Belonging Short Story Essays and Term Papers

  • Belonging - Short Story

    Short Story Screaming in pain, Rebecca was about to give birth to her first baby. She was forced to have a homebirth as there were no hospitals around for miles. Her shrieks of pain had woken everyone in the neighbourhood, many came up to the house to get a glimpse of the situation. One of Rebecca’s...

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  • Short Story - Belonging

    He sat in his rocking chair smoking his pipe. The only light in the room was the fire, which was slowly but surely dieing out. Every now and then, the burning wood would give off a crackling sound of pieces falling away from it and a spark would jump out of the furnace. The room was a small and decorated...

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  • Belonging short story

    Belonging to myself The sun was shining through the Venetian blinds, forming lines of warmth and security. I sat limply in my rocking arm chair and allowed it to gently rock me. The only sound that permeated through the room was the melodic wave crashing outside. I glanced around my beach house, its...

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  • Short Story on Belonging Yo

    death. In losing him she had lost hope in understanding him, and understanding herself. For in understanding is the true sense of genuine love, and belonging. This is what she had come to believe. Until she began to read. She started with the older authors. Oscar Wilde, Henry Lawrence, Virginia Wolf, the...

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  • Vietnamese Short Story Belonging

    1974, April 30th. Saigon falls to the Communists of the north. Everything changes in the blink of an eye. I gazed at the ao dai before me. It was beautiful: made from the finest silk, there were intricate flowery patterns adorning its front. My mother told me that only true ladies wore the ao dai;...

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  • Short Story Belonging

    must first go backwards. Because if we do not, you will not comprehend how Theodore ‘Fire-sword’ Cutajar came to belong on that battlefield. This story originates, as many do, on a dark and stormy night, when the world seemed to balance precariously on a precipice between light and dark. One movement...

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  • English Short Story on Belonging

    has kept us safe thus far. No thanks to you,’ he added. ‘A headache is nothing, but you know how little things are blown out of proportion. It is a short step from a whisper of gossip to being sent to the government’s so called “refuge”.’ ‘You have been made a supervisor’, I said flatly and now his face...

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  • Belonging - Short Story

    *** My father slowly wiped down the Lee-Enfield while I filled up the metal canteen. “Father, is it going to hurt the rabbit?” He let out a short laughter, finished with a smirk and a smile offering me to polish the .303 that he was wiping. “Come on son, if you have a mind as weak as that, you...

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  • Belonging Story

    tore apart my house like a wet paper bag. After hours of inhaling the smoke of my memories, it had left. As I arose from the stream in only a pair of shorts that could’ve been mistaken as a torn piece of cloth, I only realised how badly I had been attacked. My right arm resembled a burnt marsh mellow, my...

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  • Belonging story

    Creative Story September 3rd, 2012. A war torn country, plagued with death and injury, houses the lives of a helpless family looking for survival. Mohammed, Tira and their daughter ashur, are constantly forced into moving like a rat in a cage from house to house in order to find peace and quiet for...

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  • Belonging Story

    Untitled The scraping of silver wear cutting through the freshly cooked turkey bittered the air. The cranberry sauce caught the glimmer of the slightly dimmed light, reflecting an unwelcoming sight. And the loud clinks of the cutlery highlighted the shear silence of this celebration for the pilgrims...

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  • belonging story

    the lights blare down on the podeum, the cardinal, alone at its peak speaks out over the assembeled mass. Raitiating down from him his angels each with their staff of office surround the podeum, each chosen for their purity and devotion to the cause, then arround them are the keepers of the hosue, the...

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  • Belonging Story

    Johns finally woke up from his battle wound, the doctor ordered him to discard himself from the army and leave Iraq immediately. John’s response was short and sweet. “I’m doing this for my family. Life and liberty and freedom. That is my promise. I would die for that hope. The doctors and the General both...

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  • Short Stories

    want to avenge the death of the man who Pepe killed. After much running and even being shot, he is killed by these men. | Tone: The tone of this story is extremely suspenseful. The author has kept the reader on a hook to find out whether Pepe escapes the gunmen. The reader is desperate to know whether...

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  • Short Story

    chose Indiana. I attended IU last fall and came home in December for Christmas break. I decided Ole Miss was where my heart belonged. After applying short notice and hearing back, I was headed down south for good. My parent’s favorite advice, “Everything will work itself out,” was an affirmation I didn’t...

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  • Short Stories

    The pioneers of the teaching of science imagined that its     introduction into education would remove the conventionality,     artificiality, and backward-lookingness which were characteristic;     of classical studies, but they were gravely disappointed. So, too, in 5   their time had the humanists...

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  • Short Story

    Left In The Dark The dreadful smell of something rotting filled the small, dark room. Whoever was keeping me here had put me down in the basement. I found this out after my first escape attempt. Ever since then he has been coming down every day, just to check on me or to cause me pain. I was sitting...

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  • Short Story

    MEIN BLOOD It was four in the morning and I was wearing the best dress – red velvet. I have always wear the most valour colour every person’s perceive. No one could ever know what...

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  • Short Story

    Unwelcome Passenger The man looked familiar, and immediately I felt my pulse quicken. He wore oil-stained jeans and a torn leather vest, but no shirt. Straight black hair hung nearly to his waist. A snake tattoo circled his forearm. Mid-thirties, I guessed. I didn't realize I was staring so hard...

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  • Short Story

    "...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...

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