The Upstairs Room

Whether this is because of laziness or some other unseen aspect, readers must assume themselves. Kooser also takes time to emphasize the man’s Bible. There was a Bible found in an upstairs room “with a broken back on the floor, dusty with sun” (4). The Bible says more than first appears. The broken back on the Bible might suggest that “he was a good, God-fearing man” (4) who spent a lot of time reading. Perhaps it means that the man had

died for three days and shut herself out to others. Due to her living in existence, society found her interesting, but inappropriate. Emily is in conflict with society. They closely observe her, gossip and judge. The townspeople are aware of her room upstairs, but no one does anything. They believed that her

that was willing to take care of them, spent several years hiding, staying away from windows and scurrying upstairs to the isolated bedroom whenever they heard footsteps. They spent years away from their family members and the outdoors in fear that they would be caught and killed. This is the life of Annie De Leeuw, our young, naive Jewish narrator. Johanna Reiss, the author of The Upstairs Room, goes into detail on what life was like if you were Jewish at the time she was a child. She was able to

white beast and was shocked to see how big and strong she was.My eyes blew up bigger than golf balls. I then went inside and we headed upstairs to go play some video games. We were sitting there, minding our own business and all the sudden Zola came bursting full speed through the doorway! I jumped over couches, beds, and chairs and eventually got out of the room and ran downstairs! I was safe, smiling with a big grin on my face and then came Zola running down the stairs, and my smile suddenly faded

Mallard is upstairs, sitting in a chair, relaxing and feeling comfortable. At this moment, she is in a state of being her natural self, not as others know her to be. She begins to look out of the window and see the beautiful trees and blue skies. As she began to smell that coming of rain, her soul cried out “freedom” as she was trapped inside of the body that society knows her to be. This setting upstairs helps the reader to see the difference in who Mrs. Mallard

an old fashioned wood heater in every room. There would also be a pool table behind the sitting room with a 72” flat screen tv. There would also be a bar to the side of the pool table so that way when you are playing you can go over to the bar and make yourself a drink. The bar would have very soft cushions and will be able to adjust height. There would also be dimming lights inside of the ceiling above the bar, the pool table, the kitchen, and the sitting room. There would also be a big garage for

just what i like. I would at least have 50 acres of woods with food plots and lurs everywhere. The deer down there can get pretty big especially if you grow them in your woods. The actual camp would be a huge log cabin that has a basement and an upstairs with lots of beds for my friends when they come down to hunt annually every year. I would have deer heads, hog heads, stuffed turkeys, and many antler mounts all over the place on the walls. Outside would be a place to hang the deer up that have

downstairs,” I pleaded to John. “There are such pretty rooms there.” I can’t stand the wallpaper in this upstairs room for much longer. The musty yellow color is a strain on my eyes, and the messy pattern is much too complicated for me. There really is no pattern, to be quite honest. The paper is covered in jumbled figures. When I try to follow it, I get lost in the shapes. Nonetheless, it bothers me so. John makes me stay in that one room all day because, as my pediatrician and husband, he says

coming from the room to the left of them. Inside the room was a desk, and a lot of papers scattered across the floor. It looked as if it was an office, or was an office. The house had to of been abandoned though Lulu. “What do you think that noise was”, asked Uncle Cliff in a concerned voice. Lulu thought to herself for a minute. “It was probably just something from outside or Sammy messing with us”,exclaimed Lulu. They continued to walk through all the rooms in the house. Every room was dedicated

business here?” asks the deep voice. “He knows.” Cander says back in a firm tone. The large white door before him swings open, the two men in the white suits step aside. The bright sky shines through the windows of the room. Lobsters crawl around in a massive tank at the front of the room. A couple of steps lead to a raised desk. A man is seated facing the windows, his back to Cander. The man’s facial features are shadowed by the shine through the windows. He rises, still facing the windows. “So you