Gothic Short Story

One interesting aspect of the books is each major event that occurs is an example of a problem Holden faces due to his condition. The first major event in the novel is his expulsion from Pencey Preparatory School due to his lack of determination and effort, as he believes it is not worth his time. In this is the first example of a problem he faces as a clinically depressed persons, quite frequently those who are depressed will take a less cautious foresighted outlook on life causing them to miss many potential opportunities. The second major event is when Holden decides to hire a prostitute named Sunny, however his interest is only because he wants someone to talk to. In this comes our second problem faced by Holden, loneliness. While there are countless examples of Holden's loneliness throughout the book, I chose this because I believed it speaks to the societal and physical ramifications this condition can have. Due to Holden's extreme desecration for company and his short sighted actions, ends up being robbed because Sunny does not think she was paid in full. The third major event I chose was Holden's interaction with Sally Hayes after going ice skating. In this scene Holden acting on his compulsive nature resorts to being harsh and cynical around Sally, and because of this loses a friend. This shows the

These people include Jane Gallagher, Carl Luce, his student advisor at Whooton, and Phoebe, his sister. Holden focuses a lot on Jane Gallagher in our sessions, although she is never physically present in his story. Holden's failure to contact her because of his indecisiveness to talk to her makes him more miserable about himself. His conversation with Carl Luce adds insult to injury. Holden told me how much he respected Carl Luce since he thought Luce would be able to understand him and tell him what to do. But when Holden becomes too nosy by asking Luce too many personal questions, Luce criticizes him, which makes Holden more depressed. Phoebe adds even more salt to the wound. When Holden comes back to meet his sister in hopes that someone from his family to understand him, she criticizes him for getting kicked out of school. He decides to seclude himself by moving west alone; I believe this decision was made based on the built-up depression that has been accumulating within Holden. Although the people he respects toss him away and refuse to understand him, Phoebe brings Holden back and gives him hope to

In conclusion, Holden is the character that fits well with the article writing by Kendra Cherry. Where his behavior is impacted by the missing

So far while reading the Novel I have met the main character Holden Caulfield who narrates this whole story. The character is very interesting being only 16 and already be kicked out of schools being out of shape because of smoking. The way that Holden views everything and everyone as "phony" Another character that we have met is Holden’s older brother D. B. Caulfield. D. B. wrote a volume of short stories that Holden admires very much, and is writing for Hollywood movies. I am intrigued by this character because of how different Holden and his brother are that Holden seems to be having troubles with academics because kicked out of several schools but yet his older brother is very successful. Another character that we have met is Mr. Spencer. Mr. Spencer is a history teacher at Pencey Prep. I find this character interesting because throughout the book with other characters Holden as something "bad" to

The beginning of this novel leads into his life, Holden 's past, and what 's waiting for him in the future. In the first few chapters we find out that Holden Caulfield, the main character, goes to therapy and his older brother is a writer in Hollywood. Early on he goes to visit a man named Mr. spencer, his retired history teacher who is sick with the flu. They begin talking about his recent expulsion, and they speak of Holden 's future. He was sent to boarding school in Agerstown, Pennsylvania. The school he attends is called Pencey Prep. His roommate 's name is Stradlater. Holden and Stradlater don 't see eye to eye when it comes to girls, especially when Stradlater starts dating Holden 's longtime childhood friend, Jane. The story goes to describe his living condition and the people Holden is surrounded by at Pency Prep. A person that plays a major role is his suite mate Ackley, who is a lonesome character. He annoys Holden, but still influences some of his decisions. Ackley and Stradler do not get along and Holden many times has to break up their minor fights. Later the reader finds out that Allie, Holden 's younger brother, died of Leukemia many years before. Holden goes on much to say that he had red hair and was an innocent boy. The night Allie died, Holden spent the night in the garage and smashed every window with his fists. Going back to Stradlater, he was getting home from his date with Jane, the long lost friend, and Holden gets so enraged he begins to throw

It had been raining intermittently for the past four days and by late Saturday afternoon, another storm was approaching the rural southern town of Wrongberight. Clemmy Sue Jarvis since birth has lived in the town and had a simple philosophy concerning weather. As long as she was six feet above ground instead of six feet below, she did not care what it was. Today as she lifts her petite frame into her rusty Ford pickup, she is preoccupied with what she hopes to accomplish this evening. Absorbed in though she pulls out of her driveway and heads south on Flat Bottom Road along the edge the Dismal Swamp towards the isolated home of her dearest friend Estelle

As regards the main protagonist, Holden, there are many things to comment on him. From the beginning of the book, we can observe that he is not the typical character that usually appears in books. The first thing that amazes me about him is his way to speak. He uses strange vocabulary and some unusual expressions when he is referring to readers, that is, when he is telling us his thoughts.

