Tessie-Personal Narrative

Once the Hutchinson family was chosen by the black dot, Tessie’s attitude towards the occasion changed. She became agitated and insisted on, “[starting] over,” (paragraph 62) to lessen her chances of winning. In fact, she suggested something most mothers would scorn her for--adding her daughter and son-in-law, Eva and Don, so they could, “take their chance.” (paragraph 51) Finally, the winner of the lottery was announced, and it was Tessie. Her attitude changed again from slightly agitated to furious and scared as she screamed, “It isn’t fair, it isn’t right!” (paragraph 81)

“The Lottery” takes place on a warm sunny summer day of June 27, 1948 in New England. The small farming village all gather around ten o’clock around the post office and the bank for the yearly harvest for the lottery. This village is very small compared to other villages, this particular village has only about three hundred people and we know that because the lotter only takes about two hours where other take days. The

First of all I was in my dark room with the only light being my t.v, I playing Xbox with my friend Skylar, we were playing Rainbow Six Siege a counter terrorism shooter. It was a late on a dark, stormy night, it was bomb objective and only I was left on the team to face five other enemies defusing the bomb and I slowly and stealthy with his silenced pistol picked off about two enemies outside the objective roaming and then pulled out his primary the 416-C Assault Rifle and went in blazing in the objective and his heart was racing he picked off another two enemies and that’s when he began guarding the defuser waiting to find the last enemy. “Can you search cams Skylar?” I asked Skylar.

After walking in on his sub cheating on him with the security guard, Taden McIntire had decided it was time to make a change. He wanted to have a life where he didn’t hate himself at the end of the day like he did working on Wall Street. Reading an advertisement for new entrepreneurs in the small southern town of Cedar Falls, Taden decided to roll the dice and move.

Bethany Hamilton screamed "I got attached by a shark". Her friend Alana, her dad Holt, and her brother Bryan rushed to get to her. Holt got there first, staring at her arm being gone, but stops because he knew if he didin't hurry she would die of blood loss. Bryan called 911, and waited for the ambulance. When the ambulance came, they rushed to get her to the hospital. A couple of hours went by, Bethany got out of surgery. After all the visits and stuff she asked when can she get back in the water? The Doctor said it would take a long time for her to get use to having only one arm. The doctor talked a lot but all she could think of was the ocean. Thats when she made a promise to be on a surfboard by Thanksgiving Day.

While reading the story you can image the time period even though it’s not stated, just the description of the ladies following in the men with the children gives you an idea of the time period, I would guess early 1800’s. The story gives you a description of the day on June 27th but the reader can picture the rest just by reading the details in the story. The story also gives great background information on how the people were raised. They show this by saying the lottery has been taking place for seventy-seven years by referring to an older man who took part in it for this time

The Author, Shirley Jackson describes a fictional story, "The Lottery", about a little town and their traditions. The village looks like a normal and beautiful town, where the people are hard workers and friendly person. The town is a middle class town, where kids usually attend school, women are stay in home wives, and men's usually work on farms. Although the town looks like an ordinary village, is not the same on June 27th.

Amy sits in the driver's seat of the car. According to her father two o'clock on a Sunday is the best time to drive. It's 'too late for brunch and too early for barbeques'. Her hands grip the steering wheel tightly.

I was left there by her for a month it was hopeless I just stopped looking unable to do anything, imagine my surprise when I see Mrs. Price holding me and tossing me around asking “Who’s sweater is this?” I thought my owner, Phyllis Lopez would say that I belonged to her. But to my surprise, she, along with everyone else said “Not mine” “How rude” I thought to myself. Then that awfully mean girl Sylvia Saldivar said "I think it belongs to Rachel." which it wasn't, and if that wasn't bad enough Mrs. Price, who I’m convinced is worse than Sylvia Saldivar believes her and plops me on Rachels desk. She looks down at me and tries to make words but all I hear is no, I don’t, that’s not but finally, she manages to say “Not mine”. Mrs. Price ignores

Helene has taken ill Clémence, and although healers are attending to her needs, I cannot help but still be left with this anxiety ... My own Mother and sister have not cared to have taken the time to write me with this information, and while you truly have my thanks for making me aware of this situation, I am still left to wonder why.

Hola Diana, hope it's not too hot over there for you. That story about the baby dolphin is terrible, yet another tale of how stupid and uncaring people can be. That series with Chris Packham was on here not too long ago, Next time you watch it see what year it was made, we've had 2 series of it I think. He presents winter watch , spring watch and autumn watch with 2 other presenters, they put cameras next to bird's nests and badger sets to see how they all live and feed their young, it's a really good programme. I'll post this bit while I can, next part after I've had my tea.

Amy, for as long as she could remember, always loved going to bookstores. Looking at all those shelves full of books she had yet to read and experience the stories written within, gave her sense of calm and excitement she could not achieve any other way. When she was reading, she felt as if she was being taken into another world, another universe, where she could be herself without the dreading fear of society judging her every move. She felt happy. Happy and not alone. But she knew that feeling would not last. It never did.

We were sitting on the back patio when we heard the familiar rumble of our gardener’s truck. Standing, my husband and I greeted Steven as he entered through the back gate. He waved, and we exchanged a few words about what needed attention. He noticed things about our garden that I would have never seen. As he started working, I sat down and watched him. He was by no means a young man. I would have put him in his mid-fifties. He was very tan, and had dark brown hair, but his eyes were greener than the grass he was watering. I watched, amazed, as he made his way carefully throughout the garden, checking each and every plant. It was clear to me that he loved what he was doing.

Hello i am allison i'm 7 years old and my mom died when i was three but i can bring her back to life i have always wanted to see my mommy i did not really get the chance to spend time with her. my dad does not like me but that's ok i have my friend maddison… ok let's get to the real thing here this is my story. i live in a brick house small of course one day when i was walking to school with my best friend maddison. we were talking and i brought up the question “did you know i have the powers to bring back the dead?”( i made it up.) maddison looked at me like i was crazy. “seriously prove it” she said. “ok fine i will do you have any relatives that you truly love?” i asked. She replied, “i do my brother.” i thought for a moment knowing i was

I awake to the chill of a heavy water drop. My eyes slowly open. I’m lying down my eyes facing the ceiling, another water droplet falls to my cheek I whip it away and gradually get to my feet. I don’t know how I got here, or even remember what exactly happen. The only thing I remember is, is –