Lessons

I was at my girlfriends house hanging out with some friends while she was in the shower. We were outside in the drive way and my buddy Corey pulled up on his lawnmower. It was a green John Deer and it had a black grill in the front of it. I picked the whole front end of the lawnmower up and as I was going to put it down he moved the gears and the lawnmower jumped and hit me straight in the chest and slammed my bottom on the concrete and my back against the car I said dude why did you and before I could say why did you do that I ran out of breath and couldn't breath. When I stood up I finally gasped for air. The lesson is if you going to pick up a lawnmower make sure it off so it doesn't run you over.

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-trenchant wit, irony or sarcasm used to expose and discredit vice or folly.
Irony-a pretense of ignorance and of willingness to learn from another assumed in order to make the other's false conceptions conspicuous by adroit uestioning.
Analogy-inference that if two or more things agree with one anther in some respects they will. prob. agree in others.
Foreshadowing-to represent, indicate, or typify beforehand.

Joshua Schlinker

Figurative Language

Figurative-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.

Trope-A word used in a figurative sentence.

What do all four terms have in common.

They all have something to do with Figurative language and they are all metaphors.

Story Spinners Option 3

As I regained conscientiousness I remember asking were am I. I look around just to see nothing. Everything is pitch black and not a soul in sight. Out of no where I see headlights coming straight towards me. I am terrified! I see a door and run to it.

I am in a vestibule. I see a long hallway with dim lights that are flickering. I feel like I am acting stubborn, but if you were in my position you would to. I here a voice that says your to blame for this over and over again. I hear foot steps coming towards me so I hide in a closet.

Right outside the closet door I hear to men exchanging words. I hear them say were did he go. I see there shadows. I am so scared that my heart feels like it is beating a thousand miles per hour. They leave so I sneak out of the closet and go the opposite way they do. Once I get outside I run to my house as fast as I can. Once I get home I wake up and realized it was all just a dream and I go back to sleep.