The evening is young, and the night is fresh. You walk up to the Mag Bar in Louisville, Kentucky. The sounds of Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart” on the loud speakers fills the streets around you. There is a small pause, and you hear Nathaniel Revell over the mic introducing the live entertainment. You are more than ready to start this event clad in shades of ebony from head to toe, but notice newer faces to the community walking in before you. Looking on the ground you pick up the advertisement that has fallen off of a nearby light pole. In the advertisement, "Goth Prom", Nathaniel Revell creates a creepy background with contrasting colors and macabre imagery, which instills a feeling of comfort for the gothic

“We’ve got a problem,” a harsh voice said through the phone. It was my second in command.

Throughout time we have all seen through the study of the history of the western world that there has been multiple occasions of corruption, chaos, and reformation in one way or another. What I thought was interesting about the process of change that Rome underwent is that in general the people occupying the land did not seem to be humble as a whole. There were many people who wanted a name for themselves and wanted some sort of authority in the land. “All of them sought a lasting presence and a measure of authority within the changing Roman world.” (The Slow Turn) With a part of the community seeking an authoritative position, a certain image was painted in my mind of the people as an upright and structured group. When I read of the anarchy

The plot advances and things are changing. After so many years Emma has the opportunity to go back to her home(where her mother was murdered). Emma needs to look for a document that proves that her mother was murdered by a Hutu, so the government can give her some money. What happens is that Emma is so confused of what happened that night, that is difficult for her to go back not remembering anything. She is on her way home, and realized that everything and every person had an outside and an inside.

She remembered years ago, as a child, going exploring with her friends in the woods near her house. Not far from the main path was a long dried out log. The peeling bark had a musty odor of earth and rotting vegetation. Her friends had dared her to enter the center of the log and crawl within the darkness. Not wishing to seem scared or girly, she crouched down and inched her way into the opening, her arms in front of her, pulling her forward. Sounds muted, and darkness encircled her as she moved her body into the log’s interior. Unidentifiable wisps of cobwebs and debris brushed against her arms and face. It was raining that day, a slow and steady rain, making everything damp and slippery. These images began to permeate her conscious. She could almost smell the dank odor of moss and wet leaves.

The birds started chirping in the early morning. The old rickety hut had a strong putrid stench of decomposition. The windows where dark and there was nothing. Svetlana promised toma that they would explore the hut. They saw it the night before when they where setting up there tent near the river and toma said ‘I wan to see wot is in der’. They went over to the front door but it was rusted closed. The pair saw something move behind the dark windows and toma said ‘it get the crowbar’ and then svetlana sad ‘NO we shall stay at the door until we know what is in this dwelling. Meanwhile they where strongly gripping there noses shut because of the deathly stench. Svetlana said ‘toma we need to protect our camp from animals’ as the last syllable left her mouth the pair saw a brown bear sniffing around there tent. They ran down with there knifes out and the bear ran off only after tearing there tent and stealing some chocolate. Svetlana said ‘close call toma you need to get some wood for fire, hurry’.

“Where are we?” I breathed in awe. Glancing around me, I saw the heavily forested area. Then, I saw the snow-capped mountain peak overhead. The lake that I had just swam out of was now crystal clear. Standing quietly, I could hear the rustle of the breeze through the trees. I reached into my vest to take a picture of this place with my phone. But when I brought it out, I strained to hear the dying beep of my phone. “Noooo!” I groaned in agony. My entire life had been for nothing! My phone was DEAD! In the distance, I could hear Jake’s footsteps, and I could smell his muddy boots. Actually, I couldn’t! That was strange, because usually his boots could be smelled miles away. I turned to look at him and I gasped. His boots and hiking outfit had been replaced with, on his head, a newsboy hat, and, on his torso, a ragged tunic hung loosely on his limbs, like our stepmother’s false hug, and on his legs, breeches, and high socks. I laughed.

In the seven years now Ashley has done this she has seen the strange, and the unsettling out in the woods, but never has she seen rain so harshly that the rain burns the skin and darkens one's vision. Her clothes are soaked through in moments and her backpack saturates, her hunting coat offers her no protection for the vengeful storm. There is only one thing Ashley can think to do.