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Ellen Glasgow
One Man In His Time
- Abenteuer
- Englisch
- 106370 Wörter
- Ab 18 Jahren
- 2
The Shutters Were Not Closed At The Lower Windows, And The Firelight
Flickered Between The Short Curtains Of Some Brownish Muslin. As Stephen
Passed The Gate On His Way Down The Hill, A Figure Crossed One Of The
Windows, And His Frown Deepened As He Recognized, Or Imagined That He
Recognized, The Shadow Of Gideon Vetch.
"Gideon Vetch!" At The Sound Of The Name The Young Man Threw Back His
Head And Laughed Softly. A Gideon Vetch Was Governor Of Virginia! Here
Also, He Told Himself, Half Humorously, Half Bitterly, Democracy Had
Won. Here Also The Destroying Idea Had Triumphed. In Sight Of The Bronze
Washington, This Gideon Vetch, One Of "The Poor White Trash," Born In a
Circus Tent, So People Said, The Demagogue Of Demagogues In Stephen'S
Opinion--This Gideon Vetch Had Become Governor Of Virginia! Yet The
Placid Course Of Stephen'S Life Flowed On Precisely As It Had Flowed
Ever Since He Could Remember, And The Dramatic Hand Of Washington Had
Not Fallen. It Was Still So Recent; It Had Come About So Unexpectedly,
That People--At Least The People The Young Man Knew And Esteemed--Were
Still Trying To Explain How It Had Happened. The Old Party Had Been
Sleeping, Of Course; It Had Grown Too Confident, Some Said Too
Corpulent; And It Had Slept On Peacefully, In Spite Of The Stirring
Strength Of The Labour Leaders, In Spite Of The Threatening Coalition Of
The New Factions, In Spite Even Of The Swift Revolt Against The Stubborn
Forces Of Habit, Of Tradition, Of Overweening Authority. His Mother, He
Knew, Held The World War Responsible; But Then His Mother Was So
Constituted That She Was Obliged To Blame Somebody Or Something For
Whatever Happened. Yet Others, He Admitted, As Well As His Mother, Held
The War Responsible For Gideon Vetch--As If The Great Struggle Had Cast
Him Out In Some Gigantic Cataclysm, As If It Had Broken Through The Once
Solid Ground Of Established Order, And Had Released Into The World All
The Explosive Gases Of Disintegration, Of Destruction. [mehr]
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Nellie Cake
Russian Watch
Charlatan
- Verbrechen
- Englisch
- 13077 Wörter
- Ab 18 Jahren
I couldn't eat I thought it would fall out. He got us tequila and beer. This was what I needed? I was happy to lay down, have food and drink! We drank alcohol throughout the night. I was so smashed I wasn't feeling the agony so we went dancing at Mario's. That night I was in massive pain, but continued drinking and doing cocaine. I didn't have anything to live for without my children. It took a year to hold my head up without help.
With no occupation, cash, vehicle or home I hitched to Kentucky to find my children. I found Katy's brother who told me where they were. Karen came to the door. I was standing knee deep in snow solidifying. Karen said; "Typically I wouldn't let trash in, but the situation being what it is I may let you look at them. They're sleeping in the cellar don't wake them." I said; "My children are on the missing kids rundown and I'm their mother."
The law told me to get them back I had to battle for them in the state they're in. Katy worked for Bell South as an administrator. Bell South enabled her to move each time she's searching for me. Katy got home that evening to find me there. I said; "You stole my kids while I'm on my death bed." She said; "You had no way of dealing with them, Woody and I thought this was ideal." She refused to believe her precious son was violent.
Watching them rest in warmth with food I could only have consideration for them. I went to look at Billy and Chastity after two years. Many times I stared in their room in Florida where their possessions were abandoned and cried. My children were in the hands of Katy who abhorred me energetically. I've lost my children, a piece of me! Katy said; "You can have them back if you stay with Tommy for three months." He was at the Vetran's bar in Winchester.
