In the short story How I Met My Husband by author Alice Munro‚ the setting takes place in a small country town around the end of WWII. It is easy to tell that Edie feels a little out of place in the Peebles’ house since they are new to the country and are more wealthy than Edie’s family. When Edie was describing her job she says‚ “Mrs. Peebles had an automatic washer and dryer‚ the first I ever saw‚” (Munro 220). This quote shows how not many people were able to afford luxuries like modern day conveniences
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who entered this area was never seen again. Screams were heard from the forests‚ accompanied by cracking of eggs. This is told to be the dragon’s egg cracking to attack the helpless victims of curiosity. The moonlight struck. I packed my bags to head to the trail with my companion‚
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While attending a ball in Longbourn last night‚ I witnessed an altercation between Mr. Darcy and Miss Bennet that I won’t soon forget! The ball started out as any other. I arrived to the assembly hall early‚ and made polite conversation with Mrs. Bennet and her five girls until the majority of the guests had arrived and dancing began. My first partner of the night was Mrs. Bennet‚ who gossiped to me throughout the dance. She expressed her concern as to why Mr. Bingley and his party
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Hour Me and my one true love Anna have been in love for many years‚ since we were thirteen. Now at the minor age of 18‚ are feelings have grown vastly for one another. We spend only an hour each day‚ before sun down‚ Together. We always settle to meet at the same place. It beholds no name‚ yet we meet there as its scenery is of a rare encounter. its golden brown trees‚ and luxurious pure green grass can only be described as bespoke beauty. Various couples spend time there to be romantic with
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“I will die before they touch my precious lands‚” Luna stated. Walking toward the battlefront‚ she gazes around. “When I shall perish‚ remember‚ the heart of the pack is what makes us stronger. Without love‚ without the bond that makes us not only a pack‚ but also a family‚ we are no better than these heartless
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Finding My Voice Influence can come from anywhere when it comes to writing. A lot of my influence comes from what I read‚ or a specific author’s writing style. I try to take pieces from different authors and connect them to my writing‚ creating something that sounds unique and different‚ and also something that I would enjoy reading if I was the audience. Many of my favorite authors have different writing styles‚ but one particular author that really catches my attention is Ellen Hopkins.
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‘I will go first‚’ said Jerth leading them on to the vague pathway that led upwards alongside the stream. ‘My eyesight is better that yours in the dark. Hold on to my coat tail and watch your step.’ The others followed suit. Holding on to cloaks and belts they wound their way up the hillside. Jakth followed behind‚ with Sorrow walking
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He was so excited to tell the family of what had happened. When he got home he sat the whole family at their dining table‚ when he got done explaining to the family how a figure offered him a wish‚ the family thought he was crazy! Pablo angrily grabbed Luis by the ear and took him to his room. Pablo gave him a pep talk of how to deal with crazy people on the streets‚ which obviously he was making fun of. Luis then told his dad‚ what if it is true? As many hours passed by there was loud knock
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up. Fully trained as an exo-biologist‚ he could quote from memory the genetic matrices‚ diseases‚ feeding‚ territorial and breeding habits of over thirty thousand animal and sentient species. With four planetary years in veterinary surgery‚ he knew how to heal many different species. And
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being watched?" Killua slipped in. His comment made Gon’s stomach twist in such a way he hadn’t felt before since fall down into the Underground. His eyes darted back and forth between the clustered rawbone trees enclosing them in. Nothing unusual. "I don’t think so…" Gon said‚ trailing off when he saw a cloud of breath trickling from his mouth. ’No there’s definitely someone here‚’ Killua grabbed
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