Devil's Night

Imagine living in fear and not knowing when its your time to die! In the memoir Night by Elie Wiesel it talked about the holocaust and how people were trying to survive during the time of the Holocaust. Elie the main character was one of the Jews that were forced to go to the concentration camps and had to follow the Germans orders. He had to take care of of his father during all the madness and couldn't even take care of him self. His father was slowly dieing. Elie and his father had faith because

Sometimes in life we are faced with challenges that threaten our identities. In the book Night by Elie Wiesel his challenge was the holocaust, and every aspect of his identity changed. He lost his faith, his appearance changed dramatically, and his lost his ability to care about things he loved most. Elie starts out in pretty good physical condition but that changes throughout the course of Night. In the book Elie is afraid of failing the second examination after he had been in the work camp

London 1908 Her sunset hair danced along the night sky, slapping back and forth like a flag in the wind. And out of her bright, emerald eyes crept just enough light from the high up moon for onlookers to have the opportunity to see the outline of this youthful, round face from their apartment windows. She was out of place -to be seen in the center of town, so late at night, at such a young age, being only two or three years old, without a parent by her side, nor any suggestion of a caretaker of guardian

her inability to let go of her husband and other loved ones. There is a family of squirrels living in her bedroom upstairs where she keeps things belonging to her almost ex-husband. These animals create problems by creating loud noises through the night. The squirrels represent her unstable state of mind over the relationships in her life. Lastly, there

and sleep deprived she kneeled surrounded by piles of corpses and looked up to the starry sky cleared from the clouds of rain that had poured down, tattered armour, dried blood on her face as she looked up and just stared into the emptiness of the night sky, the moon shone upon her, and slowly closed her eyes exhausted and in pain, and fell to her side surrounded by the bodies of allies and enemies

felt as if someone was attempting to strangle her - their hands tightening around her neck as she struggled to gasp for air. Her future was filled with darkness. She stared down at her plain dress- it had fit a little too snug at her stomach. That night with Andy was a horrible mistake, but it was too late. The damage had already been done. Frances-Jane blew her nose and wiped her tears. Slowly, she picked up her quill pen and laid its tip gently on a piece of paper. It was a struggle just to write

just the rebellion but her face. Guess some things just aren’t meant to be.” With their laughter traveling to the next house, everything clicked. When I was allowed to I made my way to the Widower and asking if after the rain there was a riot the night my mum left. She confided in me that my mum had gone home only to hear her neighbours talk about my death and so, in not knowing any better, she had truly believed her own lie. A soft tapping at the opening of the attic struck out my attention. It

“club” like experience would be the horrific house party of ’12. Needless to say, that was enough to cement my belief that it would be unenjoyable. Sitting around Friday afternoon with no plans yet set in stone, suggesting that we go out for “girls’ night” later that evening via group chat seemed perfectly normal. Bouncing ideas off each other, I brought up the idea of wanting to check out a club. Apparently that caught everyone off guard; instantly the conversation died and I was greeted with several

Shadow of the Night On a freezing, dark blue night of Li, in the Village of Li-Marta. This was an old little village, the houses were nothing but ash and rubble except an old abandoned barn. The barn had creaking floor boards and a rotten wooden roof. In this abandoned barn there lived a young and confident farm boy; his clothes were ragged and full of holes. The young boy was called Rye named after the agricultural god Ren-Rye. As Rye was sitting on the creaking floor boards a thought hit him

John 's shoulder. The night sky was dark and the cold air was breezy. Evelyn gaze at the stars, having a slight feeling of loneliness. It 's been a long time since she departed her own world. She spoke softly to John. "You 're so damn lucky Johnny . Your planet is amazing! Your able to see stars every night. Where I come from, our world has three binary suns. We don 't get night time often, until one solar Earth year. The good side of things, when night time do come. The night skies are beautiful