Great Gatsby Dialectical Journal

Lennie stopped chewing and swallowed. His face was very concentrated. He said “I… I ain’t gonna say a word he said.” He cannot remember, Lennie gets into a lot of trouble because of this. He even almost got George and himself fired on the first day because he talked when George told him not to. He got in a fight because George had told him to stay away from the trouble & he couldn’t. He got into a little scrap with the boss’ son Curley. Lennie did not fight back until George said to and even then he just caught his punch & that destroyed his hand.

He slowly opened his eyes, to see Roy sitting in a chair, rubbing his back, Al reading a book and Doctor Yin behind Roy. Her mouth was moving and Ed could see she was directing a question of some sorts to Ed, but he was too tired for it. As whatever the cold stuff Roy was rubbing on his back absorbed and his back relaxed more from Roy, he slowly slid his eyes shut and fell asleep.

His side of the bed was empty. Again. It was the third week in a row that you hadn’t seen Jungkook before he left for work. Seeing him before he went to bed was just as rare. Usually he came home after you were already asleep, and woke up early to get back to the studio. With how little he’d been sleeping, you guessed that he must have been taking naps while he was at work. How else would he manage to survive on five hours of sleep a night? You suspected that sometimes, he didn’t come home at all. Those were the nights you didn’t wake up to the sound of your front door closing, or the feeling of Jungkook’s arms wrapping around you before he quickly dozed off.

Slowly and carefully I walk home alone holding my shirt up sobbing. This all happened so fast and painfully my friends all abandoned me, I feel things crawling around my head, I'm screaming of pain.come on Leland you can do it almost home. Suddenly my sister burst out the door, I look at her blankly pleading for help in my mind. Soon dad comes rushing out too and they take me inside. I can hardly hear them through my screaming.

Alex was about to oversleep and miss his bus, but then he hurried and outside. He got to school safe and found his friend Jarod and his girlfriend Destiny they ended up talking until the bell. In class Alex was bored, but then heard a scream and saw someone eating someone else. The teacher tried to stop it but was attacked. After that the school made an announcement and people to hide or run.When the announcement was made everyone panicked, but Alex went to find his friends.

Dan had fallen asleep on his shoulder within twenty minutes of the film beginning. Phil was quietly thankful because at least that meant Dan would get some rest, this lack of sleep couldn’t be good for anything and it was beginning to show in the semi-permanent black lines under the other boy’s eyes or his constant look of daze. At first, Dan had just lain against his shoulder quietly, his chest rising and falling slowly as the hours fell away and Phil continued to watch the movie they had placed on mindlessly, six became seven and soon ticked over until eight and nine at night. The warm weight of Dan’s body

Knock knock. The restless man sits up straight in his bed. As his eyes peer about his box-crowded bedroom he notices a sliver of light peeking beneath the door. The sound comes again, yet more urgent. As Yeager tiptoes his way toward the door, the hairs on the back of his neck slowly begin to lie at rest. “I can’t sleep,” says a soft childish voice on the other side. As he opened the door,

Sleep is Grant’s worst fear. Every night he is awoken by sweat dripping off his nose, splashing onto his upper lip. Grant’s eyes instantly open with terror

Yoongi throws the pistol across the room, the object colliding with the mirror, the shards falling to the floor. He wishes he could destroy himself just as easily.

Matt woke and he yawned sleepily. He suddenly became aware of a noise in the room which sounded like light snoring. He sat up in the bed. There he saw Hawk covered in sheets, sleeping with one arm off the bed, one arm on, and smiling. That’s my boy Matt thought. He laid back and in a few moments time was soundly asleep.

I can say that I know Lee quite closely because I often see him in the street or in one of his friends’ front lawn every time I go visit my uncle, which is only about 20-minute walk from my house. More so, my perception of Lee is supplemented by the stories my uncle tells me, which despite of somewhat being amusing for my uncle, is a bit unnerving on my part. In this respect, it had been mentioned in several

He remembered a time without voices and a time with voices, but they seemed to him like different lives, two stories completely disconnected. He didn't remember much from back there, all thoughts lost in a mist of smoke and syringes. It wasn’t so bad it first, in fact he almost welcomed it, finally someone to talk to in the long hours he spent alone in his flat. They got worse though, in the years since it started. They argued all night long, sleep became impossible. They had urged him, pleading, begging to him to go out to the bridge. To go to a maintenance walkway no one ever used, on a night so dark and wet that no one would be able to see him. They were whispering to him now, dozens of different voices, all telling him to jump. To take a single step forward, leap over the railing and to plummet downwards, disappearing into the deep black of the

As he’s about to fall back asleep, the pillow is suddenly taken off his face and the blankets yanked off his body, jolting him awake. His eyes adjust to the sudden bright light and the outline of a large, broad man with a little puff of hair sticking up

Another round of whimpering jolted Casey out of a deep, peaceful sleep. She moved to a sitting position on the edge of the bed, brushing the hair out of her eyes and checked the time on the bedside clock—3:00 a.m.

All Louis wanted to do is sleep. Liam knew he was tired but he needed to feed him, bathe him, and take him on bathroom breaks. He didn’t quite understand why Louis was being difficult but he decided to give it a few more days. The boy had only been back at the cabin for about three days now. They had found him Friday night and he officially returned to the cabin early Saturday morning. It was Tuesday night now and things weren't looking much better.