It was 1993, a particularly cold morning in late December with ice and snow all over the ground. Wilson was driving to school with his best friend, Jimmy. Out of the corner of Wilson’s eye he saw Tim , one of his classmates who he liked to mess with. Wilson got the great idea of driving really close to him in an attempt to scare him. Wilson slammed on the gas and headed straight towards him. Tim, not knowing what to do just stood there in panic. Jimmy was in the passenger's seat yelling at Wilson to go faster and faster. Wilson swerved around Tim just missing him by only a couple yards. This wasn’t just a one day thing for Tim. He always got harassed and bullied by Wilson.
Wilson Lowe was raised by wealthy parents, lived in a very large and
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Wilson aggressively marched towards Tim’s door, knocked on it, and waited. Wilson heard something on the other side of the door so Wilson shouted, “I know you’re there Tim, you don’t have to hide!” The door opened and it was an elderly man. Surprised, Wilson said, “Oh, I’m, uh, sorry sir, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
The elderly man looked at Wilson in disgust and said, “Get off my property or I'm going to call the cops.” Wilson didn’t listen to the old man and asked where Tim was. The old man then proceeded to pull out a double barrel shotgun he had sitting against the wall right next to the door. The old man pointed it at Wilson and said once again, “Get off my property.”
Wilson backed up but before he could turn around and go down a couple wooden steps he slipped on a sheet of ice and bashed his head against the ground. Wilson got up holding his head. He looked at his hand and saw blood. Wilson ran towards his car holding his head worried if his cut was bad or not. He got in his car and drove to the hospital. As Wilson was pulling into the hospital his car started to slide on ice; at this point Wilson could care less if his car hit something, he just wanted to get in the
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Wilson was going to get out of the hospital that day; as he walked out to his car he noticed that someone had slashed his tires. Wilson yelled, “My life couldn’t get any worse!” Just as he said that he got mugged by a homeless man. With only a shirt and pants Wilson walked home in the cold and traitorous snow. Wilson didn’t know what to do at this point; he was in a pickle. He didn’t have a car and he had no family he could go to. All the friends he had weren’t his friends anymore because of how he treated them. The only thing he had left to do was buy a new car with all the money that he owned and build his self confidence up by looking in a mirror and complimenting himself. This time it was different. He wasn’t getting any confidence. He kept trying and trying but it just wasn’t working.
Wilson was feeling a feeling and he couldn’t quite make out what he was feeling. He didn’t know what it was; Wilson was confused. He started thinking. It took a long time before he finally realized what was happening. Wilson was sad and then it all hit him. He made Tim feel sad all those times he had bullied him. In disbelief Wilson sat down on his chair and ran his fingers through his hair. He felt bad for Tim. He didn’t know he made him feel sad this whole
It was the beginning of October, and a 17-year-old teenager was hiding by a chain link fence. He had just stolen a purse from a nearby house, and a neighbor had called the police. An officer by the name of Elton Hymon had arrived and was trying to arrest the kid, whose name was Edward Garner. Garner began to climb the 6-foot fence, and Officer Hymon,
“The Secret Lives of Sgt. John Wilson” by Lois Simmie, is a love story with a twist. It’s a true story of John Wilson. A man who loves but hates and lies to make himself look more superior then he really was. This story end with not only the murder of John’s wife Polly, but also in the hanging of John himself. Lois Simmie had many reasons for writing this book. She had heard many rumors about it and wanted to find out more. She felt the book was worthwhile writing because she had a personal connection to the story. Lois accomplished writing Sgt.John Wilson by proving the truth. “ Lois Simmie has woven a most intriguing tale about a mountie who was anything but credit to his force. Sgt. John Wilson may be a base character, but he is seductive”. (back of the book)
All throughout the story, readers are given the chance to look inside the mind of Wilson and see his judgmental and self righteous personality. Readers are able to witness as he lays blame while avoiding it himself, and how easily his judgment can change based off the situations he’s in. At the beginning of the
turning a blind eye to the feelings of Mr. Wilson and only concentrating on finding a new source
So now I deserve to hear your story.” “Okay,” he said, “I just turned “24” three weeks ago.” “Cool,” she interrupted, “go on.” “I found out i got this job last week and was told to come into work today, that I already would know what to do, but I have no idea what I’m doing this job was a favor from my old boss. He was with me when I lost this bad boy.” He was showing his prosthetic leg, and said, “I lost it in an accident.” “Oh really must have been an accident then to have lost your leg.” She said with a face that seemed slightly weirded out. He told her the story about how he lost it trying to keep the truck from rolling off the hill and how the electric co-op paid his bills and him the rest of his salary for the year then gave him the job he currently has now, and her response was. “Wow you are kind-of amazing, but you never told me how you actually came to work for the co-op in the first place.” Then he said, “well to be honest I guess it is because I really liked electrical classes in school.” he was interrupted by the waiter bringing their
