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Mrs. Sinico's character is not the main character in the story. We read the story mostly from the point of view, thoughts and inspirations of Mr. Duffy, thus he is the main source through which we can observe her character, along side with other sources, such as her family and after her death, from a newspaper article and witnesses: " The deceased had been in the habit of crossing the lines late at night from platform to platform...", "Captain Sinico, of Leoville, Sydney Parade, husband of the deceased

"Hey, Michelle... what do you think will happen if I become a pokémon champion?" Claudia's voice frail and quiet as she spoke. I would always give her a sad smile when she said that, it wasn't possible for her. For someone like that; unable to even move out of her bed, she couldn't travel collecting badges. While the rest of us, we journeyed, and challenged a few gyms now and then. But we didn't really challenge the champions... They were just too strong for travellers like us. Yeah. That's what

SHE HAD NEVER seen so much red. Normally, the sight of the crimson liquid would scare others into hyperventilation, but the bold color seemed to calm the girl as it flowed down her hands, sticking in between her fingers. She stared in awe as her father gurgled and choked, his eyes bulging and staring right at her. His hands clasped across his throat, desperately trying to stop the blood from spilling out of his body. He wanted to scream, to let someone know that he was dying, but his vocal coords

When their parents entered their room, Charlie watched as Maggie walked to the window and kept her back to them. They could all tell she was upset about something. Looking at Elliot, she pushed herself up further in the bed, as Callum grabbed Ian and took a seat on the chair next to her. Ben clasped his hands in front of him as he took a deep breath. “I've been asked to stay here in order to help Rachel on her work supplying the Republic with power. I plan on asking Miles to let all of you and

Take a Deep Breath The ocean waves pounded the sand and slithered up to Cameryn’s feet. She bounded into the surf, each leap bringing the water deeper, to her knees, to her thighs, to her hips. Finally another breaker knocked her off her feet. She fell, laughing, and enjoyed the coolness of the water on her hot skin. Just as her feet found the sand again another wave crashed on her head and hammered her below the surface. She barely had time to grab a breath before the water closed over her. She

The sun’s light rays shined down on the earth outside, growing warmer as it rose above in the sky. Inside Layton’s chambers, where it was dark and cool, he lay working himself to sleep, gorging on the now free pouring life from the girl frail between his arms. He was starving by the time he left Ava, but he didn’t realize until now it wasn’t for blood. He didn’t understand what exactly as he tightened his grip around the flesh, the need constricting his breathing and scorching through his veins through

Have you ever fell in love with someone? Poetry is an understanding language that express feelings and reading poetries make people to feel better. Love is the person heart who get warmth and it the deepest feelings that mostly everyone fell in love with. I decided to use the topic of “Love” because it’s romantic and understanding poems. “ I Love You Except Because I Do Not Love You” by Pablo Neruda was explains the feelings of someone. “ Remember Me” by Macia A. Newton is was describe every details

There was a girl, her name was Emiri, while she was innocent looking enough with her short white hair and innocent looking face. She seemed to have a smile on her face all the time in front of people even when it wasn't appropriate time to have a smile on her face like if somebody had died in a really tragic way, she would still have a smile on her face as if she didn't feel anything. When people would ask her why she was smiling at such a horrid thing she would only reply “Because I think this world

Yes we do all play instruments. And no we don’t all sing and dance.” Touching on the unique bond the quartet share, he adds in, “However Leighton’s solo career will touch on old classics like Saturday Night Fever and MJ’s classic PYT. I think the album will be called

Walking near the bank of the Miner’s River, Virginia took a long drag from her cigarette and blew smoke through her nostrils, a skill she learned in the second grade. Back then, she’d snatch half-smoked cigarettes from her father’s ashtrays and stuff them into her socks to smoke later. Casting a rock, she watched as it skipped one, two, three times before slipping below the water’s surface. Overlapping ripples expanded and blurred into tiny crests before washing against the riverbank. Gathering