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"Where the fuck are we going, the border's West." The hulking six-foot three, heavily tattooed Latino removed a ham-size first from the steering wheel and glared at the man in the passenger seat. "Just shut up and drive, trust me. I got you out of that fucking hell-hole didn't I?" Although the speaker wasn't as burly, at six feet one with a more athletic frame, Carlos clenched his teeth and nodded in acquiescence. He'd seen what Jimmy was capable of and the warning signals in his piercing green-eyed

“Are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet,” I rambled. It had been hours of me trying to fall asleep and trying to draw on the bumpy roads. “ Shut up,” yelled my sister. “UGHHH,” I replied. I remember to use love road trips but now I hate them, they're so boring. “Joyia, be quiet,” said my grandma. My grandma always seemed to side with my sister no matter what the situation was. I didn't care too much because my grandpa always sided with me. He was my favorite anyway. “Whatever,” I replied

Two brave men who have bought the enemies and persevered the horror that laid ahead of them. “The Sniper” a short story by Liam O’Flaherty, takes place during the irish civil war. A trained sniper is given a mission to kill. Where as Private first class paul berlin the protagonist in “Where have you gone charming Billy” by Tim O'Brien, he is a young soldier drafted and sent off to fight in the vietnam war where he must face inner struggles and the violence during the 1960s. Though they both are two

Lord of the Flies Speech Who is ultimately responsible for the destruction of the island in lord of the flies? "Shut up," said Ralph absently. He lifted the conch. "Seems to me we ought to have a chief to decide things." ... Good morning Mrs Downes and class, every civilisation needs a leader or a chief without one, it would deteriorate into utter chaos. William Golding shows early on that a natural born leader is amongst the mix of boys on the island whether he leads the boys to their rescue or

propped his shaggy paws up onto the window sill, tail wagging with an energy which I could never fathom exerting for anything or anyone. The blue Honda pulled in, immediately followed by my father’s shiny Tesla. I hoped that he would get me a nice car for graduation because, at the time, things like that mattered to me. Quickly, I moved from the sofa and turned off the T.V. before slipping into the slatted coat closet. In hindsight, it was a stupid place to hide. But, I had stayed up all night to play

and slender. Its yellow teeth glimmered in the early afternoon sun as it snarled at him. “Holy frag!” Danny cried. “What is that thing?” “I don’t know, just shut up and shoot!” Alan called back. Five shots rang out, four from Danny’s rifle, and two from Alan’s. The creature dodged each of the bullets. Nick’s throat was glued shut in utter shock. He tried to speak, but nothing came out. Nick couldn’t even move. His face was as white as a ghost. Alan didn’t waste much time. Two more loud

people he stumbles upon. The grandmother did not want to go to Florida, she wanted to visit some of her old connections in East Tennessee. The grandmother tried to use manipulative ways not to convince her family but failed. Whenever something runs up against the grandmother’s will, she tries to have it her way (“Flannery O’Connor,” 2008). She tried to use the Misfit as a reason to convince her family not to travel to Florida. It was true, the Misfit had broken loose from the federal pen and was

culture that share characteristics that makes it stand out from focusing on one culture primarily. One example of a subculture is the Plastics. They’re a group of girls who value looking beautiful, dating, and being popular. The Plastics are looked up to in by all the girls in the school. In one part in the movie Regina George had holes in her shirt which was done by Janice in order to make her feel embarrassed. Regina didn’t care and continued on with her day and the whole

The van waits in the driveway, it’s double doors stand open. I have given myself over into the hands of strangers, because it can’t be helped. And so I step up, into the darkness within; or else the light. (Atwood 295) The light is bright. I can hear the air whistling by as the van screams across the countryside. I am not alone in the back, there is one other. Her face is bloodied and bruised, she wears green, she is a Martha. From the faint light coming in through the window, I see the faint outline

Today, we're hanging out with Bryan, who's extremely motivating story about traveling despite being a cancer survivor since 2010, a college graduate (let's not get me into college debt), and an immigrant from the Philippines, will make you rush to shut up and go book your next flight right here on our site. For a 26 year old, this guys got a lot of wisdom he's ready to spit, and we're ready to get wise. Meet Bryan: we fly high bryan we fly high bryan Bryan, you seem like the sweetest person, and