The Tragedy Of The Night Raid

This book that I read is called “The Night Divided” by Jennifer A. Nielsen. This story takes place in East Germany right after the government decided to put a wall up to separate the country in half. With the sudden rise of the Berlin Wall, twelve year old Gerta, the main character of the story, finds her family divided overnight. Gerta’s brothers were Fritz, who was the older brother in the group at 14 years old at the time and Dominic, who was the second oldest. Which means that Gerta was left as the younger sibling. Their father, Papi a.k.a Aldous, was involved with some rebellion against the government. Though he had never been arrested for anything, the Stasi, their secret police, keeps coming to their house every few months to ask him

"Have I hurt you? You didn’t like it? Sorry. This is the first time I kiss a man myself." The girl said, being ashamed of her words.

"Besides him being irritating?" He growled lowly as he tugged gently on one of her curls.

A 28-year-old woman was attacked while walking home from work in Lowell, Massachusetts on the 16th of November 1983 (“Dennis Maher,” 2016). A man she did not know approached her and tried to engage the woman in conversation prior to forcing her into a yard nearby, where he proceeded to sexually assault her (“Dennis Maher,” 2016). The next evening, a 23-year old woman walking home from work was pushed to the ground by a man yielding a knife less than one hundred yards from the site of the first assault (“Dennis Maher,” 2016). After a fervent struggle, the second victim was able to escape her assailant and notified the police (“Dennis Maher,” 2016). The description given to the police stated that the assailant was a male wearing a red-hooded sweatshirt and a military-style khaki jacket (“Dennis Maher,” 2016).

Cassie Moses 8A #43 Ms. Coleman Language Arts 10/31/17 A Night Divided My truman book was A Night Divided by Jennifer A. Nielsen. In this story Gerta’s family is separated by the Berlin wall.

He scoffed. “Do you think? I mean, you spilled champagne all over his sister, which I applaud you for, and humiliated her in front of Briarwood’s high society. But it’s not like she was going to fit in anytime soon anyway. It’s a shame though. I’ve never fucked a redhead before. It’d be an honor to see what the great state of Staten Island has to offer besides ferry rides underneath those jeans.”

“I would never talk to him, first off,” she snarled, eyes full of rage. “And why does me saying you’re interested in him is an insult, but saying he reminds you of me is nothing. Sounds pretty hypocritical of you Ari.”

"Oh like you and bonny little Benjamin over there?" He fires back. "I'm over a hundred percent sure he's gay."

I look up and glare at him. Now was not the time to mess with me.

All he'd had to do was be himself, and not think about things too much! The threat to his crown jewels elicited a smile, that he attempted to keep hidden, before he entered the cabin and lay her on the sofa. She even smiled at him as she did so, and Agent Asshole felt quite proud of himself. "Well, you've been through a lot, Ms Lassiter." Still, his tone remained soft, and there was a note of admiration in his words. "Honestly, not many, if any at all would have coped with what you have, so I guess a little rest and recuperation, and possibly even some spoiling has been earned." The man arched a brow at that, after having checked out the kitchen, and peered down at her, an amused expression passing across his features, as some of her cheekiness appeared to return, and he wondered if she'd take advantage of his new found kindness. He'd be surprised if she didn't, and the look, if she managed to catch it, was to let her know that would only be allowed to happen by his

“ Are you connoting that I’m at fault fo’ what had happened to the two of them! ”

He lowered his gaze to take a long, lingering look at the cleavage which he guessed Analise had deliberately revealed, and placed his free hand over the top of hers, to stop it from plucking the weapon from his fingers. "The Police, and possibly the FBI, are already searching for me, Ms Helm. I've murdered three times. What makes you think a fourth would provide them with any more evidence than they have now?" His focus left her breasts, and returned to her face. A smirk played across his lips. "I'm getting better at this, not worse. As for the patrolman, night is an eternity away. By the time he's due, you'd either be bound and gagged in my trunk, or naked, bleeding and begging for mercy in some dark, cold, lonely place where no-one could hear your screams. If there's one thing I've learned from our chats, it's that I enjoy the chase. The battle of wits and competition has been more stimulating than I could ever have imagined, and all that attention you received on the evening news made me a little jealous. I crave my own. Not that you'd get the pleasure of seeing them capture me anyway, you'd be dead". The man shrugged, and gently pried her fingers loose of the grip they held on his gun hand, so that he could raise the weapon and touch it to her

She looked over at him and giggled before looking back at me and saying ," The things I would do to him." Causing me to laugh and nod my head .

Said ravenette could feel his cheeks burn and he sat down on the bed, snatching the phone away before any explicit details could be spilled. Carla didn't seem to mind though and had begun laughing at Eren's confession. "Okay, that's enough from you, baby. Hi, Carla."

"So-" Her friend had a smug expression on his face. "-you’re the one ‘they’ were talking about. Huh. We didn’t expect we would come across you sooner than we expected."