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Chapter 8 The Charlotte Hotel Stories Of Chaos Alicia then looked surprised and said I guess we have a case to investigate then. I then said you think to Alicia and then she said let's go get Jack and ask the rhino talking man what the hell and I said not a bad plan. A couple minutes later, Alicia and I arrive back at our bedroom. We then see Jack watching a boxing match and then said sunshine, we have another case to work on. We do Jack screamed in an exciting girly voice, I am coming

The rest of the evening to tried to come up with excuses to avoid having to spend much of the night with Sirius Black and his group of horrid friends. You tried everything, you mustered up all of your acting skills and took to the hospital wing, attempting to convince Madame Pomfrey that you were seriously ill; she, of course, saw right through you, and you left the wing feeling defeated and shameful. You even went as far as to provoke Professor McGonagall, hoping that she’d give you detention for

= = = = = = I know that I must sleep, everyone sleeps, right? And yet the soundless breeze summons my senses and I wake, or feel like I wake, again and again. When morning comes, my backache radiates towards me and I feel sick and heavy. The day is beckoning towards me and I hug my blanket closer, feeling the usual hopelessness, sadness, confusion. Great. It’s been like this for awhile, and I’ve been trying to ignore it for awhile too. Depression, like the most evil shadow, seems to pour in like

Hot tears spilled down Amaimon's cheeks, hot blood down his back. As he leaned forward he felt a distinct, painful burning on his stomach. He hissed in anguish, his skin sizzling and peeling away. He pulled back for a moment, brushing away the holy water he had forgotten with his shirt sleeve, not caring that his shirt got bloody or that he tore at the already injured spots on Amaimon's back roughly. Mephisto sped up his own healing, forcing the injuries to heal fast that they really should have

INT - THE DEN OF THE DEAD MEN - MOMENTS LATER Two natives hold a prisoner over the flame. Drops him little by little, he screams in anguish. A gun drops from his pocket, and clinks on the ground. They let go and drop him in the fire. In the cage, remains the group, ten men, they watch in horror. GEORGE GIBSON We’re all fools to think we could change anything. SHERIFF ANDREW MOORE Shut up, holy shit. It’s just a little bump. What? We’re fools, because we did what was right? GEORGE GIBSON No, I guess

Inga Muscio is a very influential writer. Over the years she has earned tremendous credibility within the feminist world. In the chapter, “Rape not Cunt,” from her well known book Cunt, a Declaration of Independence, Inga passionately writes of her feelings about violence against women. She attempts to use rhetoric and captures the reader with a call of action to help prevent further violence against women. However, although Inga Muscio had many valid points about violence against women, her rhetoric

“CUNT” The C-Word Words matter. They have the power to hurt or heal. The words we choose have consequences. They reveal our prejudices and our character. They are a product of our culture and our cultures prejudices. The word “cunt” is currently thought of as one of the most offensive words in the English language. The Merriam Webster Dictionary defines it as an obscene reference to the female genital organs. The etymology of the word cunt is uncertain. Most scholars agree that

From childhood, Amy felt the pressures and demands to be the perfect female. Her parents expected her to be the better version of herself of which they created in their Amazing Amy children’s stories. Constantly, she felt as if she couldn’t live up to her fictional self. Continuing into adulthood, she pretended to be a certain type of women so that her husband would love her: the cool girl, the kind of women who is attractive to men because she embodies certain qualities that trigger the attraction

it to abuse and demean women, and women still appear most likely to take it that way.” They male version of the word “cunt” also refers to the sexual organ of men but is not seen as an offensive word as nearly as the other word does. Although these two words refer to a sexual organ, the unspeakable word creates more of a panic and shock then the word ‘dick’ does. The word cunt has thus steamed from misogyny and used to control and demean women. The article Slut Shaming and the Language of Misogyny

lying on the pillow I get hysterical. O Tania, where now is that warm cunt of yours, those fat, heavy garters, those soft, bulging thighs? There is a bone in my prick six inches long. I will ream out every wrinkle in your cunt, Tania, big with seed. I will send you home to your Sylvester with an ache in your belly and your womb turned inside out. Your Sylvester! Yes, he knows how to build a fire, but I know how to inflame a cunt. I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania, I make your ovaries incandescent