When I was young my mom often tells us great stories about grandpa, stories about his bravery on the Japanese invasion, camaraderie, etc. there is one story that stood out to me the most was the story about the “bunton”. The story about the “bunton” is nothing extraordinary, in fact, I think it’s even tamer than other supernatural stories you would probably hear. one day according to my mom, a long time ago, it was a Sunday morning, mom notices grandpa staring at the bunton just outside their Spanish inspired ancestral home, I’ve never seen one but mom describes the bunton “a big pile of sand that resembles an anthill”. anyway after several hours later, mom still saw grandpa hanging out alone near the bunton then out of curiosity. Mom went to where grandpa was and asked him why was he outside for too long, my grandpa said nothing, he just smiled at her and pats her head. Later that day my grandad went to mom and said later at dinner I’ll might tell you something surprising” mom was flustered and kept thinking what was it?
Evening came by, and its dinner time, the whole family gathered in the dining room, and while everybody is busy eating, mom at that
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And prompted us second question about what they know when you hear the word “bunton” no one anwered. Grandpa continued that the one living in the house was none other than a battalion of soldier elves. We were astounded, mom along with his/her sibling directed their gaze to the “bunton”. Grandpa then continued that they would normally appear and walk circling the house then disappear without a trace. he added that they also appeared in his dream, they were offering a black stone, then one of my siblings said that probably the black stone is an “anting- anting”, an amulet that is said to protect the carrier from negative or dangerous
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In conclusion, West Mexico has a few common thread running through their works of art, one of them happens to be the use the tri-color pallet, which we found covering the Standing Male Figure and in a color scale from lightest too darkest on the Seating Female Figure. As well as the meaning of nudity, in the male sculpture it represents authority and in the female sculpture it signifies fertility. Lastly, art for art sake, what if we are reading too much into these pieces what if they just served no actual purpose but just to look good and adorn a home. Mesoamerica a mixing of styles from earlier civilizations that have come before, there is always going to be an inklings of prior civilization that have integrated into newer civilizations and
Theodore Bundy One of the most famous killers of all time, Theodore Bundy vented his rage on women, mostly college girls, all the while maintaining the facade of a perfectly normal, intelligent, model citizen. His traveling ways, clever tactics, and thorough body disposal methods make it difficult to even say how many women Bundy killed during his reign, but he was definitely one of the most prolific and frightening serial killers of all time. Bundy's rampage most likely began with Kathy Devine, 15, a hitchhiker who disappeared on November 25th,1973 and found on December 6th. She was sodomized, strangled, and her throat was cut.
This is the time i had gotten lost at walmart my mom had went to the bathroom and i had went off to look at the games and my mom had went to the front of the store and looked u there for me. And as i went u to the front she had went to the back to find me she looked for me for about 30 minutes. I had no phone to call her and so i had finally went up to te here to the front and told them that i had lost my mom and they went over the intercom.
“Alisha wake up, we are here,” I whispered. When she didn’t wake up, I continued to pester her. “Come on, get up!” When I started to annoy her, she pushed me and told me to go away. As we all cleared out of the minivan, I was greeted by Judy, grandpa’s Scottish terrier. As I was petting her black fur, she was barking and jumping on my legs. When she ran over to Callie to receive a belly rub, I said hi to grandpa and gave him a hug. After getting settled in, my sisters and I decided to go to sleep because it was late and we’d have to help unpack the rest of our belongings in the
We all get out of the car BRING BRING my moms phone rings and all the sudden my mom starts crying and then I get scared. Then she got of the phone and…
That evening when my mama did come home, I was all set to surprise her again with the money. But unfortunately as soon as I saw her getting out of the Family Truckster I could tell now wasn’t the best time to approach her. (And yes, we really do have a Family Truckster
I went into the living room to let the mom outside to use the restroom. Came back in the my grandma’s bedroom.” My mammie , said to go check on the puppies
Mama’s dream was to get a house for their family, but her son didn’t want the house. Even though the son and Mama didn’t agree she still went out and bought
The boys were wishing they were at home with mother at home warmer than they were, when
My mother was in the laundry room, folding clothes. I could tell she had been crying from her red, puffy eyes. This
It all started on a cold winter morning. It wasn’t snowing too bad, but it was cold. My Grandpa headed out to the deer stand before the sun broke the horizon. He wasn't expecting much because the season was coming to an end. The stand he was using that day ended up being a pine tree he found in the swamp-like area. I feel like that wasn’t the best decision to make because it was freezing cold. As my grandpa was sitting in the pine tree, he suddenly heard something breaking ice down below. He looked down from the pine tree and spotted a doe. As it walked, it jumped over the fence and continued onward. A little while later, he heard something else walking and breaking ice. He spotted the deer and realized it was a small buck. He watched it as it jumped the fence and
My family all came to the dinner table to eat. Everybody was grabbing their food except for the dad of the family. His name was Kevin Hess. He was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. Then the mom of my family said, ‘’Kevin why don’t you come to the table eat with us.’’
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Born in 1937 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia’s capital city, my grandfather has many stories to tell me. As I sit and listen to him regale me with stories of his past, I learn many things from him that I had never known before now. He describes many parts of his childhood growing up in Malaysia, like his family and the place he called home. His childhood home was an old and run down sauce factory in the years before he lived there. He describes it as having no partitions with no flooring, and when it rained hard – a common occurrence – it got flooded. He tells me stories of how he used to view it as a haunted house – the most memorably frightening occurrence in the house was possibly when “one night…heavy brick just came tumbling down the ladder…for no reason. We didn't have any pets or anything in the house, and this just happened.” He tells me of his many siblings – he shocks me when he casually brings up that “there were ten of [them] - one or two had died.” Another detail that catches my interest is how close his whole family was, as he claims he and his siblings got on quite well, and never actually fought. Out of all the members of his unusually large family, my grandfather said he was closest to his mother – my great-grandmother. The most influential person to him as a younger boy, “[his mother] loved [him] me quite a lot…because I was the youngest in the family, and she saw to all [his] needs. In addition, I was really close to her. [He] studied at night beside her bed, by candlelight, and then she used to tell [him] creepy stories of her days in China. And that is part of the reason why [he] was so scared of the dark as a boy. She used to tell [my grandfather] ghost stories and [he] was the closest to her.”