Lassie: A Narrative Fiction

The poem uses a first person point of view to the report the thoughts of a character awaiting the arrival of a winter storm, which has been signaled by the building of clouds, the “pressing tide” and the “turning wind” (11. 1-3). While she prepares for the storms arrival. The character reflects in “winter at sea and winter in the soul” (1. 16), suggesting that something in her past has forced this life of isolation. The choice to face the storm alone has been forced upon her. As readers, we are drawn into this situation by sympathizing with the characters thoughts and actions: and so the poem leads us to ask questions about our own

When Bray describes the “rain lashed against the window shutters” sound imagery and sight imagery are provoked. The reader can visualize the rain pounding on the windows and also hear the sound of the rain against the windows. Which not only, commits to the mood of suspense by the violent sounds and image, but also the anxiousness for the welfare of the character. The wind is such a compelling force “not even the most sheltered flame, [is] proof against the howling winds.” The visual imagery of this quote reveals how powerful the winds are.

McKnight Malmar’s story, “The Storm”, is a suspenseful short story about a woman, later in the story revealed to be named Janet, coming home to an empty house with no sign of her husband, Ben. The story is told in third person limited point of view where the reader follows Janet who has to process her husband being gone, and finding the lifeless body of a woman while alone in her isolated home during a thunderstorm. The story starts with Janet being excited and relieved to come home to her husband, where she imagines a kind, almost platonic Ben to welcome her home by kissing her cheeks and touching her shoulders (Malmar, Pg. 1). Through the progression of the story, Janet uses her time alone to shift her happy thoughts of Ben into doubt and reason. During the storm, Janet is able to see her life with Ben as the abusive relationship it truly is.

To many, a storm is a peaceful thing. It brings life with its rain, changing the land into a fertile green paradise. However, when thinking of a storm, people tend to forget the natural disasters that are also categorized under such name. Hurricanes and tornados, types of extreme storms, bring anything but life. They rip centuries-old trees up by their roots, tear entire houses away from their foundations, even take the lives of innocent men, women, and children, destroying whole towns in their wrath and leaving chaos in their wake. Such a storm is the central plot point in Hilbun’s short story, Hope. It details the struggle of a father and son

Tense, she fixed her eyes upon the clock, listening. There were two winds: the wind in flight, and the wind that pursued. The one sought refuge in the eaves, whimpering, in fear; the other assailed it there, and shook the eaves apart to make it flee again. Once as she listened this first wind sprang inside the room, distraught like a bird that has felt the graze of talons on its wing; while furious the other wind shook the walls…only to return—to return and quake among the feeble eaves, as if in all this dust-mad wilderness it knew no other sanctuary. (Ross, 423)

It was dark outside and the moon and the stars had already made their way up on the sky. Tonight was a night like any other: Bucky had gone to the bar to pick up a nice dame, only this time he went home a little earlier than intended. He fumbled with the keys once he had reached his and Steve's apartment, stumbling inside with a grin when he had finally managed to open the door, obviously very drunk. As usual, Steve was sitting on the couch with his sketchbook in his lap, concentrated on whatever he was drawing while listening to the radio. Bucky made his way to where Steve was seated and leaned over his shoulder, looking at the drawing.

Kate Chopin opens her story with the storm brewing, which keeps Calixta’s husband away from her stormy passions. She makes the storm so natural that one can never foreshadow what the storm symbolizes. The storm is always depicted as something dangerous, and destructive, but Chopin depicts the storm in her story as something that is good, and fulfilling. The characters were happy, and fulfilled after the storm ended instead of it causing destructions.

