The Jack-In-The-Box She sat on the ledge of her window, looking down at the dark green grass below her. Everything was quiet, except her parents yelling at the top of their lungs. Her blue hair covering her face so you couldn 't see the tears streaming down. This isn’t the first time she has done this. The other times, though, she would have to hold her little brother tight, just like her older brother used to do before he got shot. Times like these, she would stare at the ground, wondering if she should jump or not, wondering if anyone would miss her. “Not right now violet, later,” she whispered, crawling back into her room. Meanwhile, in an old amusement park, a clown sat on an old barrel with a bucket of candy in his lap, with …show more content…
She walked over to her bedroom door and locked it. She quietly ran over to the window and threw her skateboard to the ground. she climbed through the window and slid down a tree. She threw her skateboard on the ground of the sidewalk and pushed off the ground. She made her way through the neighborhood to a park she always came to, but this time it looked different. The grass and trees looked dead. the old playground looks terrifying, and there was this little tiny light hiding just between to trees. Violet made her way to the light cautiously as if she was trying to not scared it away. She poked it with her finger, and the POOF, she was gone. Jack faked a smile at the dreadful children, trying to make them happy and clueless. They all watched a show as jack stayed behind them, picking out which one he wanted to kill first. Jack then felt like there was someone missing like someone was out in the park. He let the children out of the tent, so he could find the one he was missing. Then that feeling turned into a feeling of two people. Jack walked quickly around the park when suddenly he saw her, the first girl he had ever killed. The rings around his nose started spinning as he started getting angry. Violet landed with a thud onto the ground, arms and legs in different directions. She stood up while brushing herself off. she was surprised, seeing as she didn 't think she would leave from the park and that a huge amusement park was right behind a big gate. She pushed the gate
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“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.
Jack had drawn his knife “with a flourish”(23) at first, but hesitated and understood “what an enormity the downward stroke would be”, meaning it was too evil for them to comprehend and would go against their morals. The “unbearable blood” which would have spilt as he “cut into living flesh” was too much for Jack to handle in the moment, and all of the boys were terrified of what he could have done. After this event took place, the boys asked him why he had not killed the pig so he defended himself by saying that he was only taking his time choosing a place to pierce the pig but that he would kill it the next time. Jack did not want the boys to think of him as a foolish child but as a mature adult, which he believed would make him seem like a good leader, although lying was the uncivilized way to react to the issue and he should have just told the truth and taken accountability. While Jack decided to not kill the pig at the beginning of the novel, he becomes obsessed with killing pigs and eventually ends up killing humans after applying a clay mask to his face, showing that he felt so humiliated that he wanted to prove the boys wrong and show them how brave he could be. "He capered toward Bill, and the mask was a thing on its own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-consciousness." (48). Not only did Jack use this mask of
Days she’s determined to make everything work — to balance both her worlds, pushing through her normal life and making time for everything, everyone, for things that will make them happy. Their questions became more, and this made her pull herself back slightly, further from them and more to him. She’s trying, though. Still, they slander what she has with him with their words, and unknowingly who she is, the parts they haven’t got to know yet. It’s wounding. She tried sneaking up to her room at the crack of dawn to avoid when drenched in mud, her clothes torn to shreds, blood dripping. They had seen it and retreated from her quietly, getting in the car for school.
A tear rolls down her pale face, her green eyes still staring as the car drives away, and when the volunteer of the week hurries the children along and into the house. When the lady asks her to come inside, Emma wipes of her tears before heading back inside, her arms crossed around her body to shield her from the insults the boys give, and the teasing from the girls.
The darkness of the night is punctured by the headlights of the car. I look to my left and Violet is driving the car. I drove that day, I’ll never forget. I try to reach out for her, but I can never get to her in time. I stare straight ahead and prepare for what’s coming. To think I could prepare to be jerked through the windshield. Our car crashes the one approaching us from the other lane. I get up and run to Violet. I tell her I’m sorry. I tell her it’ll be alright. Sshe tells me to take good care of Azure. The night is only lit by the flashing emergency lights, which seemed to make Violet’s bloodstains pink and my tears appear white. Her blue eyes fade to gray and her soul leaves her body. It’s all my fault.
I went to Violet’s dad’s place early in the morning. He stood in front of his house, waiting for me to get off from the upcar. I followed him to Violet’s room. The discs that covered her body had been taken away, and the signals, that were beeping behind her, had also stopped.
