Free Narrative Essays-The Ransom Of Red Chief

The Ransom of Red Chief is a fiction story that tells the tale of two desperate

Last night was a wonderful night.I went to sleep with a huge smell on my face because.Red chief was missing I didn’t care WOOW.My leg was shaking bad I knew I had to use the bathroom.Bark Bark Bark what is wrong with my little poop poop.I said so I look out my craker window soon as I saw Red chief run over my trash can chashing my little poop poop around with an baseball bat soon as I.open my window Red cheif run over my trash can I said.Red cheif go home and go to sleep before I.call the police and make sure you don’t come back to bother us anymore. When I said that Red chief come back with some heat he threw.His baseball bat at my window and shatter it then said you go to sleep you old bagged yelled Red chief and run off soon.As Red chief

This was the last town we had to cover. I whooped as it came into sight. One more town and then I could go home to my dear ol’ ma and pa, my Louise. Everyone was optimistic, laughin’ and messin’ around, ready to go home.

In “Ransom of Red Chief”, the central idea or theme of the story is that crime doesn’t pay. In this story, two men by the name of Sam and Bill decide to kidnap the son of a very wealthy man and hold him for ransom. The boy, nicknamed “Red Chief”, proved to be a bigger challenge than the kidnappers had originally thought. He irritates the kidnappers with his pranks and rough games, stunning the kidnappers. The father of the boy knows of his son’s troublesome ways and actually demands money to relieve the kidnappers of the boy. This is a very ironic ending to the story being that the kidnappers took the boy for ransom, yet wound up paying to have the boy taken off of their hands.

Here in summit it's a peaceful town there is hardly any fight and next to no crime but the only distraction would be mr.dorset's son. that child of his is something else. His son likes to go by red chief oh can that boy stir up some trouble just last month he was using my cattle as target practice, red chief really does get on every folks bad side. but not here lately we haven't seen the little rascal there are rumors of him being held ransom i was just relishing my time of solitude i thought the kid would never be back here. but all that changed later last night when i was lying back in my on the porch I say around 10:00 or 11:00 pm i seen these three strange dark figures. two of them were tall but one short i didn't think much of it i was

In the story “ransom of Red Chief” and the movie there were a lot of differences. For example, in the movie they, as in Bill and Sam, drove an old fashion car. I noticed that in the book they drove a wagon and not a car. Second, in the movie Red chief did not throw a brick at the man known as Bill. Although, as I read the book, it said that red chief threw a brick at Bill.

While I was stacking cards I heard a bunch of people yelling “ he’s back, Red Chief is back!” The good and the bad things are 50/50, the good thing is that the parents of the spoiled trouble-making you call of a kid is reunited with him. The bad thing is that the people who dislike him the most has to deal with his nonsense again, I ignored the message and went back to stacking my poker cards, you know, mining my own business. The next day, while I was sleeping I heard a loud and annoying noise that woke me up, so I rolled out of my comfy bed and search for the noise. I kept listening and searching everywhere, and by the time I step foot into the kitchen, there was something missing from there, if I remember correctly, there was supposed

It was a warm Summer night in July, when i finally laid my head on my pillow after a relaxing day. I had began to get used to my days being this peaceful. Usually i would be all wound up, worrying about the damage my next door neighbors son is causing. The little boy’s name is Red Chief, or should i say little monster because that’s what he acts like. As i laid in bed i thought that maybe i should mow my grass in the morning. I had just bought a new riding lawn mower, and i wanted to test it out. I would be able to do that now without Red Chief being in my way. So the next morning, i got up just as the sun rose to start my day. I continued my way to my garage where my new mower was so that i could mow the grass. As i approached the doors i

Early morning towards the end of June last year, it was family rodeo back home where my mom grew up at. We had always gone back to that town and that rodeo since i was a yee young lad, around 5 or 6. We used to go see my grandma, but she died when i was 10. Anyways, it was my mother, my brothers, sister and her family, me and my girlfriend. Well, the car we were suppose to drive 5 hours north with was very cramped for all of us, so i asked my girlfriend if we could borrow her new car she just bought the day before. She “talked” to her mom and her mom said “yes,” so her and I drove in that car while my brother and mom and their friend drove the other.

Death is possibly the toughest thing in life to understand. Two very different views on death are expressed in The Red Badge of Courage and The Old Man and the Sea. In the novel, The Old Man and the Sea, Santiago, the old man, spends the greater part of his life being teased by the other fisherman for never having a successful catch. This is until he realized one day that on his line was the biggest fish he had ever seen. As he was wrestling with the beast, he began to feel bad for it. "The fish is my friend too. I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I'm glad we do not have to kill the stars" (Hemingway 75). By the end of the novel Santiago comes to the conclusion that you must kill or be killed, that is simply how

When I was four years old, I wasn’t paying attention to my parents and as they were walking into a store, they left me behind. I remember really wanting a Barbie bicycle and I had been distracted. I was then left alone inside of Rockingham Mall and since I was only four, I didn’t know what to do. At first, I started panicking and looking around the mall. I remember seeing a lot of people walking by and it was a really busy day. So then I started to cry and I walked around the mall all by myself. I was on the second floor at that time so I went down the stairs, which I tripped on. I had hit my hand badly and it was bleeding. That’s when I started to cry. I then walked around the mall crying until I reached one of the exits.

Have you ever had something bad happen and something good comes out of it? Two men struggle to make money to make more money, so they decide to kidnap someone and get paid a ransom. Only to have the kid they kidnap be a total pain in the butt and does not want to go home. Eventually they must pay to have the boy returned home. In the short story “The Ransom of the Red Chief” O. Henry portrays a theme of although a situation may seem bad, almost always something good can come out of it.

I could hear footsteps, when I opened my eyes I saw my dad shaking me by the shoulder. That day we were had to get up at 4am and make our way to an entertainment park. We were already 5 minutes late. It was a morning of rushing around and a bit of frustration. After a short shower I grabbed a snack and jumped into the car. We had a 30 minute car ride ahead of us. This was not our car, we had rented one because we were on vacation in Costa Rica. I was in 7th grade then. It was the last month of the year and my dad had saved money for months for this trip it was our 3rd day into the trip with 4 days to go. My 2 brothers Ian and Gage came with us, Gage was only 5 years old, Ian was 13. Once we arrived at the Entertainment park we were right on time. The gates opened at 6am giving us just enough time to get some breakfast . Once we got there I sat down in the waiting room and waited for my dad to sign the waiver papers. After he finished signing we walked outside into a small area, there were harnesses

When I was around four years old my mother would take me to this place in our neighborhood, everybody called this place "The Lot". It was a place where there was a concrete slab filled with cracks. I believed it may have been at one time a parking lot of a former business. But the neighborhood had made it a meeting place. Where women would grill food on this big grill that looked like a steel barrow cut in half. The men would work on their cars and chat up the women. I felt happy when we were at the Lot. My mother would do a little flirting with various men from time to time, even though she was still living with my father at that time. We had spent most of the summer at the Lot. However, this day was hotter than usual and my mother got tired of standing, so she

1. When my son was around 6 years old, we were in Colombia, one Saturday I took him to the park to play with a ball, in one moment the ball ran away from him, into the street, my son ran to get the ball and did not listening to me, while he was running to get the ball, I was running behind trying to get him before he get to the street, when I looked to the street it was a big truck coming very fast…. I was far away, yelling at him, trying to get his attention to make him to stop; but his attention was in the ball, he was not looking at the street. I do not remember how I did it, how I made it, but I jumped in the street in front of the truck, and held him in my arms at the same time that the truck stopped a couple inches away