I walked to the bar where the bartender asked me "What would you like there, señor?... Everywhere I walked, people seemed to like my presence. ... The high noon sun was hovering above me and it was heating up, especially me since my outfit was all black with many layers underneath. ... The black car that Alexandra sat in finally drove up. ... My whole focus was directly down that very long and black barrel. ...
She might be pretty but anger made her looking like a bitch. Some people say that dreams are Black & White and have no colors. ... Then why would anyone like to be in love. ... Amazingly she just like that, I had pictured her about. ... I felt like I am dead and can't breathe. ...
His head was turned to the side and there was blood pouring from his mouth, encircling his head like a halo. ... Her house, or what was left of it was completely black and there was ruble everywhere. ... I lost a lot of me that year. ... I remember the air smelling foul and a big man with a grease stained face and curly black hair in disarray pulling a gun on me asking me for my backpack. ... The sound of the man's choking last breath rung through the cells for what seemed like eternality. ...
The first hallway was pitch black and looked like it hadn't been walked down in centuries. ... The object almost looked like a child and it hadn't been there before. ... The only blood was the pool under her and it looked like she had been dragged and thrown down the stairs. ... When I look behind me, I notice a guy with a bloody and body running after me. ... The bloody man chasing me is lying dead beside me. ...
Walking down the stairs at the end of the school day, I was as happy as can be, because I had brought my rollerblades to school so I could skate at SACC on the black top. ... It didn't feel like my living room, but it did. ... She grabbed me and hugged me, squeezed so tight as if she would never be able to hold me so close again. ... He was a good actor, he put on his confused face and acted like what are you talking about, you don't like it? ... I just felt like there was something I could have done, like be a better daughter, but there wasn't it wasn't my fault. ...
I was not in a bad part of town, however, some of the people I saw would make me think otherwise. ... As he stepped out of his black Mercedes Benz, his light pink pants and pink shirt caught my eyes. ... To me this city is a vacation spot, my favorite vacation spot. ... They are just living their lives like anyone else. ... The city of San Francisco has showed me that people are different. ...
You would think that with Rosa being thirteen years older than me it would be like fire and ice, not a great combination to start with. ... At some point the wave hit me real hard and flipped me over along with Rosa. ... I don't remember what else happened because everything went black.... Emilia was just a mere baby so it didn't have a major impact on her like it did on me. ... I have to make sure certain standards are made for my little sister hoping she makes the right choices in life like the way Rosa did for me. ...
Is their dress going to be from a certain time, cultural, or a hand me down? ... If the wedding starts after six o"clock in the evening then she should have a formal, more elegant look to her, the black tie affair look. ... But then there dresses like the Cinderella style tight up top, and big ball room bottom. ... Dad can you please pick that up for me, my nails are to long. ... One is so it adds a special touch to her dress, and so it can become a hand me down to her daughter for her wedding. ...
As the dust began to settle I could hear the car's engine still running, almost like it was on the verge of exploding. ... I was starting to black out for I was going into shock, so I left Ryan behind and walked to the closest house I saw. ... "Why did you leave with out me?" ... "My arm is killing me. ... My mom and dad helped me into the car. ...
My life isn't like any other nineteen years olds. ... He was about five inches taller than me with caramel skin, sparkling brown eyes and jet black hair with little curls and waves in it. ... I wouldn't say that I loved him but it sure felt like I did. ... He hollered for me to come to him. ... But once he looked at her it was like all the anger he had just disappeared. ...
To me, the villain is the more dramatic character. ... I have gone through thing in my life that have made me not trust people so I always have my guard up and never let people get to close, and too often this makes me misunderstood. ... So she grabs a stick and uses her magic to turn it into a black staff. ... After her "fall into darkness" she wore all black and looked very intimidating. ... Hearing the news was like adding fire to a broken heart. ...
Nanny also speaks directly about the lack of control that black people; especially black women have over their world. ... Despite the fact that this was done by Nanny to try and protect Janie from the horrible fate of so many other black women, that kind of protection is very controlling, even if it isn't meant to be. ... Turner takes an interest in Janie and tries to convince her to leave Tea Cake for her brother it makes Tea Cake feel like he is losing control, not necessarily control over Janie, but control as to how Mrs. ... The entire incident with Tea Cake slapping Janie is over the...
And then it passes through me, like rain." ... And like the manicured Caroline, American Beauty is also perfectly detailed and structured, and few of the details are accidental. ... And the change Angela makes from pseudo-sexual deviant to child-like teary virgin. ... For example, the Fitz residence, which had an eerie "Pleasantville" meets "Virgin Suicides" feel to it, always showed Ricky looking like a 50's teenager, with his crisp white shirt, black tie and combed over hair. ... As he sits at the kitchen table, a luminous glow cast over his face from the black &...
Morgan reminded me of a morgue. He was always talking of what death would be like... Virgil reminds me of a virgin, pure and sweet. ... Mattie was not an influential but she reminded me of a doormat. ... I'm coming and I am bringing hell with me!" ...
Laslo isn"t followed enough to make him the hero and Isla seems like the hero though in the end she asks Rick to make all the decisions, which puts her more in the background than you would expect the hero to be. ... Isla realises how much she has hurt Rick when his reaction to her pointing a gun at him is "Go ahead and shoot, you'll be doing me a favour", this leads to Rick giving her an opportunity to explain why she left Paris, an attempt by Isla to repair the damage she has done to Rick. 5 a return to some kind of equilibrium, before Isla explained what happened, thinking about Pari...
With moral support of the city's black residents, Baby Suggs's speeches at the Clearing made her an inspiration for the community. ... Like Paul D, Sethe and Baby Suggs get flashbacks that bring themselves closer to their true identities. ... For example, Paul says to Beloved, "She don't love me like I love her. ...
