Where am I?" I was so lost, and confused. The voice tried to calm me down, and despite my confusion, it was comforting. It felt good to finally talk to someone, someone that seemed to care, and wanted to comfort me. The voice explained that I was safe now, and I could not hurt anymore. It had been such a long time since I had carried on a real conversation like this, it was such a pure feeling. A feeling of raw happiness, that I hadn't felt in a long time. Yet this whole time, I still had no idea where I was. The voice became even softer. "Can you hear the rumble that's calling?" I didn't know what this meant, but I knew one thing. There was something peculiar about the way this voice spoke. It spoke in a way that no human being would ever really speak in, almost like he was speaking in poetry. However, when he spoke these words, I was confused. I tried to understand, almost as if he was calling out to me. He wanted me to join him. He said I would be free forever, and be ridded of all of my worries, my sadness. "I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart," he spoke softly. I began to understand now, he was telling me he felt my pain, that he understood. Finally, I had found someone, someone that understood my pain, my suffering. I would pray at night just to be freed from this pain. "You're a candle casting a faint glow, but you and I see eye to eye," he claimed as he began to speak a bit louder. The way in which he spoke was difficult for me to understand,
I lay down on smy stomach, on the near horizontal seat and placed my head near the tinted windshield, and my feet on the pedals near the back. The exhaust spit out flames as I placed my hands on the protruding steering handles and felt the engine roar with exitement beneath
Imagine living in a small town where there are so many natural disasters; such as sinkholes, lighting strikes, muck fires, and nighttime freezes that threaten to kill groves of tangerines. These many events occur in the novel titled Tangerine written by Edward Bloor. A boy named Paul Fisher just moved from Houston Texas to a county in Florida named Tangerine and already starting to have problems in his school such as bullying. Being known as the Eclipse Boy or Mars is a terrible feeling for a new student to go through in a new school. Not only is Paul Fisher being bullied in his school, but also within his own home by his dissolute brother Erik, who only cares about the “ Erik Fisher football dream.”
The first day went fairly well, driving around Baltimore and Washington DC in bumper to bumper traffic was very hectic. Silently, I prayed the traffic would be lighter for the rest of the trip.
engine, I stepped on the hot black asphalt. I look behind the car at the boat almost brighter at the sight of the lake, but that’s just my imagination. I look in the direction of a car door slamming.
I gulp in a huge nervous lump and shakily opened the door. My mouth was going dry, I look around and I didn't see anything. I was probably being paranoid, I mean can't blame me my car just got shack.
The voice said, 'I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds, as great as they are. I have survived so far, miraculously.