Descriptive Essay On Never-Ending Night

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.

One of the main themes throughout the book is the title of the book “Night”. There are references from Eliezer about night during the book, which are full of symbolism. The word “night” is used repeatedly, and Eliezer recounts every dusk, night and dawn through the entire book. For instance, Night could be a metaphor for the Holocaust—submerge the family and thousands of Jewish families in the darkness and misery of the concentration camps.

In reading, Night by Elie Wiesel and A Man's Search For Meaning by , many stories of the torturous life in the concentration camps during the second world war. In each book, the reader gets a different point of view from each book because in Night, you get to read about a teenager's view and in the book, A Man's Search For Meaning, you get to read about a middle aged man's view. In the book, Night, Elie, his family and his community go through a system of indoctrination which in each step it makes you seem less and less of a human. The first step is that the Hungarian police made all the Jewish people wear yellow stars, so they could be picked out easily. The next step is that all the Jewish people had to get rid of all their valuable

     The book Night, by Elie Wiesel, is an autobiography about his experiences during the Holocaust. The story takes place in the 1940’s. The main characters are Elie and his father. Other characters are Elie’s mother and sister.

My phone was buzzing while I was in class after school using a school laptop. It was Arlene my sister. I wondered why she would call me if she knew I was staying after school.“ What room are you in?” I was confused, but I replied,” 44 why?” She said something else but I couldn’t understand her and hung up. I continued doing my work and 2 minutes later she opened the door to my classroom. She mouthed,” Let’s go”. I scrunched my eyebrows, confused, and logged out of my laptop. I was plugging it in and she mouthed again, “Hurry up.”

I wasn’t able to speak. I could barely even breath. I looked to my left to see tears running down my older sister’s face. She was breathing heavily, mumbling words.I couldn’t catch what she was exactly saying, though. I looked her over, checking for any injuries. I found none, thankfully, and looked outside to see the other car. The lady was okay and unharmed and her car was perfectly fine, not a scratch in sight. I was looking around, as many cars passed by us, slowing down to see the scene and driving over the broken parts on the road. Soon enough, everyone was out of the cars, checking the harm that was just caused not even five minutes ago. The wind still whistling and cars rushed past us. The police was called and soon, the sirens were heard and flashes of red and blue were seen. The officer asked many questions, but i wasn’t paying attention. All that was going through my head was, “oh my gosh, we just crashed.” I saw another flash of blue and red and

Lima Mall, it sounds boring, but when going with my Aunt Mercedes it ends up being a blast. We end up looking like really big goofballs whenever we go out in public. When we go shopping at Lima Mall we look like crazy, ladies, because my weird personality forces me to act like I am not normal. Cedes tries to keep her son Emery and I behaving, and it makes me laugh, because she looks mean. Emery, Cedes, and I go around looking for one specific store, so we end up wandering around lost until we realize that we had passed it at least once. Two peas in a pod, that is what I call Cedes and I, also I would call us the two goofballs in the family. I continue to look up to Cedes. She remains near and dear to my heart, and she always will.

To my delight, the final night passed by quickly. If I showed discontent, no one commented on it. In fact, Clyde appeared elated to see me, as he swooped in to plant a kiss on my lips; I turned my face away so it landed on my cheek instead. However, he hadn't made any acknowledgements to it.

I woke up on a Friday morning I was four years old, I ran out to where my family was gathered. It was normally, my mom just had made breakfast the usual bacon, eggs, and grits with a cup of orange juice. My family ate breakfast all together, however there was an awkwardness in the air, for my sisters had sneaked out of the house to go to a party that my dad and mom had said no too. As the conversation continued on, It became seven twenty and my sisters had to leave for school. So they went outside and their friend picked them up and went down the street towards the high school. I went back inside finished my breakfast as my parents and other older sister sat there and talked about the whole ordeal and what they should do about it. As they talked the phone rang, when my father picked it up it was the sheriff. Beginning nosey I listened up to their conversation and heard the officer say something about a crash. My parents immediately reacted as my dad said my sisters had been in a crash and it did not look good. My parents loaded me up into my car seat. Still not knowing what had happened I thought my sister Kez was late for school. I soon realized that this was not so for they turned right away from the school. Heading down a worn down california street about a mile out of the city limit. I soon saw a crashed car that had been left nothing rubble. The debris of the crash had littered the street for about a hundred feet in every direction this was made up of glass and

