Higher English Imaginative Writing : The Young Gladiator

I ran, my feet bloodied and aching, my ankle unsteady and shrieking in pain. I ignored it, gasping

“After defeating the Cyclops Polyphemus, my men grew exhausted. They grew thirsty from rowing under the beating hot sun. Sweat dripped down their heads and the ship’s deck grew moist from the mix of the salty, seawater and sweat. We stopped by on a nearby island.

Turning off the TV, Andrew grabbed his keys and rushed to the garage, angry for not being more cautious. Driving down the street as fast as he could to get to the cleaners, he said, “I wonder if Margaret has her phone. I will call it,” he said, pushing the buttons, he waited, and said, “Oh, no; it went directly to voice mail. She must have turned it off, but why would she do that?”

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

There was a sense of impeding doom that turned my stomach. Although I couldn't bear to look at the mask I held outreach to you, my eyes were tempted to look to you. I side-swiped a glance at you before you took the mask. My eyebrow arched as you looked at me, visibly distraught. My eyes did a double take, and my gaze fell curiously back on you. I sensed a feeling of unease from you, and became immediately confused. “Your master never teach you Torture 101, Mr. Ren?” Although I was mocking you, there was a sense of concern in my voice, as I looked over to the Dug and then back at you. “You look like you've seen a ghos-” Holding out the mask in front of you, I watched you intently as your eyes fixated on the item. My eyes narrowed at that reaction, and suddenly, it made sense to me. Perhaps you had seen a ghost. Fully educated in the many various connections within the Force, I wondered if in this moment you had seen anything. If in this moment, his darkness had fallen on you. I pondered the horrors you had witnessed... and if any one of those horrors was my own. I wondered if it was pain you experienced, and even... if that pain was my own.

A gladiator sits in the dungeon sweating, for his turn is soon to come. He hears the howls of men and beasts, the thud of corpses dropping to the floor, and the crowd applauding. Finally, he hears the tapping of the guard’s approaching feet down the corridor, and his life begins to flash before his eyes. He is forcefully escorted upstairs and steps out of the gate that closes behind him. Crowds are cheering all around him, chanting for his death. Growling comes from the other gate, and a lion emerges from the shadows, charging at him. Within a few seconds, the jaw had clasped around his neck. Blood was splattered on the floor and the crowd celebrated the demise of the prisoner. This is the cruel practice of gladiator matches, in which those in power force men and beasts below them to clash with each other for sport. I, Emperor Honorius, have decided to bring the abolition of this practice. No more will organize gladiator matches, or they will feel the wrath of the gods and I.

Letter L because you could say why Moby Dick is the best in your opinion.

A fortnight passed, and Percy and his siblings spent extra time with Will. After coming close to losing him, they all got along better than ever.

The concept of subtext is the unspoken dialogue that lies underneath the story. The subtext usually expresses feelings like sexual tension, anger, hurt, sadness, and more without directly saying those words. With subtext, the readers get to experience the character’s unspoken thoughts and sometimes help understand why characters do what they do. In Imaginative Writing, Janet Burroway comments on the importance of subtext in page 270 by stating that, “Subtext is a necessary result and cost of civilization –If everyone went around saying what they meant all the time, there would be fewer friends and a lot more pain-but it offers a glorious opportunity for art”. People don’t always say what they mean and although that can make things unclear, it is for the best. If everyone went around saying what they felt or thought, all the time problems would arise. Amy Bloom’s, “The Story” is a great example of how important subtext can add to the plot. The protagonist, Janet, throughout the whole story has almost two completely different personas. However, the other characters do not know this. The other characters only see what the protagonist, wants them to see. This story is full of subtext with the main character seeming innocent and trustworthy to others. Throughout the book Janet’s actions seem noble she befriends Sandra who confides her secrets to her. Despite Sandra being an awful mother, a cheater, and a person who takes advantage of her patients her demise is in part of Janet.

It was late. The moon had risen high and the starry sky brightening up the dark night. Various hex-tech lamps lit up the mostly clear streets of Piltover, and the buildings had their lights off. All, but one.

When he woke up, there was no one in sight except the dead bodies of his soldiers. Suddenly, Maximus heard someone coming, he reached for his sword but couldn't reach it. So he just laid his head down on the ground, and waited for whoever was coming, to come kill him! However, it was not his enemy. For it was the one man he hated most of all, the beggar Marcus. Maximus was sure that

1,2,3,4,....10, here I come, shouted William as he uncovered his eyes, and began to search for his cousins. Both laying down flat on their stomachs, Augustine, and Margaret hid in the thick grass in the open fields on the side toward the house at the Parish plantation. It was now deep into the evening, and the trio was playing a little game of hiding in seeking. No matter how old Augustine got, she was still very much child-like, she loved to have fun and was indeed a free spirit. While William was in his search for the two girls, Augustine looked at Margaret, and Said while thinking to withhold massive laughter, said why is it, he is always skipping numbers? Has he not learned how to count to ten? Margaret would then reply, laughing at Augustine.

A dying Marcus Aurelius plans to name his most loyal general, Maximus, keeper of Rome. Unfortunately, Marcus’ greedy and neglected son Commodus does not like the idea of another man, especially an unrelated one, taking his place as emperor. Commodus takes matters into his own hands and kills his beloved father and rules as the emperor of Rome. He orders his soldiers to take Maximus too an isolated area to be slain. Fortunately, Maximus escapes and goes to find his family. In hope that he will find his family waiting with open arms, he finds that Commodus’ had already wreaked havoc and destroyed his home and killed his family. His wife and son hanging from a tree as their singed, lifeless bodies hung. A mourning Maximus buries his

The history of ancient Rome is one that is littered with violence and drenched in blood. Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost, both human and animal. The movie Gladiator only scratches the surface of the violence and death that existed in ancient Rome, even just throughout the first two centuries. Emperor Marcus Aurelius wishes to appoint his general, Maximus, as his successor and wishes to have Maximus restore the Roman republic and lead the empire away from the dictatorship it has become. When Commodus, Marcus Aurelius’ son, finds out about his father’s plan to appoint Maximus as emperor, he kills his father, steals the throne, and kills Maximus’ wife and son after sentencing Maximus to death.

"Thanks for seeing me, Doctor. Sorry, Heather" Jarrod responded as he brought his gaze back to hers after having surveyed the room, and the view of the city the seventeenth floor location provided. Despite his attraction to the dark side of humanity, and the fact that since puberty the man his foibles, and attraction to the darker side of human nature, this was his first ever visit to a Psychiatrists office. Judging from the furniture and lush surroundings, he came to the conclusion that the profession must be a lucrative one, and Heather MacMillan seemd to be doing okay for herself. If she had to deal with crazies all day, that was probably appropriate.