Lesson Learned

An important lesson I have learned is to keep high grades. With high grades you have less things to worry about. Things such as playing sports, getting in trouble with parents, and having tutorials. I have never really had bad grades, but watching the people around me that do i see what they have to deal with. So threw them I learn to keep good grades.

Comma What?

My father had left our house in the midst of a fight, between Lindsey and my mother. My mother was trying to get Lindsey to go with her to the Y to swim. Without thinking Lindsey had blared, "I'd rather die!" at the top of her lungs. My father watched as my mother froze, then burst, fleeing to their bedroom to wail behind the door. He quietly tucked his notebook in his jacket pocket, took the car keys off the hook by the back door, and snuck out.

Satire- a literary work in which vices, follies, etc. are held up to ridicule and contempt.

Irony- expression in which the intended meaning of the words is the direct opposite of their usual sense.

Analogy- similarity in some way.

Foreshadowing-to indicate or suggest beforehand.

Figurative Language

Figurative- representing by means of a figure or symbol, not in its literal sense.

Figure of Speech-an expression as a metaphor or simile, using words in a non-literal sense or unusual way.

Imagery-mental images, figurative language.

Trope- figurative language or a word in a figurative sense.

All these terms have something to do with figurative language. They all give some type of metal images and are all used in a non-literal sense.

Story Spinners: Option 3

As I regained consciousness, I remember asking myself "what was the last thing i saw?" I remembered it being a bright pair of headlights. Then it all started coming back to me. I couldn't believe i was stubborn enough to walk out in the middle of the night on a busy street. I had remembered entering the street when i came out of the vestibule, then there were headlights, then i woke up in an alley.

So the next day i went to the police station to try and figure out more about how i ended up in this dark alley. Nobody had reported hitting anyone with there vehicle or seeing anyone get hit with one as well. It ended up that i left with no answers. The police said they would go to the site and check things out to see if they could come up with more info. But they could find nothing with which to blame someone with.

A few weeks after the incident still nobody had any idea who had put me in the alley or why they put me there. I laid awake at night trying to fit pieces together. I thought long and hard but just couldn't seem to come up with anything. Weeks of thinking turned into months of thinking. To this day i still have no clue who hit me and why i ended up in that dark alley.