The Scarlet Letter Monologue

The day started off pretty normal, well, besides the fact that we had all stayed in the house with nothing but this concert on our minds. We went to breakfast at Denny's, after which we made our way towards The Great Saltaire, the site of the day's big event. On our way to my

My day started with waking up at 9:30 am and making tea. I would usually make coffee, but I have a machine that makes it for me. As I made the tea, I took it upon myself to sit on the porch and watch the world. It was a limited view, mainly the

It was now five days since she had arrived in Puerto Rico. She woke feeling odd. She didn’t see or hear Miguel. She went to use the outside bathroom, then returned with question, for she had not seen his blue suitcase.

I woke up and me and my friends packed clothes because we were going to vacation. I got dress did my hair brushed my teeth and ate breakfast.

I was so mad i attacked him.i knocked him to the ground. I made him bleed i was that mad. Rhi and ian pulled me back and we ran of.

“Can I take your order?” Tthe waitress asked. I told her I was waiting for my father and that we would order when he arrives . As she walked away, I glanced at my phone, and then the window; Dad was pulling into the parking lot. I immediately knew it was him because , as he was driving his bright red Polaris Slingshot. I went outside and greeted him, asked him the usual questions (“How’s the vehicle holding up?”, “How are the dogs?”, etc.).

I didn’t even hesitate, and I don’t know where I found the strength, but I drove my knee right up into Abellona’s midsection screaming, “Get the fuck off me!” and when I had created separation I kicked her causing her to fall back away from me.

Ian yanked me up and twisted me around so that my back was to him. His breath was heavy as he pressed his body against mine and his tongue slid up my cheek. “Please keep fighting. I’ll only enjoy it more.” One glance to my father and my dad knew what to do. He flung his arms at Selena. She struck him with the stick. His face contorted in pain, but instead of falling to the floor, he grabbed the electrified end and flipped it back to her.

The Scarlet Letter is a timeless novel because of the timeless characters depicted in the piece. Each character was carefully constructed by Nathanial Hawthorne to represent a specific aspect of sin. He used these characters to tell a story that would translate how distorted the Puritans’ view of sin was. Not only did he thoughtfully plan the characters’ personalities, backgrounds, and beliefs out in order to convey this distortion of sin, but their names were carefully considered as well. Nathanial Hawthorne purposefully chose the names of the major supporting characters in The Scarlet Letter—Pearl, Roger Chillingworth, and Arthur Dimmesdale, in order to symbolically hint at the significance of each of these characters in the novel.

It was Blake, oh thank god. I almost sighed in relief as he wiped under my eye. I didn 't even notice tears streaming down my face. I wanted to go and hug him tightly knowing I 'd be safe in his arms, but I knew that would be the wrong move in this situation.

After dragging through the rest of the day, school finally ended. I was so excited to finally be able to go home and enjoy my weekend. My cousin picked me up and she surprised my other cousins and I with a treat.

"Well why should I of been? Where was his mercy and civility when he always screamed at you knowing Alex and I could hear every word?" I shout, feeling my hands shake in anger. I tried taking deep breaths, but nothing could release the pure anger flaming inside of me. She could forget everything that happened or forgive him, but I just simply couldn't.

I was waiting for when sky (Hailey) walked in to say my lines. She walked in and I said how work was. She kept walking and ignored me. I walked over to her grabbed her throat and slammed her against the wall.

Upon hearing his words, I instinctively push the young girl away from me causing her to fall butt first onto the soft ivory carpet. Contrary to what I was hoping to do, which is calm him down, his girl falling on her butt did not seem to sit well with him and he immediately darts towards me with a ferocious roar.

Turning on the light, I put my take out container on the kitchen’s counter. On my way home, I stopped at a Chinese restaurant for our dinners since I did not want to give another burden to my aunt. She was nice enough to take me in her house since few weeks ago as I had problem with my