Everyone knew. Even though they tried to hide the reality, I figured it out. Flora, or Funky Flora, is what people call me at school. My parents were journalists who stay cooped up in their offices transcribing a premium book about Mount Fiji. Consistently, I keep thinking about my only best friend who was a talented girl, named Stella, who unfortunately passed away a few weeks back. I know that you are thinking of a car accident or a common accident that happens everyday. Well, let me give you a
she sat the whole family down in the living room, as she breathed in a deep breath my stomach churned uneasily. When the words escaped her lips I broke down, I didn’t care if I was acting like a baby. “Guys, the surgery didn’t go too well. Granny’s gone.” Those words changed my life forever. My mother later
have a voice? He barged into my room confused, you could tell by his left eyebrow high in his forehead. I watched him as he scattered throughout my room looking for me. Waiting for him to notice me I slowly try to flop my way out of the room. “ She's gone, she's not here, she snuck out of the house and didn't come back. She's going to be in
I looked up at the school towering in front of me, the one thing I didn't realize was the shadow staring down at me from the top floor window. I lived in a little town named BlackSmithing. A school was built and was opened right away. I was not excited for the school, knowing that the only people signing up to be a teacher there were the meanest men and ladies. They named the school BlackSmith School, the most pain and boring name in the whole world. The first day of school, I saw all of my friends
Seven tick bites, one dog bite, and a garter snake bite. Summer was here apparently. That and every wild critter out there was hungry today. It was a busy night in the emergency department. When her shift ended at 11:30pm she was still wide awake. The prospect of going home to an empty house was a downer. “Hey Lynn, do you want to go do something? I don’t feel like going home yet.” “Sure, I’m betting Bob’s asleep anyway. What do you have in mind?” “I don’t know. What is there to do on a Friday
Gone by: Michael Grant Book Project #1 Isaac Breon List of events: Sam Temple is sitting in his history class when his teacher disappears into thin air. Sam and his friends, Quinn and Astrid soon realize that it wasn’t just their teacher, but any human being that was the age of 15 or older has disappeared. The town turns quickly turns to a frenzy, when all of the younger kids start roaming the streets looking for their parents. The really young kids, between the ages of 1-9 years-old have absolutely
sides are made of rock and they reach their rigid hands up to the sky. When the sun falls, pinks, purples, and oranges paint over the landscape. It looks almost mystical. It is here that we are taught never to go. Although the danger seems to be gone in the summer months, very few venture out into the gorge. They say it’s beautiful, that the stars have never looked as bright as they did staring up at them passed those strange bony fingers. However, I refuse to see the beauty in such evil. Even
As I watched my families car pull out of my driveway, I felt like a piece of me was leaving as well. My eyes, feeling like a dam that had just burst open, could hardly open enough to gaze at my family waving goodbye. The rather short street seemed to stretch on forever as I watched the bright lights of the car slowly disappear, wishing they could just stop and never leave my sight. Despite my immense sadness, I saw the beautiful sunrise painting the sky with brilliant shades of orange and pink,
instead of experiencing it alone and be able to live their lives together, not separately. “It got to the point where my imaginings no longer included her.” (Line 6-7) Once the woman disappears this causes the man to come to a conclusion that she may be gone forever, and makes him overthink the question of her return and eventually exclude her from his future through his strong imagination. As the
Intertextuality is the relationship between texts, or the way that one text is similar/influenced by another through techniques such as literary devices and narrative elements. Gone is a novel written by ‘Michael Grant’, and was published by ‘Harpercollins’ in 2008. In the book, everyone over the age of fifteen in the town of Perdido Beach disappears, with a dome barricading those left inside. The kids are left to survive on their own, with some developing powers after a nuclear explosion in the