, had recently received a letter from the government drafting him into an elite military unit. Fletcher was a lean, tall young man. He had dirty blonde hair with hazel eyes. Fletcher had a moderate
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“The prize was used as bait so that soldiers would be interested in fighting for the government. All of the commotion is so foolish. If anything, we’re all heading towards a death trap!”
“Quiet down,” Fletcher scolded. “I was skeptical about the prize from the beginning, but I was willing to take the chance if it meant supporting my family. This is all unfair. They shouldn’t be able to do this to us.”
The mission was soon to begin. Fletcher and Marcel, along with the rest of their Unit were to breach through the main entrance, while the other Units would go through the sides of the warehouse and through the back. All leaders of each Unit were given some sort of intercom so that they could communicate. Fletcher had heard one of the commanders announce that they were ready and another voice responded, “Begin.” The leader put his intercom away and pulled a breaching device from its cartridge. Without being said, they all backed up as he attached the device to the doorway. Without hesitation, he detonated the charge. BOOM! Debris and dust flew everywhere. And just like that, they were
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Some of the bullets managed to hit some of the barrels which caused a chain reaction of explosions. Soldiers everywhere were returning fire while other gasping for help. Fletcher scanned around the room for Marcel. He saw him lying behind a brick wall as cover. He seemed to be severely injured as his hand, tainted with blood, covered of what seemed to be several bullet holes. Fletcher couldn’t believe what was happening. There were soldiers lying lifeless here and there. It was complete chaos. Fletcher knew he had been fooled. He knew that secretly there was no prize. He knew that he had to
I would rather live in the World State due to life on the “savage reserve” being hazardous. On the reserve, food is not guaranteed. In 1984 it is stated that the environment of the savage reserves is so inhospitable that it is not productive to establish civilization in these areas. To me, living in the World State would mean losing my identity, so I wouldn’t miss the freedoms that I have now. On the other hand, on the savage reserve I would be aware of the missing food and absence of any luxury. Also, based on Bernard’s experience in the book, I would have a hard time fitting in on the reserve as a white person.
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” “In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” “All right then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy,” This significant quote from Brave New World had moved innumerable readers’ heart, so do I. Exaggeration? No. It’s the satire to the false meaning of the universal happiness, and it’s this quote which made me had rethink what do I really want and the way of living I want to choose. Because the deep influence and rumination brought by the book, I would like to say
There are multiple details that stood out as particularly true to life in my view. One was the nariartator that it is telling the story/ his view point main character mentions what check out aisle number. It mentions how the three girls looked. The character payed attention to how the girl that seem to be the leader was walking saying “she came down a little hard on her heels, as if she didn’t walk in her bare feet much” this quote helps you picture how the person and might help picture what the girl was walking like. He gave details to where he was and what he was doing when the three girls was doing. He mentions that “I’m in the third check-out slot with my back to the door so that I didn’t see them until they had reach the bread” this helps the reader to set up an mental image of the store as they are reading.
Kayla- The morning of April 19, 1775 , Britain’s General Gage would send out squadrons of British soldiers stationed in Boston .
20) O’Brien tells how these young men were drafted which were constantly in fear, they wished to be there obliviously but war takes up all of one’s attention; it played a big role in their life, changing their tactics, personality and becoming a new person. O’Brien uses this to show the stressful moments in war where one has pressure to be alive and in this case to fit in with everyone else and feel part of something, in a lonely place such as the war.
4. She went into the store and she didn’t find anything she wanted to buy.
The underworld seemed to be getting colder and I couldn’t tell if it was because I’d fled the room that was lit or because Hades’s heart had been nearly ripped out. I was weeping pretty hard by now, feeling awfully betrayed and as lonely as my injurer. I felt my way around in the darkness for a while, thankful to the slight bluish glow that seemed to at least partially lighten ones way down in the underworld.
This letter was inscripted on the back of one of the last postcards that McCandless ever sent. McCandless explains that he is now going to hike into the Alaskan wilderness, which means he won’t be able to contact anyone anymore. As the reader knows McCandless’s eventual fate, this letter seems ironic in the way that he writes. McCandless mentions that this will be the very last type of communication, insinuating that even when he were to finally hike out of the wilderness there would still be no communication. He even goes further to mention that it was great knowing them, which is usually said before a person is about to die. McCandless could not have been positive that he was going to die in Alaska because he didn’t necessarily plan anything,
“Would it be scarier if I told you that I would kill you or just hurt you really bad?”
Passage: “It was the meanest moment of eternity. A minute before she was just a scared human being fighting for its life. Now she was her sacrificing self with Tea Cake's head in her lap. She had wanted him to live so much and he was dead. No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep. Janie held his head tightly to her breast and wept and thanked him wordlessly for giving her the chance for loving service. She had to hug him tight for soon he would be gone, and she had to tell him for the last time. Then the grief of outer darkness descended”(Hurston 184).
The second some portion of this book is more centered around how Augusts cherished one feel about him and with him. I welcome the writer for taking from August family and companions point of view since it will help perusers comprehend the story better with more noteworthy profundity and feeling. For example, just August's family can catch superior to anything anybody what he needs to experience. A decent illustration of would be that they generally guard August against open and never dither. To me, creator's message was excessively mindful individuals of how little acknowledgment we have, and how little we bargain? I trust that on the off chance that it was my kin in August spot I would act likewise to August's kin and folks. It is just characteristic that we think more about our blood relations than whatever other relationship.
“This is the moment between before and after, the pivot point upon which story, like a plate, spins.” “pg.1” Jude hasn’t been the same since his little sister, Lily, drowned seven years ago when she was four. Jude was supposed to be watching her, but he was playing his videogames. He found her at the bottom. Since the accident, he keeps more to himself, he doesn’t tell a lot of people his feelings and he doesn’t let people into his heart. His mom has been a wreck but his father has picked himself up a bit and goes running to clear his head.
At 12:01, with the echo of the last bell lingering in the air, the one-hundred pounds of dynamite hidden in the wagon exploded (Andrews, 2014). Shrapnel encompassed the immediate area; people were dropping everywhere. The structures nearby shook as the shock wave slammed through the exterior walls. The cloth awnings that overlooked the streets burst into flames (Bellows, 2007). Next, came a rain shower of glass that drenched the streets from the shattered windows. Nearby, World War I veterans experienced a scene of devastation very similar to that of the battlefields. They initially suspected that cause of such destruction had come from the skies (King, 2011). One witness wrote, “ It was a crash out of a blue sky, an unexpected, death dealing bolt which in a twinkling turned into a shamble the busiest corner of Americas financial center” (Gage 2002).
The story focuses on the emotions of the soldiers and describes how they endured extreme emotional torture during their time at war. All of them taken away from their homes and being thrown into a terrorizing unfamiliar area then given a gun and being told to fight most of them being young and having no combat experience. Tim O’Brien explains the amount of emotional stress each man carried “They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die. Grief, terror, love, longing-these were intangibles, but intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight” (89). He describes how their fear affected even what supplies they brought with them from the amount of ammunition, to pocket knives, and even food. One of the soldiers in the story, Ted Lavender carried tranquilizers with him because he was scared of the physical pain he might endure. “Depending on numerous factors, such as topography and psychology, the riflemen carried anywhere from 12 to 20 magazines” (82). All the men struggled through
"Yes, Sire," somebody called out. "But who will be declared the victor, and will there be a prize?"