I buried my face in his immense chest as we embraced tears streamed down quick as spilling water. I thought, you lying two bit bastard. He said; "I can't believe your alive." I begged each day to go see my house. It's a prefab brought in two sections. There's two fireplaces, a papa bear and baby bear wood burning stoves. I enjoyed chopping wood. I was on edge watching them back it in and out when a brick broke. It's my foundation I wanted this to go right. [mehr]
Stichwörter: Hillbilly, rape, violence, Covid, Virus, alcohol, drugs, sex
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JJ Pengilly
Blinkered
Tale of a Monkey on a Stick
- Belletristik
- Englisch
- 78341 Wörter
- Ab 16 Jahren
- 295
- 1
Horse racing is the Sport of Kings, but also the historical workplace of the underclass. Jockeys may inhabit both worlds and can rise, if talented and lucky, from pauper to feted royalty. Duncan Pengilly is at the peak of his powers and anointed at the top of his profession - a prince in silks. Following a fall Duncan now finds his murky past inhabiting the safe and confident place of his present. He fears for his safety - his sanity and his future - after he suffers a series of visions or hallucinations that render sitting atop a thoroughbred at full speed even more fraught with danger than it otherwise might be. At the same time his personal relationships also face the same prospects of imminent fracture. Risk and reflex are stock in trade for any successful jockey and Duncan responds to the threat by undertaking a reckless quest to find the source; to find a cure. In doing so he will be forced to confront his past in kaleidoscopic episodes and painful detail. Memories and dreams, imagination and truth. Blinkered offers a journey of discovery through the quagmire of the stable yard and glory of the racetrack, with observations and insight seen through both binoculars and Through the Looking-Glass. "Thomas Mann sat on a sumptuous black leather armchair on the business side of the desk. The only device or aid atop his desk was a cream telephone. Duncan sat uncomfortably on a chair of more humble expectations; a rigid frame perched upon a rigid frame. Duncan’s eyes darted about the room. It was sparsely decorated; a certificate of accreditation framed and set conspicuously on the wall behind the desk; a framed photograph of Mr Mann shaking hands with an unsmiling ex-Prime Minister (most widely remembered not for policy but for the manner in which he was to gain power) hung at an angle on the wall to the right. Duncan had expected a better show, piles of slow burnt ash and ample displays of flash-trash, objet d’tective: a gun, warm, though not still smoking, courtesy of Messers Smith and Wesson; knuckledusters, spotted with blood and tarnished with wear and abuse; handcuffs on the desk to be jingled and jangled at flat spots in the conversation; and there would be mug shots of criminals most vile, poor haircuts, bent and broken noses and distinguishing tattoos; a coffee crusted mug and food scraps, potato chips and various fluorescent colours of pizza toppings would brighten the desktop and floor; and where were the pornographic photographs, open files and fingerprint kits, the magnifying glass, the fucking detective stuff!? Duncan sat disillusioned and disappointed. A waste of time, he thought, preparing some excuse to leave before further embarrassing himself." [mehr]
Stichwörter: horseracing, jockeys, literature, horses
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Ayla Vasquez
life as we live it
what hurts the most makes you stronger
- Drama
- Englisch
- 2 Wörter
- Ab 18 Jahren
- 19
My name is Raven, I live with my twin sister Macy and my father. Wheres my mother you ask? She left when I was only 1 year old. I have no idea what she looks like, there isn’t any photos or videos of her, My dad burnt them all when she left. I guess she thought that she can make a better life for her self and until then me and my sister live with my father. My sister and I are 14 years old we are very close because if we weren’t we wouldn’t make it. My father shouldn’t even be aloud to be one. No child should have to go through what i do every day because mommy left and isn’t here to keep dad from hitting us some parents I have. Every day I have to hear my sister ask the same thing “do you think mom is ever coming back to save us?” I tell her the same thing each time “I hope so don’t know how much more I can take”.
Its a monday and I have a bruise from the night be for and it still hurts. When I walk in to my first period class I get pulled to the hall way for the tenth time this month. “I know i’ve asked this before but it just don’t seem right is there something going on at home that you would like to tell me?”
I stand there a second then say, “No not that I can think of why?”
“Because at least four times a week you come to school with a new bruise.” As I try and think of a reason why I got it this time she looked at me with a sad look in her eye and said, “Raven you can tell me I just want you and your sister to be safe and if you don’t tell me I cant help.”
“I don’t need help i can take care of myself,” I say as I walk back into the class.
That night i get home and my father is sitting on the couch waiting for us and he looks at me then Macy and says “so girls i got a call from school today”. I look at my sister with a worried look. As he stands up and walks towards us i get a huge knot in my stomach. “Now why would i be getting a call from the school asking why my two beautiful daughters have bruises?” We look at each other then back at him. “ Dad we didn’t say anything i promise” i say trying not to cry. He looks at me then tells my sister to go to her room and that he will talk to her later. “Now i would like you to tell me the truth right now be for crap gets ugly real fast.” I look at him straight in the eye and say “dad i am promising you that i didn’t say a word.” for a second i thought he believed my words till i look away and out of no where i feel a sharp pain down my spine. I fall to my knees and turn around, and he has that smirk he gets when he is getting thrill from the pain he caused. He raises his hand and back hands the side of my face and says “ they want to see bruises then they will see them they want to ask questions heres a question to ask.” as he hits me with each word i hear my sister crying she is worried that she is next. She wants to help but i told her over and over when i get beat stay in your room far away so he forgets your here she never listens to me. I hear her door crack open i pray that dad didn’t. Out of no were i hear her voice say leave my sister alone she’s not your punching bag. I say Macy i promise i’m fine you need to go in your room. Before i could say more dad was after her and i try and get up but cant. When i finely get the strength to i go in her room i can’t really walk because of the pain . As i run over to knock him off her i have so much pain and anger then it hits me that this man has done this to me and now her i’m not going to stand for this with all my anger i have no more pain. As i punch him in the back of his head and he turns around and looks at me and i continue to hit him. He grabs me by the throat and says “You think your all big and tough now don’t you? i mean really raven you think you stand a chance against me?” As i look at him and with a smile i say “ I don’t have to think about any thing i already no because i’m always stronger than trash on the side of the road.” He raises his other hand and before he swings i kick him. As i grab my sister she looks worried and and scared that one day were just not going to be able to just leave like this. He looks at me and says “you will regret this all of this.” I look back and say “Im sorry but your the one that will regret this.” As we walk away he is yelling but i couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. When i woke up the next morning i thought it was all a dream but then i realized that it was all real. I didn’t know were I was then I looked down and saw my sister sitting there staring at me, and she looks relieved that we left that horrible place but, what she don’t know is eventually were going to get found or caught or something and have to go back. [mehr]
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