Donald Woods

I walked into the huge mansion unaware of what event would happen that night. When I walked in, there was a ballroom to the right and a conservatory to my left. As I walked to the dining room, I saw a kitchen, when I got there I ate and laid down on the couch. When I got up I went to the kitchen where I found Mr. Boddy dead on the floor with a gash on his head and a candle stick beside him. I then warned the others that Mr. Boddy was murdered when I told them everyone but Mrs. Peacock was shocked

are supposed to live around the North West parts of America's woods and Canada's South West parts. It is never satisfied, It has a constant desire to feast on the flesh of humans. My story is about the Wendigo. My story was told to me by my Grandfather when I was young as a way not to go into the woods alone it's a smart way to scare a young child into doing what you want. The story was about my Grandfather's last hunting trip in the woods. The year

Sue lived in the woods not far away from the city. Her dog polar was her best friend it was always with her when she didn't know how to express her feelings or when she was lonely. when she found that polar wasn't there when she came from school she went out to his part of the woods where sue and her grandpa would always go and talk about each others day and what was new in their lives. One late afternoon sue got news about that he had left them forever. She didn’t take the news pretty well . sue

Pollution and Environmental Degradation are things that the large majority of humans contributes to some small or large way on the daily. Whether it is our mode of transportation, throwing a piece of trash on the ground, buying products made from trees, and to be perfectly honest the concentration in which we live, by which I mean the proximity of the average residents in which we reside. These all seem like regular everyday things that are just normal. But in the past things like these were so beyond

Skkkkkrrrrrrreeeeeeeee!! The coffee pot screamed with morning glee as Jacob continued brushing his teeth at a gradually growing pace. His eyelids drooped with no intention of returning to their previous state he was once in at his youth. Jacob, spitting out some pasty foam with a repetition of rinses, heard the coffee pot squeal with frustration. He was reminded Jacob once more of its overdue pour. “Alright, alright, no need to fret. I’m on my way,” Jacob said, whilst wiping away as his freshly

In the early morning of Sunday, a very beautful young lady by the name of Jaidan awoke stranded in the woods. She had heard much rumors about these very woods. The village people said the woods were haunted with ghosts and talking trees. Although, Jaidan didn’t believe the stories, she was still frightened. She had no idea how she got there, or how she was even going to get back. “Hello?” she yelled, hoping to recieve a response. “Anybody out here?” she called out. Nobody answered so she

and the main character of the novel “A Walk in The Woods.” Bryson came from Britain over twenty years ago. He brought along his friend Katz to reflect and reacquaint his discovery on a 2,100 mile of the Appalachian Trail. The Appalachian Trail stretches from the two states of Georgia to Maine. They will be discussing their hilarious jokes that were witnessed in this novel. Here are few examples: Bryson said he wanted to use the bathroom in the woods, Mary Ellen was the controlling and impatient camper

The Woods I don’t know why we thought it was such a great idea to go to the woods on a rainy day. What were we thinking? I thought ‘hey maybe we can have an adventure and explore around those woods we always pass by.’ What a horrible mistake, but I wasn’t the only one who thought that was the best idea ever at the time. It was a gloomy day, the dusty clouds taking up space from the grey sky, laying down on my comfy bed as I’m wrapped around with my blanket, I decided to

Flannery O’Connor’s “A Good Man Is Hard To Find” begins with a Southern Family as they embark on what seems to be simple a trip from Georgia to Florida. During the trip, the family encounters Red Sammy Butts, the owner of The Tower restaurant. Red Sammy tells a story of two men who came into the store and he let them “charge the gas they bought” (O’Connor, 1344). After Red Sammy questioned his own decision to do this, the grandmother, who accompanied the family on the trip, proclaimed that he did

I remembered when I fell down the tall lime tree. I remembered wrapping around my friend's arms, jumping and running like crazy and singing along with them after school. But when they don’t wrap their arms around me, I would cry and felt lonely. I don't know why I would cry just for that. Well, here’s a story of my day in Thailand. Preschool was fun for me in Thailand. The teachers taught us how to sing different songs about our culture and the alphabets. We also did some math problems too. I totally