There lived a woman named Mary. Mary was a widow, who had a son. Her son was named Mike. He was a college student. On a beautiful Saturday morning, Mary got up from bed with excitement. Last night her son came home from college to spend the weekend with her. She got up and made waffles, his favorite food. The house smelled of crispy, buttery waffles with fresh cut up fruits. She loved the smell of waffles, that’s one thing major thing she had in common with her son. She had an eery feeling, it felt like something was going to happen. She didn’t want to be paranoid so she decided to wake up her on. “MIKEE” she yelled. No answer, He must be exhausted she thought. She thought of a great idea: breakfast in bed. She put the waffles on a tray and a glass cup of hot chocolate with 4 marshmallows, just the way he liked it. She climbed the long staircase, which seemed to never end. She reached his room. She knocked the door three times, no answer. She went into his room, and her heart sank. “Cling” went the tray as it hit the floor. The cup spilled and shattered into a million different pieces. There was blood everywhere. The bed sheets were white and had blood stains in it. On the floor was a pool of blood. She walked over to the bed, stepping on the glass not minding her feet. She lifted the bed sheets, and there she saw her beloved son. He had a bullet wound to the head. She cried out loud in agony. “NOOOOOO!!” She shrieked. Downstairs she heard a door open. A young boy came
Mary Stewart was born December 7, 1542. Her father was James V, King of Scotland and her mother was Mary of Guise of France. Mary was the third child and only daughter of James V and Mary of Guise, since both of her twin brothers had died before she was born at Linlithgow Palace, Scotland. Seven days after Mary was born, James V, died and his infant daughter succeeded to the Scottish throne. Mary Stewart became Mary, Queen of Scots.
Mary is 39 -year-old LPN and single mother who is attending a local community college to prepare for an A.S. degree in nursing so she can then become an RN. Mary has not been feeling well for several months. She has had bouts of nausea, a low fever, and has found that she no longer enjoys eating and smoking as much as she used to. She has also noticed that her urine is darker than usual and she has yellowing of her eyes. She has noted that she has a puffy appearance. Results of blood tests at her doctor’s office reveal that her ALT, AST , alkaline phosphatase, and bilirubin levels are elevated and that she also has an elevated count of lymphocytes. Further tests reveal that she is positive for the presence
My mother never told me the complications of becoming a woman in this world. Maybe she thought I was strong enough to figure them out on my own. Or quite possibly, she couldn't tell me, because she never really knew how to face the complications herself.
Mary Flannery O'Connor is one of the most preeminent and more unique short story authors in American Literature (O'Connor 1). While growing up she lived in the Bible-belt South during the post World War II era of the United States. O'Connor was part of a strict Roman Catholic family, but she depicts her characters as Fundamentalist Protestants. Her characters are also severely spiritually or physically disturbed and have a tendency
After a few more minutes of waiting Anna decided to get out of bed and walk down to the food court to see if her father was there. After getting out of bed, Anna found a note taped to her father’s chair that she hadn’t seen before scripted in scribbly letters saying Based on your actions he might come back don’t tell anyone about this and he will come back unharmed. Anna hurriedly found the bag of her clothes that her mother had delivered overnight and pulled on a hot pink mini skirt and a white long sleeve crop top. After getting dressed Anna opened her door and stepped outside, there was no one anywhere to be seen. She continued to walk down the hall and there was still no noise and no one in sight. She walked straight to the elevator and went down to the first floor where the food court should be, but there was no one there either, the hospital had been abandoned and she was sure that the songbook and the object that played her melody the night before were somehow behind it all. She ran back up to her room as carefully as she could trying not to hurt her arm, and once she arrived at the door she grabbed the music book off the desk beside of her bed, tried to flush it down the toilet, and stuffed her cell phone in her bag of clothes that her mom had bought. She was about to pick up her bag when she heard a new melody right outside of her door. La, La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La, La, La. She wanted to see what was making the noise so she carefully opened her door and peeked through the opened crack. There nothing was there! She grabbed her bag of clothes and ran down the steps as quickly as she could but then she heard a voice behind her, “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa!!!!” the voice moaned “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa it isn’t safe at your house!!!!” said the voice. She spun around and saw a scrawny old man
John Summers lives a nice life. He has two kids that have grown up, graduated college and moved out of the house and are very successful. John’s wife, Jenny, had recently been diagnosed with cancer and passed away just a few months ago. John was very much in love with his wife, but just before she died, John noticed she would never be happy with him. He started to think she was upset and wanted something against John. One night, a few months after Jenny passed, John couldn’t sleep like usual. He got up, walked to get a glass of water, but he tripped. John gets up very confused, and turns on the light. He tripped on the rug. John knows for a fact that there was something under the rug that tripped him, but when he turned the light on, there
