Small Deep Serving Dish With A Cover

It was then that I remembered. I would have picked it up sooner, had it not been for Hector’s actions. As I looked at the pencil in the dead man’s eyes, I remembered the notepad he had flung at us. This time I did pick it up off the ground, and I flicked through it rapidly.

Within the tittle Leslie uses an Alliteration “Vanishing”. Signalling the troubling reality that handwriting is disappearing, It grabs the attention of the audience straight away appealing to a sense of fear and worry that handwriting is dying trend. The first Pictures places with the article is a neat old fountain pen placed over a paragraph of artistically crafted writing. The picture is visually showing us

“Hello Mrs.James,is your son, Douglas around the king is asking to speak with him,if that’s fine with you?”The deliver asked

I was kept off the page by the letter 'A,' which was written down on the third blank.

He said as the men around him laughed. He then proceeded to chant a story about something along the lines of “Queen Mab”, which then I realized was just a long talk about

Katie feels sick thinking of nothing. She has forgotten to remember. And yet she begins scribbling on the notebook a bit, than writes, and does not stop until she remembers. A single poem was left for her to read over the

As Lupus was about to put the note away, from the corner of his eye, he saw more writing.

"My brother is the King of kings and Lord of lords who will rule France directly or indirectly. It's a question of how he will rule. If you will excuse me, I have a plane to catch."

But one of the papers were ruined. For a clean kitchen, it’s a strange thing to keep. Not only that, but judging from how ruined the printing turned out unlike the rest, it must’ve been the person’s first time printing a paper. The poem is difficult to read with all the black smudges and

As he heard her footsteps approaching the bottom of the staircase he took a moment to take in his surroundings before transitioning himself to the small coffee table beside him which was accompanied by a small cup of tea sitting on a thin pile of stained paper. He began write: A New

The village people became anxious, as they wanted to known who received the paper with the black dot on it. The people of the village began to say, "It's Hutchinson. It's Bill," "Bill Hutchinson's got it" (Jackson). Mrs. Hutchinson began shouting that it was not fair, and that Mr. Hutchinson was not permitted enough time to draw from the box. The people of the village began telling Mrs. Hutchinson that everything was done correctly and to "be a good sport" (Jackson). Mr. Summers asked Mr. Hutchinson how many people were in his family. Mr. Hutchinson answered with the number five. Mr. Summers then took four pieces of blank paper and the one paper with the black dot on it, and placed the five pieces of paper back into the "black box" (Jackson). The Hutchinson family would have to do the drawing all over again, except whoever received the paper with the black dot on it would be the one stoned. As the family opened their papers, they had taken from the box Mrs. Hutchinson stood holding the black dot. Mr. Summers then announced, "Let's finish quickly" (Jackson). Mrs. Hutchinson was standing in the center of

His usually monthly ritual was carefully to pull the tattered index card from his shirt pocket and ask to borrow a pencil. He'd whisper to himself as he licked the end of the pencil and struggled through the subtraction of everything that was eating away his social security check.

The teacher asked the student to expunge the marker off of the dry erase board.

The blank paper stared up at Penny. The whiteness was almost blinding. She picked up her small pencil and scratched it along the paper. Chhhh. It made a small curved line. It was Thin, Black and lonely.

A pause screamed out the silence of a mind that whirred and Iracun allowed himself to pick up the pen once more. A small recollection of being, just for him.