The next morning I was outside with my sisters still looking in a few cars. Every once and a while, we would find random little things that seemed good to keep. Some just seemed completely useless. “Layla, check this shit out!” Lilly exclaimed. I shook my head at her language, but walked over to the car she was at. When I arrived, I gasped at what she was looking at. “Look at all this stuff!” Inside was a bunch of suitcases, some with clothes, some with food, and some with guns. This was our savoir in bag form. We looked at each other and smiled. Elizabeth came over and started to ask a question, but stopped at the sight of the bags. “Holy crap…” she whispered, looking in the bags. “Well, I’m changing. Cover my back, Lilly,” I said. She chuckled and nodded, covering my back as well as looking in one of the bags. As I looked deeper, I found some black leggings, two tank tops, one purple and one red, and a plaid cover up. I quickly slipped out of my dirty clothes and into the leggings, the dark red tank top, and the cover up. When I nudged her shoulder, she turned around and whistled. “Damn girl. Those leggings look good.” I snorted and shook my head. “Oh come on, Layla. You have that perfect body, why not flaunt it?” I raised my eyebrow at her. “Because it’s the apocalypse and no one has time for looking remotely good in clothes.” She snorted and shook her head. “That doesn’t stop guys from looking at you…” I snorted again and pushed her shoulder. I looked around and saw Rick and Shane talking. I walked over to talk to them. When they noticed me, both looked at my change of clothes. “Found them in the cars?” Rick asked. I nodded. He shook his head and looked back at Shane. “How are we splitting up to find Sophia?” I asked. He shook his head again. “There’s no splitting up. We’re all going out except for Dale and T-Dog.” I nodded, even though I was a little unsure. I looked around and finally found Daryl up, but his back was too me. I smiled and walked over. Hearing footsteps, he turned around and, upon noticing me, smiled small. But then he saw my clothes, and I could see his mouth open slightly. “Morning,” I said happily. He continued to stare. I chuckled and placed my hand on his chin, closing his mouth. “You’ll catch flies like that, Dixon.” He shook his head and looked at my clothes again. “That’s…new.” I smiled and chuckled again. “Found it in one of the cars. Had a shit load of stuff in it, including these. You like it?” Almost immediately he nodded, and I chuckled yet again. “Might take a few more clothes, then.” He stared at me for a second and shook his head. “What?” Looking at me again, I noticed a small half smile on his face. “Daryl, what?” “Lay, I-“ he was about to say, but was interrupted by Shane. “Lets go!” he exclaimed. Daryl glared at him and I snickered. “Come on, lets go before he pops a molly.” He snorted and followed me into the forest where most of us were. As we walked further, I stayed close to my sisters and close to Daryl. We found a tent sooner or later. Rick and Carol moved a little closer…
the protagonist of Sylvia Plath’s autobiographical fiction,
, is a college student who loves to write and who finds success through scholarships,
competitions, and the like. While luck appears to exist as a fairly recurrent staple in Esther’s life
at the beginning of the novel, in actuality, her debilitating mental disease infects Esther’s success
with traces of torment. Esther refers to her condition as a “bell jar” that entraps her and causes
her to see a distorted view of the world…
Automobile Decisions for Families
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feeling that could be me in a couple years if I keep it up. This book is so depressing that it put me in a melancholic mood. I was reflecting a lot of thoughts while reading this book.
The Bell Jar opened my eyes to a lot of things. It made me see why Sylvia path called it “The Bell Jar”. Sometimes you feel so down it's like you've shrunken like Alice (Alice and wonderland) and you’re trapped at the bottom of a jar. It made me see the symbolism and better understand what Esther was…
these great automobiles. My GS currently has over 200k miles and is still running like a champ with minor maintenance such as regular oil changes, filter changes, and timing belt replacement which you can do at home with basic automobile experience. The Lexus GS I own has always started without a problem, and as quick as ever.
Lexus are known for their luxury features such as leather seats, navigation, and a great sound system. Even though not all cars come with it, spending a little bit more money…
A review of Alexander Graham Bell:
Education, Tragedy and Inspiration
In the biography: Alexander Graham Bell: The Life and Times of the Man Who Invented the Telephone, the authors Edwin S. Grosvenor and Morgan Wesson explain how Bell's family influenced his work. Grosevenor (Bell's great-grandson) portrays Bell's extraordinary life as he travels through the process of putting brilliant ideas into inventions.
Alexander Graham Bell was born in 1847 Edinburg, Scotland…
3 October 2013
After turmoil and despair, peace is never completely out of reach.
“Christmas Bells,” written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, represents the destruction of peace with the onset of the American Civil War, alludes to his personal support of the North in the fight for the abolition of slavery, and testifies to Longfellow’s ultimate hope for resolution and harmony between the feuding North and South.
The contrast between…
THE MYSTERIOUS DARKNESS:
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Normalcy is defined in the dictionary as the condition of being normal; the state of being usual, typical, or expected. The character of Esther Greenwood in The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath penetrates the boundaries of being normal. Esther’s story is more than the pursuit for sexual freedom that many claim it to be. Her story is a silent call for help. But why does Esther need help? There is evidence to support the…
The Automobile Industry
John Anderson, Kevin Kwong, Jake Little
The auto industry has been quite volatile over the last decade. It was arguably the hardest industry hit by the recession, but it has climbed back with the rest of the economy. However, the outlook for the “Big Three” US automakers (Chrysler, Ford, and General Motors) is not as promising as the Asian automakers (Toyota, Honda, Hyundai, Nissan)…
By Katie Farina
I wasn’t thinking of planning to kill anyone when I was a ten year old girl. Why would I? In 1994 I was in school and during the summer I would hang out with my friends till it got dark and my parents called me to come in. I was playing softball with a travel team back then as well. I wasn’t thinking of planning to kill anyone when I was a ten year old girl. I also have a good conscience unfortunately, that if I ever murdered anyone even if…