The Barretts: A Short Story

“The cause of death was dust pneumonia, but I think she couldn’t go on without Haydon. When Ma died, I didn’t want to go on,

And then I seized with a fear that she looked like this because she was dead. She had died when I was having terrible thoughts about her. I had wished her out of my life, and she had acquiesced, floating out of her body to escape my terrible hatred. ‘Ma!’ I said sharply, ‘Ma!’ I whined, starting to cry. (180)

Some stones are taller, while others are shorter, some are round on top, while others are flat. All stones are natural. None of the stones were refurbished, coincidentally, the stones look as though they have just been dug out of the Earth. If a stone was placed in a location other than a cemetery, and one did not know better, he or she may be inclined to assume that the stone had no significance. The appearance of the stones is symbolic of the modesty endorsed by the religion.

Her words caused her mind to fly back in time to Grandma’s last Birthday, when her cat had clawed the table clothes to shreds and when it caught on her paw she ran, causing the cake to fall and splatter all over grandma’s 400 dollar dress. Then she had a memory she didn’t remember.

At the top is the great Great God blue stripe, because he is the main god, that we follow. And we also go by what his rule is, and the laws he made. Second is the kings and queen because they make sure the blue strip rule is followed the the people in the three kingdoms, and also are the one who get the honor records from get god blue stripe. The third is the religious people because they are the ones who talk to great god blue stripe, they also keep the scrolls, that have the horror of each person. They take care of shrine. They clean it, fix it. They also keep the ancient artifacts safe, and they tech who ever come's their about the artifacts. After the religious people are the Liberals, because they are the ones who will be teaching the

From the very beginning of this story, it came to my attention that Granny continually repeats are "there's nothing wrong with me" and "that's for tomorrow.” This

I really like your story and the diction you used. Using the phrase, “old woman lifted a gnarled hand” really helped the reader visualize the woman and how old she was. Also by saying how the woman let out a “raspy cough” was really good diction in showing the reader how close to death she was. How do you think you would react if your grandma asked you to carry on her legacy?

As she weakened, she went into dementia, and the conversation I had with Aunt Dianne when Mike and I visited you helped me deal with her anger and frustration. She was cognizant up until the last two weeks of her life. When I told her that your mother died, she cried. She remembered meeting her at the family reunion in Florida.

There was an unrelenting directness, an off-putting bluntness to the manner in which Mama handled questions. There was a dearth of euphemisms to soften the blow, no dumbed down or softened explanations to suit a younger audience; she answered my queries in much the same way she would have answered my father's--scientifically, factually, and

Geoffrey Chaucer is the Father of English Poetry. His most famous work, The Canterbury Tales, is a collection of stories each narrated by a different character. " The Pardoner Tale" is probably the most popular of these stories. It is a tale of three friends who set out to find death, and they do. The plot, characters, and setting of "The Pardoner's Tale" prove that money is the root of all evil.

“Drew, you know grandma loved you so, so much,” my mom tells me in the most heartbroken tone, one which I had heard only once before when my grandpa had died.

I went into the living room to let the mom outside to use the restroom. Came back in the my grandma’s bedroom.” My mammie , said to go check on the puppies

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“I can’t believe that’s true!” I exclaimed, my laughter echoing through the room. My grandpa and I had been chatting on the phone for the past half an hour. You would imagine a man his age would be boring and dull. However, he was quite the joker. At least with me, since I was, of course, his favorite granddaughter.

I answered back, “ I just want to know what my mother was like. I was thinking why a person so close to my mother, who she trusted, would end her life just like that. “