The Train Ride : A Short Story : The Train Ride

How would you feel if someone wanted to take you away from your family? Would you go? Or Would you make a fuss? In this story it's a short story called “Train Time” by D’Arcy McNickle. The story is about a guy named Major Miles that want to help kids, to get a better lifestyle, then they have right now. In the situation he gets interested in one of the kids life that is Eneas; the boy that has to take care of his grandparents because their sick, has to do their chores in the house ,and cut wood for his family to be warm. Major asked or more like request, that Eneas should go away to help him only, but Eneas didn’t like the idea. After, the situation, Major Miles made a list of kids and put the kids names, (Eneas) that didn't want to go. The characteristic Major miles provide me from his actions was hard-headed,cocky, and that he acts like a guardian because he believes his decision will make their lives better.

family. As the story progresses they are herded into train cars in a scene of panic and chaos. The train

On a normal day at the public transit Rachel North was heading to work, but there was a strange feeling in the air. Moments after the train trundled off a powerful gust knocked Rachel to the ground and everything went dark. When Rachel regained consciousness she noticed people scattered about the transit car. She felt warm and wet. Rachel took a brief moment before realizing she was covered in someone’s blood.

During my ride along with Officer McNairy of the Castle Rock Police department we had two cases of harassment, one welfare case, and one traffic violation that we worked on. Both harassment cases were easy enough, as was the traffic violation which we let go with just a warning. Welfare cases don’t normally go to police officers to manage, but on the day of my ride along one was. I had a very good time during my ride along and will probably do more in the future.

He was eager to go to bed, as he had a long line of customers to merely deal with in the morning. As he walked into the bedroom, to his horror, he noticed that his room had been trashed, as if an enraged animal had been set loose in his home. All of his papers were scattered, the frame of his bed broken and his clothes scattered across the room, many of them torn. He then heard what sounded like ceramics breaking in the other room, which was the kitchen. As he slowly crept into his kitchen, his heart beating quickly, he had noticed that all of his mugs, cups, plates and bowls were falling as if by themselves, with many already broken on the floor. “ARGH!” Foreman groaned in pain as he felt something crash against the back of his head. He immediately turned around, and to his horror, he realised that there was a woman, somehow floating, throwing

Traveling up to 60 miles per hour in a chain of iron boxes weighing several hundred tons altogether can make you feel quite small; and even smaller if you didn’t have any control of the destination. It was a tight fit in each train car due to the thirty to forty other orphans packed in together with two to three adults. There was a strain on all orphans involved in this program. The orphan trains were a bitterly imperative movement put in place to disperse the population, as well as put “future criminals” in what was supposed to be loving homes. (Web)

The Ride is the story of the heinous and gruesome murder of ten year old, Jeffrey Curley, a case that is familiar to many in the Massachusetts area. The book works its way from the grisly crime to the years afterward. It focuses on the family of Jeffrey, heavily weighted on the life of Cambridge Firefighter Bob Curley, Jeffrey’s father. Charles Jaynes and Salvatore Sicari, both from Jeffrey’s neighborhood were convicted of the murder. Within this essay I will demonstrate from The Ride the relationship between reporting and suffering that may have been brought on for the crime victims of this case, the relationship between the victim profiles and the victim family profiles, the role in which the family may have played in the

It was late at night, and her car had broken down. She couldn’t call anyone because her phone had low battery, so she walked to the train stop. She waited a few minutes for the last train to arrive. She noticed she was the only the passenger, which led her to falling asleep for a bit. After five stops, the train broke down, or that’s what she thought, and woke up. The lights turned off. She headed to talk to the driver if everything was alright, but found her bleeding to death. She tried to get out of the train, but the doors wouldn’t open, which freaked her out even more. She tried calling someone, but remembered her phone was dead. To make things worse, the driver didn’t have his phone with her. She was hoping someone would pass by, but no,

