Comparative Essay on the short stories “He-y Come on ou-t” and “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” There are many strategies people use to help cope with their problems, most of which involve solving what caused the problem in the first place. What people should never do, but sometimes try anyway, is to push off the problem so they don’t have to deal with it. This should never be done because this doesn’t solve anything, and the root cause will often manifest and cause a much larger problem. The two short stories “He-y, come on ou-t” and “The secret life of Walter Mitty” both explore a way people try to put problems off- and how it ultimately impacts them in a negative way. These two stories relate to each other because they both show that in the end, your problems won’t just disappear. Choosing to forget and ignore a problem will not help solve anything.
In the short story “He-y, come on ou-t!” , A hurricane which swept past a small town has recently passed. The town itself has survived without too much damage but, an old shrine that used to stand nearby has been toppled over. Surprisingly, now that the shrine is gone, the townsfolk notice that there is a large hole underneath where the shrine used to be. An eager young man is the first to notice, he yells into the hole “He-y, come on ou-t!” He then throws in a pebble to gauge the depth the hole, but the pebble never seems to hit the bottom. Soon, Scientists come and try to find out how deep the hole is, but even with
“No,” I scream, “get off me.” Tears obscure my vision, but soon release, streaking down my face. My body thrashes as I attempt to liberate myself from his grasp.
While listening to the StoryCorps stories, three of the five that I chose to focus on all have something in common. Each story depicts in some sort of way that hard work goes a long way in life. The stories I listen to were, “Anytime they had a stunt to do with a black actor, they would paint these white guys in blackface.” “The way that I look at my job as a vendor, I am a professional athlete.” and “All of a sudden Dr. King drove down the street.” These three stories showed that when you work hard, good things come to you. The “black actors” story talked about two men who wanted to become stuntmen for real actors. These two men were rejected from many films but continued practicing in parks, and on the streets. They would dive off park bleachers
THE WOODS APPEARED completely and utterly empty. Climbing up onto one of the guard platforms beside Bellamy and Clarke, there was nothing that she could visibly spot hiding between the trees. Both her and Bellamy searched for anyone in the scopes of their weapons, but there was nothing.
“We got to get him tested?” She smiled. “Is your blood still itching for Reno to scratch it?”
Brett smirked in reply, his eyes moving from Elena's body and dripping pussy to trail the movement of the cube up, then locking on her face. As gorgeous as the woman's form was, and the many temptations she had to offer, he was entranced by her features, and her expressions and moans as he dripped the cold water onto his skin had his already aching shaft threatening to rip through the seams of his boxers.
“I fell,” Madge answers through gritted teeth, clutching her calf tightly as she blinks out tears from her eyes as quickly as she can. It was just her luck that she’d fall off the wall like a complete idiot right after being told to quit. Maybe the odds really weren’t in her favor.
“He had never slept in a better bed, Rainford decided”. General Zaroff fell asleep fast suddenly he heard a big BANG. He went outside to see nothing, all he saw was a dark forest he was in the middle of nowhere and now he is hearing stuff. “what is going on with me” he said. He went back inside and tried to wrap his mind around what just happened. He just couldn’t get it straight, so he decided to go back to sleep this time he woke up to a scream. HELP ME!!!! He jumped up so fast and ran outside but again he didn’t see anything, this time he got his shoe’s and decided to find out what was going on, so he ran out into the dark forest. All he saw was monkeys swinging in the tree’s, but he asked himself “why in the world are monkeys up at
You growled and lashed out at the boy who stood in front of you with a knife wielded in their hand. The person simply dodged and kicked in the back of your legs,making you fall back onto the muddy grass that you were training on.
“I would still be running and screaming ‘get him out of here,'” Sylvia said and laughed.
The deeper we go, the louder it gets, the Black Market alive, even at three o'clock in the afternoon when people should be at work. It is a Monday, after all.
1. The house was set in the middle of a field or at least what used to be a field. As I walked into the house, I could smell rot all around me. I could feel the chill of the house creeping into my bones-I could almost taste it. To my left was a broken table, with a dusty old vase next to it. In front of me were some stairs. I walked up those stairs, and with each step I could hear the stairs creak beneath me, just waiting for a chance to snap. I looked up when I got to the top, and in front of me was a room that seemed to be an old kitchen, to my left a bedroom, and to my right a small closet. I entered the kitchen. In the shelves were a few old food cans. There were a sink and a table. Nothing much to see in there. I walked into the
Remus, seeing strait through the fake interest growled and let Moony take over his mind. He said nothing but instead rammed into the door. He bounced off it and went to do it again, this time he let his magic aid him and swirl around him as he came in contact with the sturdy wood.
I was in the house looking at the sheriff suits that Deanna gave Rick and I and Rick walked in through the door and I said "I don't know if this is some kind of play, handing authority to strangers.The authority to break up fistfights.If it was just that, she should have given one of these to Daryl."Rick said "I don't know if it's for us or for them. Or maybe Deanna's trying to get rid of us and them.You put these jackets on me and you, have the people see it.If that's the play, that'd be smart. And she seems smart.Smart for then or smart for now?" This is now.- Rick was cut off by the sound of some bushes rustling and said "Come out! Now!" Aaron stepped out and asked You can tell the difference between walkers and humans by sound?Can you
Then faster than any of us could blink, he’s in front of Jeen with a hand through her chest and out her back. His fingers squeeze a chunk of spine as she gasps and drowns in her own blood. He tosses her as if a broken rag doll. She bounces once, blood splashing into my face as she lands at my feet, dead.
After about ten minutes or so he noticed that Louis was becoming restless again. He sighed and began to rocked with the boy trying to calm him.