Short Story Chapter 1

In the mid-nineteenth century Romantic trend in American Literature, authors often used the idea of “walls’ that human beings place between themselves and others both physically and symbolically. Unlike a fence of gate, which imply a way in or out, a wall is a sound structure. A wall is a barrier to block someone else out, or is it used to block yourself in?

He questions the neighbor about the building, and knows that the constant building of the wall is useless and unnecessary. The narrator is conscious of the fact that a wall between them is a barrier. He does not see the point of having one. While he questions the neighbor about their actions, he is actually the one who seeks out the neighbor to repair the wall, although he is ‘against’ it. The narrator is unconsciously wanting to keep the wall between them.

Entering the giant forest, I saw tunnel log, a fallen Sequoia that was carved into a tunnel. Driving through the tunnel log I saw writings from other people and ancient tree rings. Climbing on top

The Labyrinth was alive, new tunnels were branching off in every direction, walls were erupting from the ground blocking our paths. It felt as if the maze was rotating, the

This pushed him to want out even faster. Grabbing hold of the pillar he began to climb the old fashioned way, one block at a time. It took him every bit of an hour to climb to the very top of the pillar but finally he made it.

They’re trying to find the exit by solving the Maze. After few days a girl was delivered with the message: ‘She’s the last one’. After her arrival everything changed: no more deliveries of supplies and no closing walls of the Maze. Thomas and Minho discover that the movements of the walls of the Maze are codes

I stood and waited for the decision to be made. The anticipation was gnawing into my brain, feeding my adrenaline levels. As soon as he said ‘Go like a whip’ I was off, screaming at people to move out of the way. I pushed and shoved past the wounded men, my heart only briefly feeling sadness for those people before I pressed it aside and sprinted on. My dark hair stuck to my sweaty face as I ran. I then met the place with no hope of crossing. This path was quicker but a heck of a lot more dangerous. My first attempt to cross failed and I ended up on my back, my breath heavy in my lungs. I stood, my blue eyes darting across the barrier ahead of me, then sprinted as fast as I could, barely making it alive. I collapsed again at the other side, panting and

The two men were fit and in good training to tame the beast, they were bold enough to try the “one push” method of climbing. This method is where carried all their gear on there backs instead of establishing caches along the route. They also limited their supplies to reduce there weight and planned to go up and down as quickly as

One reason that was hindering the speaker to try to get through the wall was fear. He listed several ways he could escape but it seemed doubtful and unsafe to him. The lines “there are methods of torture/for extracting clues…there are zepplins/helicopter, rockets, bombs/bettering rams/armies with trumpets/whose all at one blast/shatters the foundations,” shows imagery of violence which

The Extreme Sports Athlete Mark Wellman shows Samugl Saintizaire, a freshman physical education major from Boynton Beach, Florida, about how to climb rock walls by using some other helpful tools to complete

It was a windless day and hot as we approached the plateau of Masada by cable car. There are other ways to access the high mountain. One is by the Snake Trail route from the east side by the Dead Sea. The other is from the Roman Ramp Trail on the west side.

Our group moves closer. Slabs of rock, the size of a car, replace the dense forest on either side. These slabs are made of steel grey layers stacked on top of each other, with green specks of moss covering them. Further ahead, the rough dirt path suddenly slopes downward, as if entering a deep cave. I see the bottom. A slab the size of a semi-truck is sunk into the ground. This semi-truck feels like it is made of sandpaper; it scrapes my hand as I hold it for support. The faint drone of conversation stops. Around me, the forest becomes quiet enough for every step to sound like thunder. I approach the entrance; inside it is as black as coal and what light enters appears to never leave. Here, I stand at the edge of an abyss: somehow darker than when I close my eyes, and somehow quieter than when I plug my ears. Yet in the black abyss I can see fear: the eight red eyes of a giant spider, the loose rock on the edge of a high cliff, and the realization of failure. The unknown surrounds me ahead, while light promises safety behind. I step forward. Inside the hole, the smell of grass and earth fade away. Darkness envelops me, a mask that forces me to navigate by touch. Within the boulder, the walls and floor feel as frigid and smooth

can't climb it. The wall can't be climbed so the only way to go over it is to fly over and you need a

At twilight, Camelot’s army had arrived at the Vale and Arthur immediately dispatched scouts to survey the area. Based on the reports and the overall appearance of the landscape, the king and men determined the rocky and secluded ledge just above the vale was a prime location from which Morgane and her men could conduct an ambush. If the scouts hadn’t been meticulous in their work, the entrance could have been easily missed.

It’s inconceivable how many lives Everest has taken, yet numerable bodies still remain on the steep, snow muffled, rocky slopes of the mountain. The following lines really emphasize how lucky a climber would be to climb everest and live to tell the tale; ‘And the summit ridge was fanged and cruel, Fanged and cruel, bitter and bare.’ These lines use repetition to emphasize and get the picture of how dangerous the journey is. Here are another pair of lines from the poem; ‘And now with a sickening shock, They saw before them a towering wall’ The poem continues on about how hard the climbers worked to maneuver across the dangerous ridgelines only to find a ‘towering wall’, the last obstacle before the summit. Hillary and Tenzing eventually overcome