After a few more minutes of waiting Anna decided to get out of bed and walk down to the food court to see if her father was there. After getting out of bed, Anna found a note taped to her father’s chair that she hadn’t seen before scripted in scribbly letters saying Based on your actions he might come back don’t tell anyone about this and he will come back unharmed. Anna hurriedly found the bag of her clothes that her mother had delivered overnight and pulled on a hot pink mini skirt and a white long sleeve crop top. After getting dressed Anna opened her door and stepped outside, there was no one anywhere to be seen. She continued to walk down the hall and there was still no noise and no one in sight. She walked straight to the elevator and went down to the first floor where the food court should be, but there was no one there either, the hospital had been abandoned and she was sure that the songbook and the object that played her melody the night before were somehow behind it all. She ran back up to her room as carefully as she could trying not to hurt her arm, and once she arrived at the door she grabbed the music book off the desk beside of her bed, tried to flush it down the toilet, and stuffed her cell phone in her bag of clothes that her mom had bought. She was about to pick up her bag when she heard a new melody right outside of her door. La, La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La, La, La. She wanted to see what was making the noise so she carefully opened her door and peeked through the opened crack. There nothing was there! She grabbed her bag of clothes and ran down the steps as quickly as she could but then she heard a voice behind her, “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa!!!!” the voice moaned “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa it isn’t safe at your house!!!!” said the voice. She spun around and saw a scrawny old man

Sharon Olds “On the subway car” used imagery, and organization in order to convey the realization that although the two characters are very different they share one key similarity, they are both hunter and hunted.

On the story of “On the Subway” the author Sharon Olds describes the main character in depth. The author uses imagery and symbolism as the techniques that describe the main character.

Suena was walking home and she felt like she was being followed, but she thought it was because of the horror movie she watched the night before. It was about a twenty minute walk for Surena to get home and she often enjoyed but that day she didn’t enjoy it. When she got home there was a note on her fridge from her mother saying she’ll be back in a couple of hours and that there was leftovers in the fridge. She still had that icky feeling that someone was watching her, she kept saying in her head that it was just the horror movie scaring her. Her dog Belle was eating the couch again, when her mom got home she’d be mad. Surena went up stairs to her bedroom and forgot to lock the door that day, when her mother warned her many times before to

The novel depicts slavery and the problems faced by people due to racism in the history of America. The basic theme of the novel is the troubles and distresses that were faced by the slaves or colored people in those times. The book shows the struggles they did and the sacrifices they made for freedom.

There was also a small truck and a small bus that hit each other. They didn’t catch fire, but there was a body on the ground beside them. As soon as I saw it, there was a cold wave of recognition crashing through my body, making my vision sway as I realized, it was dead. No questions like why, how he died. Nothing. Just a frozen state of mind. My throat ached as I used every breath. There was less, and less oxygen remaining in the car. I dared to open the window. Warm fresh air mixed with a smell of burnt grass hit me in my face.

I woke up and, I got out of bed. I was getting prepared to be the new conductor of a train. But, not just any train, the mental train. This is the hardest of them all. One mistake, and the train will crash. If the train crashes, so will the passengers. These passengers contain positive vibes, which keeps it going. Lose them well, the train will crash. If I was good today, I would keep the strong positive coal to power the train. If I was bad, I lost the coal and I was tossing money into the fire. Not only would it stop the train, but it would waste the money of my passengers and provide the negative energy that would make the train wreck in a matter of seconds. Days like these are the hardest in the mental train. Why, because mixed emotions. I wanted to gain passengers while making friends, and lose passengers by doing it at the wrong time, and hiding under the bed like the students were monsters. In other words, I was very excited, and very scared. I did not know if they would make fun of me or not. If they made fun of me for any reason in particular, that would make me lose passengers and power the train with their wasted time and money, which makes the train crash. I had no idea if I should take the two turns that lead to easy terrain, and broken bridges, or should I go