The paramedics rushed over to Angelica, checked her pulse, the paramedic said, “She has no pulse, we have to get her to the nearest hospital quick.” Marie started crying and screaming, “Oh my God, Oh my God, Please, help my baby.” Aunt Lori held Marie. As they were working with Angelica, Aunt Lori rushed to the phone and called David and Simone to tell them to meet them at the hospital. After hanging up, the paramedics rushed Angelica out the door, Marie rode in the ambulance with them. Aunt Lori rushed out behind them following the ambulance. When they made it to the hospital, they rushed Angelica inside, were there was Doctors waiting. As they rushed Angelica to the back, Marie tried to follow them, but one of the paramedics stopped her and said, “Maam, she’s in good hands, I’m sorry, but you can’t go back there.” “That’s my daughter.” said Marie. “Maam, I’m sorry, but you can’t.” said the paramedic. Marie walked off, headed to the waiting area, she was still crying. When she got to the waiting area, Aunt Lori rushed to her side. “What did they say?” ask Aunt Lori. “They told me that I can’t go back there.” said Marie. As they were talking, Simone and David rushed in. “Mom, What happened?” ask Simone. “I don’t know.” cried Marie. “Mom, come sit down.” said David. Marie kept crying. “It’s going to be alright, Angelica will be just fine.” said David. “Aunt Lori what happened?” ask Simone. “We were all asleep, then Angelica started screaming, she was crying and complaining about her head, she said that her head was hurting real bad, so Marie went and got a warm towel and placed it on her forehead, but she was still in pain, so I called the ambulance, when they arrived Marie and I rushed to the door to let them in and when they rushed to the back, they said Angelica had no pulse.” “Oh my God.” said Simone. “Have the Doctor or anyone spoken to you?” ask David. “No, just before you both arrived, they rushed her in the back.” said Marie. They all sat and
Suena was walking home and she felt like she was being followed, but she thought it was because of the horror movie she watched the night before. It was about a twenty minute walk for Surena to get home and she often enjoyed but that day she didn’t enjoy it. When she got home there was a note on her fridge from her mother saying she’ll be back in a couple of hours and that there was leftovers in the fridge. She still had that icky feeling that someone was watching her, she kept saying in her head that it was just the horror movie scaring her. Her dog Belle was eating the couch again, when her mom got home she’d be mad. Surena went up stairs to her bedroom and forgot to lock the door that day, when her mother warned her many times before to
“She’s going to be mad, I really hope you know what you’re doing girl.” said Lisa. “I do.” Lisa and the crew left. Angelica sat in the waiting room, praying that Nine is okay. Hours had passed, Angelica dosed off, while sleeping the Doctor and the police walked up to her and said, “Excuse me Ma'am, Are you related to the deceased?” “Deceased.” said Angelica. The police said, “Maam, Are you related to her?” “No I’m not, I’m just a friend.” “Well, Maam it was brought to our attention that the deceased was brought in by you and other females, Where are the rest of the females who brought her in?” ask the police. “They left.” answered Angelica. “Maam, Come with us, we need to ask you a couple of questions.” said the officer. “I can’t, I have to get home.” said Angelica. “Please, come with us now, if you refused to come with us and answer a couple of questions we’ll be forced to hold you for 24 hours.” Angelica got up and followed the police officer to the
One day there was the new family moving into that one goes near or walk by. It was their first day in Douglas, Georgia. Their names were Tamesha Burch and Doran Burch, the dad. Jakobe Burch and Jamesha Burch, the twins, Doran Jr. Burch, their brother. They got out their cars and walked slowly into the house they opened the fence door. They walked on the stairs, they were creaking. Doran walked in first and yelled,’’Is anyone in here?’’ Everybody walked slowly behind him. They walked into the house and the door slammed behind them and they heard a loud screech from the backyard and went outside to see what it was………….there was nothing there. They walked farther out there a black cat jumped out of the bushes and limped towards the family and spurred on their leg. Doran asked,’’Can we keep him mom
Cultures can shape the identities of individuals. Kingston identity was shape by Chinese and Chinese American culture. "No Name Woman," begins with a talk-story, about Kingston’ aunt she never knew. The aunt had brought disgrace upon her family by having an illegitimate child. In paragraph three, “she could not have been pregnant, you see, because her husband had been gone for years” (621). This shows that Kingston’s aunt had an affair with someone and the result was her pregnancy. She ended up killing herself and her baby by jumping into the family well in China. After hearing the story, Kingston is not allowed to mention her aunt again. The ideas of gender role-play an important role in both cultures. Kingston in her story “No Name
‘’I think i'm going to wake up mom’’ She whispered to herself. She gets up and carefully walks downstairs. ‘’Mom wake up’’ Mary didn't wake up so Lauren says is again but louder. ‘’ Mom wake up!’’ Still nothing so Lauren lightly punches Mary's arm. Mary wakes up. ‘’ What the hell was that for?’’ Mary shouted. ‘’ I didn't even hit you that hard, i'm sorry if I did I was trying to wake you up.’’ Mary lifts up her sleeve and sees
It was a damp and dark night. Amanda was eating dinner and watching tv while her parents were getting ready to go to sleep. While watching tv Amanda was watching the news. There was a cannibal serial killer on the loose. Not thinking much of it she put her leftovers in the fridge and told her parents good night. While brushing her teeth before bed she could faintly hear a bang and clatter in the basement. Thinking it was just her dad looking for something she went to bed. While in bed she heard some bizarre noises from the downstairs. Thinking it was just her mind playing tricks with the dying rain she fell asleep. She woke up again in the middle of the night and thought she heard footsteps but she played it off as her fuzzy mind playing tricks
Beauty. Such a word cannot be described easily. A word that in itself, is beautiful in a million different ways. Beauty is a strong word. Strong. That’s what Mary taught me how to be. She showed me how to see the world differently. From a new perspective. To see yourself from a different perspective. To not listen to what others had to say about the way you looked or the way you dressed. To look past what people saw and to see yourself in a way nobody else could comprehend. Death is beautiful and tragic. The beauty in it is knowing that they’re safe. Knowing that they are no longer suffering. Mary made this world different. She made it beautiful. She changed my life and many others around her. Mary was beautiful. She couldn’t be explained with
I arrived at a small town called Nazareth in Galilee. It was a quiet night there. All the house were dark and looked scary, but I knew why they looked liked that. All the people living in the house were sleeping. Anyways, I was searching for a specific person’s house. That person’s name was Mary. She was a young girl, about 11 I supposed. When I arrived at her house, she was sleeping. It looks like she had a hard time sleeping, I thought to myself when I saw the look on her face. Well, time to do what I was sent to do. I shook Mary and woke her up. When she saw me, she screamed. “Who are you!?” she asked in fright, her face as white as snow.