Short Story: Danger Mouse Umpa Lumpa’s And Fickle Thoughts FOUR O’CLOCK! He said I could leave at four o’clock today. WANKER! Being my last day an all‚ I was promised on Monday that I could leave an hour early today‚ as a good will gesture‚ you know‚ thanks for all the hard work and all that; ten fucking years of hard work – and I get an hour. Well‚ it’s now just gone half three‚ and that jumped up‚ four eyed little Hitler wants me to attend a productivity meeting. I should have just told him where
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Antwan Mansour S_113 Announcer: “ C_Copy2 and C_Copy 7 to super stage‚ report now.” “ What do you think all of this is about S_112 ?” “ I have no clue‚ they might have some sickness or might be polluted.” “Yea”‚ every time I talk to her I feel something in me that keeps me attracted to her‚ a bond maybe. Polluted‚ that word struck my head‚ what can it be? Thinking as I was strolling through the corridor until I approached a steel door called stage 3 with a sign saying “no
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"...the pain of saying goodbye and moving on." Write a short story inspired by the above phrase. Bright lights. Clean walls. Clean floors. Pale uniforms. People rushing back and forth through the corridors. That nauseating smell that lingers in your nostrils for hours after you leave. Blood slipped down the left side of his face‚ dripping off his chin‚ slowly forming a tiny puddle between his legs. His hair was a mess‚ his clothes soaked - ragged in places where the medics had cut them to check
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Short Story There is one thing in my life that I cannot go a day without and that being my purse. My purse is much more important to me than a hauler of my things that gets carried along with me everywhere I go. It metaphorically carries my life in its silk lining. So on a frigid day in November while on vacation in New York‚ I made a horrible realization that I lost my purse. After realizing that I lost my purse I felt like a mother that just lost her child. All I could think about is that
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About the short story‚ How (by Lorrie Moore) 1. What kind of the person is the main character (You) in Lorrie Moore’s short story‚ How? According to the description inside the contents‚ the woman‚ you‚ is a white-collar class office lady at the age of mid-thirty or older by speculation. We can implicitly know that she may have a well-pay job‚ and that she can live independently. From her unique tone of speaking throughout the story‚ readers will little by little form a charming‚ sophisticated
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Patience Jones November 12‚ 2012 Short Story Corrections Everything Matters Everything Matters “Shay! How are you?” asked Leah. Leah and Shay were cousins‚ but they acted like sisters. Shay and Leah lived together and were both in college. Shay had just gotten back from a vacation in Cuba. Shay hugged Leah and said‚ “I’m doing okay. I feel a little down lately.” Shay frowned. “Well‚ how was your trip?” asked Leah. Shay just shrugged and waved her off then went into the house. Later
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fact‚ quality‚ or recognition or being singular. Superannuated retired because of age or infirmity. Unnerving make someone lose courage or confidence. Veneer Covering something with a nice piece of wood About the Author: Bill Bryson’s a popular travel writer whose hiking stories combine human interest with a sense of interest and humor. Bryson has spent more than 20 years in England‚ touring the countryside and writing bestselling books. In 1995‚ Bryson returned the the UAS in New Hampshire near the appalachian trail
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SAAB’s Sad Story: The Last Episode Contents: 1. Title Page 2. Abstract 3. Article summary and its implications for the business community 4. Looking at SAAB as a product of globalisation 5. The strength of emergent economies and why large companies look to them for assistance 6. The ‘Creative Destruction of Capitalism’ 7. Different strategic choices 8. References 9. Bibliography Abstract This report is divided
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In the story‚ “The Lottery‚” by Shirley Jackson‚ the only point of view used by the author is the dramatic or objective point of view. In this point of view‚ the narrator is an unidentified speaker who reports things in great detail‚ even though the narrator does not play a role in the story. By using such point of view‚ Jackson builds an aura of uncertainty that endures until the dramatic ending of the story. From the beginning of the story‚ the knowledge about the lottery is revealed only by the
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together my group had four meetings and all of them helped us to learn more about the book‚ ourselves as a group participant‚ and as peers. From our group discussions had a greater grasp of the book we were reading. For me I was able to fully understand the underlining conflict throughout the whole book. Without the help of my group I would not been able to figure out the plot or the whole point of the story. Also throughout the story the main character change his view on the world around him‚ I however
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