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his craft one incident at a time, messes everything up. Lennie’s biggest fear was not being able to tend the rabbits when they get their own land, and he loved those rabbits. Lennie grieving over killing his puppy starts conversing with Curley’s wife, a decision he should have never made. Lennie got caught in an unbelievable predicament with Curley’s wife, he was holding her mouth shut while pulling her hair, getting angry at her tell her to shut up, because he does not want to get in trouble. Because

me years to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up. Honestly, I still don 't know and don 't ever plan to. Mostly because I cannot imagine becoming a true adult. I’d have to do adult things like returning a sweater I didn 't like or gardening. Gardening: to spend hours upon hours toiling in fields for plants that won’t live to see spring! Or worse imagine me cooking, forbid it that I should ever enjoy cooking! Half the time I mess up boiling water and make macaroni only from a microwave. I

see your sorry ass again." Year and a half later....... A starved man with scraggly, wispy, hair, rifles through moldding crums, and other random debrie standing directly in front of the newest magically-enhanced slot machien. "Buddy, your holding up the line!" If he could only find one copper peice, just one more

distress, "Please don't kill me, my daughter, she is the only thing I have, and it would break her heart If I died'', he begs. One of the attackers yelled out and said, “shut up ok!” Then he said, “You don’t have to worry about your daughter, she will be fine, we are going to take loving care of her or she might end up were going in a few, and you know where that’s is hu? just keep on talking” Then the leader of the masked man hollered out “you better be calm, or you're passing will

The film American Beauty is about Lester Burnham and the people he interacts with leading up to his death such as Carolyn his wife, Jane his daughter, Angela Jane’s best friend and Lester’s love interest, and Frank, Lester’s next-door neighbor and the father of Jane 's boyfriend Ricky. In this essay I will discuss how the people in Lester 's life act when no one is looking or their private selves and the way they act when they know that someone is watching them; their public selves (Adler, Proctor

because I’m drunk or maybe because I sometimes take my anger out on her. I don’t have time to think about it, I’m too tired. I staggered up the staircase to my room and fell on my bed. I closed my eyes but couldn’t fall asleep. My mind was clouded by the events of yesterday. I was eventually enveloped by sleep, but I was still haunted in my dreams by Mabel. I was woken up by the sound of my doorbell. I had a headache and little to no recollection of what happened the previous day. I heard the doorbell

Grator asks in a slightly annoyed tone. Emma strides to the centre of the room, “well since Ben is stupid and got himself detention, he couldn’t help me put up my posters.” (A/N Emma doesn’t mention Ben’s anger for a reason, just saying.) Ben glares at her. “So being the brilliant person I am, I thought that these troublemakers could put up posters as punishment for their misdemeanors.” “I, actually didn’t do anything,” explains Chris. “You taught a physics lesson in my classroom!” yells out Mr Grator

white girls get away with using that word about them. She says they must teach the white girls a lesson. Janice suggests that they put daddy-long-legs in the white girls’ sleeping bags, and when the girls awake, beat them up. Arnetta tells Janice, who is not a popular girl, to shut up. Arnetta then announces that they are to hold a secret meeting. She turns to Laurel, whom she appears not to like, and asks her whether Laurel plans to tell Mrs. Margolin, their troop leader, about the situation. On

absolutely adored this particular piece of writing, “every hour so many damn things in the sky! How in hell did those bombers get up there every single

took deep breaths, in through the nose out through the mouth. “Stand up.” Her voice commanded. I was so wrapped up in myself I didn’t hear them come in. I lifted my head just enough to see three pairs of feet; each in a rather trashy looking pair of heels. “Are you freaking deaf? I said stand up,” she shouted. Her pink cheetah heels slapped the tile as she approached and I felt her hands grab the collar of my shirt. She yanked me up off the ground, forcing me to my feet. “Look at me.” She grabbed