"Thrills and Chills" My alarm goes off at seven o'clock in the mourning, as I roll over in my bed to turn it off. Lying there half-asleep I begin to grin as my mom comes in to turn my light on. As she opens the door I can smell the alluring smell of coffee and fresh biscuits. Le...

This is a picture of my brother Eric and his G.A.N.G (God's Anointed Now Generation). Eric is twenty-four years old and he is the youth leader of his church Victory Outreach. My brother is the man on the right side holding the microphone and wearing a white T-shirt, beige pants and a black ba...

The Awakening Women of the 19th-century America were very much under patriarchy control. They were under control of their father, brother, husband, or other male relative, for most or all of their lives. Edna Pontellier learned this first hand first from her father, then her husband then f...

Journal, You should have seen Hester's face when she recognized me, I could see the fright in her eyes. She must have thought I would confess my real identity to these good Puritan citizens, but no, I shall not bring shame to myself, I would rather her hold the self-afflicted burden she carr...

At first glance she thought that this new place might just hold something, something more than what only you could see with you're average eye. When she looked around at the unfamiliarity of this place she was to call home, it was like a jolt of electricity through cold blue water and sent her...

Summer in Newfoundland It all began with a trip that my grandmother and I made to visit my Aunt Ada and my Uncle Fonz. We had finally made it to the docks of St. John. I finally felt freedom from the nauseating feeling from the ship rocking back and forth. Driving off the ship, there was ...