The Man Who Lied On The Puddle Of Blood

I waited to see if he would say anything but no response.  His eyes in the mist looked scared, we did not say a word to each other. He looked me in the eyes and told me “ follow me”. He started to walk towards the end of the tunnel where a two kids lie dead with blood dripping down their face.  The boy started to tear up, I did not understand why though the way he cried was

“Why am I here? What happened to me? Who am I?” Everything was happening so fast, It felt like i couldn't breathe. I began to cry.

“Thank you, thank you all so much for coming on this momentous occasion for myself and my family. My siblings, Madison, Sheridan, Maddux, and Bennett, especially, want me to convey their appreciation.

The man who lost his body is a remarkable video about a man who had lost complete body movements due to nerve damage, and how he recuperate his body to perform normal task again. In the first half of the video the man explained how he was extremely angry and frustrated with the lack of knowledge doctors had about his condition. No matter what they did he could not get any help and he refused to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Due to this he decided to take manners into his own hands, and believed he could rebuild his damaged nerve.

I ducked down so he could not see me. All I hear was the man running but he didn't make it. The man was dead, his back on the ground, his right leg under him and his one eye open the other with a star shaped hole.

"Now that you're up I can tell you and your sister some very important news."

I read for hours. Scanning through books and books about our goddess. I could find nothing. I layed down onto my bed. My eyes slowly fell shut as the world around me dissolved. My dreams rippled like water through the night. They came back and left then came back again. THe most vivid of them all was a dream of a pure gold man, a pure white man, and a man who had two-faces. In the dream the the gold man gold man sat across from the white man and they talked to each other politely. What they where saying, I could not tell you, everything was like being underwater. The visions rippled and eveyrthing was muffled. Anyhow, they talked until suddenly the gold man grabbed the white man and threw him onto the table. The whiteman however pulled out

Suddenly a piercing cry came from my bedroom. I darted up the stairs following the cry of such extreme agony. I stopped in the bedroom doorway to find my wife’s lifeless body lying on the floor with a hulking figure peering over it. What at first glance I thought to be my mortal enemy was actually my second creation.

Once my eyes came back to life, a man by the name of Alexandre introduced himself. The men who had reached out his rescuting hand to save me from my destiny. A destiny which seemed to not be bright and with the underservable mercy of God I was given another chance to live. Alexandre a french men, an enemy of the spanish inquisition reached out to me and began to question me what had taken place and who I was. Unconsciously and in distrust I introduced myself to Alexandre and began explaining what had happened. I got up from the floor and initiated to dust my self off. I percieved with my eyes my sorroundings with a small torch by my side. I was stuck in a dungeon which was foggy and gray full

My mind was full with questions but all of them were answered when my sister called my mother and told her the great news. Then suddenly, I’ve heard this loud screaming from my mother room. In a minute, all my siblings went to her room with anxiously. After she hang up the phone, with full of excitement we asked her what was happening? With a joyful face, she told us that our sister is

“Well, we found another flight that would land here earlier ,so we came to surprise you.,” said my daughter isabella.

"The Man He Killed" by Thomas Hardy features an ex-soldier that is contemplating and thinking back upon a time when they took another soldier's life. In the poem, the narrator states that if the two had met in a bar they would have been good friends and shared a drink, but enlisting in war required them to meet in battle, leading to one of them being brutally killed. In the process of analyzing the situation, the narrator states, "I shot him dead because - / because he was my foe," (Hardy, 9-10). To put the poem in context, Thomas Hardy wrote his poem during the time of the Boer War, a horrendous battle fought between the British Empire and South Africa over South Africa no longer wanting to be unjustly controlled by the British (Shmoop Editorial

I shrieked. A hideous howl of visceral pain struck upon me; the peculiar phenomenon had traveled so deep within, inducing pure agony. I stood motionless, and continued to hear a rapid and bothersome thud. Distraught, I questioned, “What could this be? Could it be him?” I quivered.

The anti-war poem “The Man He Killed” by Thomas Hardy is written in the perspective of a confused solider who is trying to figure out the reason for all the killing. The soldier is questioning his actions for killing another soldier who just happens to be on the opposing faction of the war. He questions himself to whether the man he killed could have been a drinking partner at a bar. The idea of self-questioning is to make the reader understand the chaotic situation the soldier is trapped in. The narrator’s speaking style could be analysed into two ways, the simple and mumbling nature of his speech, and the true feelings of a psychologically wounded soldier. First of all, the way the narrator uses common slang and cut off words such as “nipperkin”,

In Thomas Hardy’s “The Man He Killed,” the persona writes the piece in first person, giving the story an unknown narrator, and also adding strength and a deeper connection with the reader. This allows for the story to be seen as one person to another, rather than words you are reading off of a page. He uses undetailed imagery in the second stanza, "And staring face to face, I shot at him as he at me. And killed him in his place."(Hardy 7,8) by not showing a clear statement describing the setting or even the weapon used to commit the killing.