My lungs filled with thick, sticky fog at three o"clock in the morning. It made the morning look vile and shivering. My hands were cold as ice. I am just about to get in my boyfriend's blue jetta. I had a feeling in my stomach that I shouldn't have got in his car. Of coarse I denied my self-conscious. Drugs and alcohol are flowing through our tired bodies. I was so eager to get into my warm bed. My friend Kyle had to work in a couple of hours so I told him that we would give him a ride home. I sensed his jealousy escalating as soon as he started to drive. I decided to ignore him and that seemed to make the moment worst. As soon as we dropped off our friend Kyle he accelerated at full speed toward our next destination. At one point I became a victim of his anxiety. I didn't know what to expect next. As he parked his car on the side of the road he yelled at me to leave his car at once. I refused.
"Get out of my fucking car" he shouted with his eyes bulging out of his small head.
"No, why? What is wrong with you? Are you sick or something?" I replied showing confusion on my face.
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With great speed, he reaches the handle of my door and tried to force me out of his car. I tried to show my strength so I decided to sit still and to manipulate him to tell me what was on his mind.
"If you don't get out, I will go home and you"ll walk home in the dark in the cold alone." He shouted angrily.
Unsuccessful in trying to get me out of his car; he began to drive mystically and made a sharp left turn. My reaction was to reach and grab the wheel and turn left. Big mistake. This day will always haunt my memories.
"You fucking bitch. This is my car so get out" he punched the side of my head with great force.
" No, not until you tell me what I did wrong" I screamed with tears building up in my eyes.
I saw his fist once again heading toward my head. I was taut to never let the enemy away with victory so this time I did the same thing back to him as he has done to me.
As I got older it began to haunt me a little. ... I wonder if any of these things will ever me revealed to me? ... I hope that someday I will hear the things that have haunted my mind for so long. ... I feel like it's my right to know where my past lies. I don't know what it is I am looking to find, but I hope that one day it will be revealed to me and I can look back and make sense of it all. ...
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Anxiety overrides Macbeth as he begins to hallucinate, "Is this a dagger which I see before me? ... Come, let me clutch thee!... Instead Macbeth continues to accept the fact that he will murder Duncan without thinking twice, "Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going. ... Macbeth has quickly become haunted by his wrongdoings. ... Her past actions begin to catch up to her as she begins to obsess over not being able to cleanse herself of the murder, "What will these hands ne'er be clean?...
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Abby is determined to retrace her lost sibling's dark descent embarking upon an emotional journey that will exanimate the strength of her spirit, and deny everything she once believed about her family and herself. ... Sister is a sad, fascinating tale of the past and present of family and love. ... Her memories of her younger brother Sam, who disappears at teenage age, and her changing understanding of her parents allow her to differentiate between the versions of the past she is presented with. ... I can see why Abby is struggling through life, since the day her brother disappearance she...