I wanted to say I'm sorry for the Instagram pages and all of the rude stuff that I had said. I realize that it was stupid and ignorant and that I had gone too far as soon as I made the page. Yeah, we had our issues, but that was over until I had brought it up again and dragged you back into it and I'm sorry for that. I admit that the whole idea was out of anger and stupidity and I acted on it instead of just letting it go or even talking to you if it had really bothered me to the point of all of this. I honestly regret ever making the account and ruining your morning, I'm sorry. If this bothers you after, then if you feel comfortable, we can talk, no drama, no pages, no talking behind backs just talk. If not I am okay with that,

A hush fell over the crowd as Petie raised his arm for silence, as they waited eagerly to see what this performance was going to show. Timkin, Bruno and Crystal began walking to Petie’s side, diverting the crowd’s attention to them as Petie furtively hid his flute from plain sight up his sleeve.

Stanza two and three depicts two types of storms, one externally and one internally, that are bound to happen. As the storm persists, the speaker observes that “weather abroad / And weather in the heart alike come on / Regardless of prediction.” The speaker associates the storm currently happening as a parallel to the troubles he has metaphorically. The “weather abroad” speaks of the disorder present outside of his sentiments. Even though predictions or storm warnings can aid people in toughing through the occurrence, such as stocking up on food and basic disaster supplies, the storm is imminent either way; the weather cannot be manipulated and it will continue to bring forth destruction. Meanwhile, in regards to the emotional state of the speaker, it is of the heart. An individual can attempt to brace themselves in the face of trying times that will weather away the heart, however, they can’t hinder the turmoil set to come. The speaker “can only close the shutters” to the storm raging outside or within. However, by closing the only way he can view the turbulent storm, either from the house or within oneself, he is closing his eyes to the destruction, choosing to be blind to it. Nevertheless, the storm will go forth and wreak havoc that will remain for an extended period of time, engendering suffering. Instruments may well predict the storm, but it is unavoidable and the outcome depends on what one does with the

It began as a sharp whisper in the air,a kind of whisper that pierced the eardrum ceaselessly to foreshadow a harsh rain.It hissed harshly refusing to be ignored,the sky then shook,signaling the monstrous wind to destroy every feeble object in its path.This chaos was eerily beautiful and the sound that it carried was sweet euphoric music to my ears.I rested on a bench completely obscured from view in the Noel backyard.

“They did not heed the crashing torrents, and the roar of the elements made her laugh as she lay in his arms” (page. 396) The storm reaches its climax, as do Calixta and Alcee, and in his arms she is no longer scared, she now laughs at the roaring storm. “The growl of the thunder was distant and passing away. The rain beat softly upon the shingles…” (p. 396). The storm is passing, the threat is over

As we all know, a storm is a better known as a serious disturbance of any element of nature. In the short story, by Kate Chopin, the use of "The Storm" is attributed to many different things. It is a symbol throughout the story that can have an impact on different views. The aspect of the word creates definition to the subjects of the short story as a whole. Chopin expose her reflecting views on the society during the 19th century by giving readers the understanding of how "The Storm" reflects the role of women, the nature of marriage, and the nature of sexual desire during her time.

The author’s frightening story, “The Storm” has all the expected things that a good scary story should have. It has a story line that gains suspense throughout the story, there is irony, and there is lots of

“Storm Warnings,” true to its literal subject matter, possesses flowy sweeping syntax created by the strategic use of commas and phrasing to draw parallels between the physical oncoming winds and the gales of life. The author crafts a long run-on sentence that spans the first stanza and carries on into the latter portion of the second to mirror the continuous flowing of windy weather and the forward motion of life. Once the speaker notices the brewing storm, they “walk from window to closed window, watching boughs strain against the sky.” In this portion of the affromented run-on sentence, alliteration, rhythm, and the repetition of words all contribute to the impression of movement. The various “w” sounds at the beginnings of words and the repetition of the word “window” create a sensation of continuously flowing forward, especially when read aloud; the comma adds a small swirling pause to the rhythm, which is then soon after resumed with the word “watching.” Just as the poem rhythmically moves forward with its long phrases connected with frequent commas, so must life carry on with each additional experience, whether it be misfortunes or joys. The elongated syntax allows all these elements to work together within sentences to highlight the similarities between physical storms and emotional struggle and to stress the inevitability of predicaments in life.