The final night passed by quickly. If I showed any dismay, no one commented on it. Clyde was happy enough to see me, greeting me with a kiss. I turned my face away so his lips would land on my cheek. He didn't seem to notice, or care. The night of Angelo's return filled me with excitement. I tried to convince myself it was solely for his friendship as I selected my best dress, the red dress that makes his whole face light up. Before Alice left for work, she styled my hair and applied my makeup the way she did the first time I met Angelo, my hair in ringlets, cascading down my back, and the smokey appearance of my eyes. I've been working all morning to perfect my performance, not for the stage, but for composure when in the presence of Anglo. All morning, I have chanted a mantra, “He's my friend, my best friend' boyfriend,” in a feeble attempt to keep my affections at bay.

Evernight Academy is an exclusive boarding school for the most beautiful, dangerous students of all—vampires. Bianca, born to two vampires, has always been told her destiny is to become one of them. But Bianca fell in love with Lucas—a vampire hunter sworn to destroy her kind. They were torn apart when his true identity was revealed, forcing him to flee the school.

It was the second night of the stars covering me like a cape and the definite smell of the wilderness filling my nose. The darkness of the night was a crow that swooped down and surrounded the backdrop of Haliburton forest that was illuminated just hours earlier. All of the vibrantly painted trees were turned into ghostly silhouettes and the cabins that lined the street disappeared, victim of the darkness. The light that came through the gap between the window and the curtain tried to open my eyes like a crowbar prying open my shut lids. The stars were like effulgent slivers of silver that freckled the spill of ink that was the sky and engulfed the burning trees of bonfire reds and golds. The lively capriccio and leaf-carpeted floor of the forest were hushed by the night. The darkness melted the day like the sea melts castles of sand. I turned on my side, the warmth of my sleeping bag making me flushed. I felt the heat rising underneath my eyes and I looked around the cabin. Right above me was a wooden plank however it looked just like a contour to me, just like most of the other things in the room. Right beside me was a window which had its curtain slightly agar so I could see the stars outside. On the right was a lone, empty wooden shelf and beside it, another bunk bed where my friends Alyana and Erica were sleeping. Anavi was sleeping above me and her snoring resonated in the room, but that wasn't what was keeping me awake. A certain restlessness was taking over me and

On Friday, September 8th, 2017 at exactly 8:26 PM, my mom got a call from her uncle explaining that Mamani was gone. That she died peacefully and not painfully. At that moment I was in my room reading, when I heard screaming and stomping on the ground. For a couple of seconds I thought my mom was excited. I thought her crying was her laughing. I was wrong. When I got out of my room I witnessed my mom on the ground hyperventilating. Crying at the top of her lungs.

The point of life is to essentially fill up one's predetermined goals and live a happy life but the Nazis made sure to ensure the opposite and waste key years and even lives due to their intolerance of the Jews. When Elie got sent to the camps, he described it as a long night. He has been shown many deaths right next to him, which is derailing to see as a human with such hope in the future. This affected Elie’s feelings by changing what he really believed in and his actions thereafter. Since Elie’s hopes has practically been vanished by the views he sees at the camp, his “light” closes, thus having a long, dark time at the camps. The description of night is long, dark, and scary at times which all are good descriptors of the concentration camps, thus making the concentration camp simply a long Night. In the historical memoir, Night, Elie Wiesel used the term night to be paired up with darkness to fully exhibit how it affected Elie physically, mentally, and religiously.

He couldn’t remember exactly when it first started. The first time he lurked and lingered under the confines of eternal darkness. It was all a blur now. Was he born out of it? He was not entirely sure. All he knew then when he first sprung out of the void was remembering the feeling of insatiable hunger. It was a mixture of impulse and the uncontrollable desire to kill.