“Ouch,” Surena jumped. She grabbed a piece of clothing to put over her hand so she could open the door. The door swung open and Surena picked up Belle and ran out the door. There was fire everywhere, she could barely see anything. She heard police cars out side the house with fire trucks. They were spraying the house. Surena felt very dizzy because of the smoke and her dog didn’t look so
Saturday afternoon , Sam and Colleen arrive at the hospital to visit Erika. Henry leaves to run some errands and give them alone time together . Erika's skin looks pale from her accident , her eyes and mouth wide open , she takes a deep breath every two minutes. Her mom Mrs. White sits in the chair next to her holding on to her hand as she cries. “ Is she gonna be OK?” “ I don't know , the doctors say she's in a state of shock , something scared her to where she is like this .” Sam goes up to Erika holding her hand . “ Erika its me Sam , we miss you , I miss you.” He gives her a kiss on the cheek and whispers in her ear. “ I'll get Scratch for this , even if it takes my last breath.”
RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much
She sat down on the bleachers on a bright sunny day and began to feel anxious as she thought about her results to see if she got accepted to Clark. Some part of herself was unsure of the decision she was about to make once she got her results. The field that the bleachers were surrounded in were packed with students playing sports. It’s as if time stood still and she was filled with her fears about getting into this school.
She felt a stone form in her throat, what about the people around me? She frantically looked up and around. The people had seen the Shades, and were frantically trying to run away. She could see a mother grabbing for her daughter, her daughter screaming in absolute terror, staring wide eyed at the Shades. A man shoving his wife into the store next to them. A dog, frozen in fear, heroically peed on the ground, then turned and bolted down the alley. She had to do something, even if it meant she would die. She thought one last angry thought, I wish Summer were here, I wish that these things would go away! She didn’t know why she had the impression that this would work, but somehow, she just knew that she could stop them, with a
Amy’s walking toward the door of the school, very slowly. She’s wearing a blue dress, and her black straight hair made her look kind of sad. Her face was white, but it’s not a normal white. Her face was white like the clouds, or even the snows. The "school was tremendous, but that’s what makes it feel scary. Everything around her felt scary, the kids, the wall, even the air around her felt scary.
Jack in the Box, Inc. opened its first restaurant in 1951. Today, it has become one of the nation’s largest hamburger chain and “based on number of restaurants, is the second largest QSR hamburger chain.” In addition to its QSR hamburger chain, Jack in the Box “acquired Qdoba Restaurant Corporation, operator and franchisor of Qdoba Mexican Grill.” 1 According to its 10-K report, Qdoba “is the second largest fast-casual Mexican brand in the United States.” 1
Imagine you are trapped inside a glass box, a box invisible to the eye. At the back of your mind you are always feeling this repulsive urge to get out of this cubed prison cell. Your dreams about escaping it take up all of your waking hours and keep you fully awake at night when you should be sound asleep like a normal fully functioning human being. But there is a problem; there are no keys or doors, and you don’t even have an object inside the box with you that you can use to break the glass with. You are isolated from yourself and everyone else. However, the inside of the box is transparent. Everything in life is still happening right in front of your eyes and it is driving you crazy because the only thing you can do is watch. But on the other side of the box, the side you have no choice but to stare at, it feels as if nobody can see you, nobody can hear you as you let out a mental cry for help. It also ranges from peculiar to frustrating when you get all these ridiculous expectations thrown at you that you don’t feel comfortable following, but you can 't do anything about it, because people who attempt to do something about it are a lot of the time labeled as weird or a freak to society. People such as the character Grayson from the book Gracefully Grayson who don 't identify strictly as male or female most likely feel this way a lot of the time. They feel trapped in a box because they aren 't free to be their authentic self without feeling like their are people
She tugged on a hoodie while explaining to herself why she always did this. She gripped her car keys as she jogged down the stairs to the parking lot. Her best friend constantly needed her help when she was unavailable emotionally. He had problems in his relationship, so that made her the couple counselor. She loved helping other people, but she was tired of seeing her friend be treated badly. The car halted in front of the house full of harsh words. She could feel the tension radiating from behind the walls. She didn’t knock on the door, but she climbed the table Louis used to get to the roof.