He was a poor man who worked in a repair shop for cars. Mr.wilson represents the lower class of the 1920s especially after the market crash. Although he was not part of the upper class, money took a toll on Mr. Wilson. Wilson eventually found out about Myrtle having an affair, although he's not sure who the mister is. After the realization of his wife's affair, he plans to move west, and in doing so, he keeps Myrtle locked up until they move out. Myrtle manages to escape, but gets hit by a car, more specifically, Gatsby's car. Daisy was the one on driving Gatsby's car and only Gatsby knew that she had killed Myrtle. Her death is a symbol of everyone's corruption even Mr. Wilson because he became envious of her affair with a rich man, since he himself was not
The author enforces Tom as a character foil to Wilson to prove that Wilson is merely a piece of Tom’s game, who willingly and blindly places his faith on untrustworthy liabilities like the blue coupe. Critics like O’Meara identify Wilson and Gatsby as separate from Tom as she describes, “Wilson and Gatsby are indifferent ... but they make the mistake of seeing material possessions rather than themselves as the best means for attracting and keeping their women” (O’Meara). Unlike Gatsby’s motives that surround an unattainable dream, Wilson’s hopes are uncorrupt. By obtaining the blue coupe he is able to reimage himself to escape the harshness of the past. However, Myrtle's death instigates Wilson into a state beyond caring about the blue coupe and Tom heartlessly responds, “Wreck!” Said Tom. “That’s good. Willson’ll have a little business at last” (137). Unaware who was involved in the crash and unfazed by a possible death, the author reveals Tom’s insensitivity toward people as a whole. The fact that he perceives this event as benefiting Wilson, highlights his heartless nature and the author draws parallels between cars and
When it was clear that business was doing poorly, he still believed a little help from his pal Tom could turn things around. Wilson was tired and pale, but when Tom showed up for a visit, “a damp gleam of hope sprang into his light blue eyes” (Fitzgerald 27). This was because Tom had told Wilson he’d sell him his car. Wilson was hopeful that he could then, in turn, sell Tom’s car and be rich off the profits. Not only this, but towards the end of the book when Wilson saw that he wasn’t fit for Eastern life, he was still hopeful that he could be make it out west with Myrtle (Fitzgerald 131). This was a common mentality back then. Some had dreams of making it in the big city, but considering the west was still considered relatively new and undiscovered territory, many dreamed of settling for a life out there. There was hope for people wherever they went in
We were too traumatized to spend time looking for a safe parking spot. Instead, we pulled up right next to where the firetruck and police officers were on the side of the road. I was amazed by all the attention the accident was given. All of the cars that were passing slowed down for a quick peek to see what all of the excitement was about. Jackie swung open her door and ran up to the police officers. The cold,
Imagine one is in a car accident after hitting a deer and almost killing one of your best friends. This was the situation in my book “WTF”. On October 17th Jimmy and Cam were driving in a stolen car without a license on a stormy fall night. As they were driving on a dark back road, a deer jumped out in front of the car and Jimmy slammed into it.
For example, in chapter four, Wilson talks a lot about Jeff (Alfred's cousin) a lot and about what amazing things he is doing. Wilson says, “Now your cousin Jeffs been all over the country talking about joining the Peace Corps after college” (Lipsyte 45). Wilson compares Alfred to Jeff and kept talking on about Jeff, even when it was clearly unnecessary. Wilson’s words demonstrate how Wilson compares Alfred to Jeff, the way I am compared to my brother all of the time, but I feel that he is trying to use it as a motivation for Alfred to do something great with his
Wilson was a very shady person; who only cared about his well being. He killed his first wife, because he knew that she would screw up his relationship with Jessie. The only thing that he needed was for Polly to talk to Jessie about the kind of guy he really was. He lied to Jessie many of times. When he first met her, he told Jessie that his first wife had died, then changed the story to they just got a divorce. He made it look like it was Polly’s fault in the relationship by saying, “… she was a woman who had no morals whatsoever who had tricked him into marrying her” (33). Two days after killing his wife, he married Jessie. He lied to Jessie about his whole life; never saying he had kids, never implied that Polly was in Canada with him, and
After feeling distant from his wife for some time, Wilson feels reason to believe his wife is having an affair behind his back. This causes Wilson to become very angry at his wife making him lock her in the apartment and forcing her to move out of the city with him. Myrtle is very
Mr. Wilson wants to have
In 2013 Ethan Couch was sixteen years old. He decided one night to have a party where him and his friends were heavily drinking. When the only sober teen at the party decided to leave Ethan told her he would drive her. He did not know all of his guest so he suggested they all get into his truck, that included some teens in the bed of the truck. Trying to show out for the teens with him that he did not know he went speeding out of his driveway and down the road.