He spotted a ﬁgure at the side of the road with his thumb out. It was not a good night for hitchhiking. He must have been quite desperate to get where he was going. The doctor signaled and pulled over. ‘Where are you going?’ asked the doctor.
“I’m going to my aunt Jemima’s. That’s north”. The hitchhiker climbed in. He was young and had wild red hair and a thick beard.
‘Awful night, eh?” said the doctor.
‘Yes. Yes, it is.’
They drove on in silence for a short while. The BBC radio phone-in blaring out from the car’s speakers ﬁlled in for conversation. They listened to the radio and their own thoughts as they moved on.
The doctor tapped the steering wheel nervously. The hitchhiker stared at him in his scrubs and lab coat. His own parka and t-shirt looked scruffy
The radio show carried on as they drove. The hitchhiker shifted in his seat and stared out the windscreen.
‘Is there music we could listen to? It calms me down.’
The doctor said nothing.
Suddenly there was a news bulletin on the radio.
‘We are getting reports that a patient has escaped from a nearby psychiatric institution. The man is said to be psychopathic and has a history of murder.’
The hitchhiker jabbed a finger on the button on the radio panel. Tinny pop music blurted out from the speakers. The doctor stared at his passenger, his question unasked.
‘I hate the news.’ answered the hitchhiker. ‘It’s depressing.
They drove on. The rain pounded on the car.
‘What do you do for a living?’ asked the doctor.
The hitchhiker was quiet for a moment.
‘I’m a writer.’
‘Have you had anything published?’
‘No. I’m an undiscovered artist.’
‘What are you working on?’
‘I’m writing a novel. It’s about a serial killer.’
The doctor didn’t speak. He flicked the radio station back on.
They drove on through the storm down the snaking lanes.
An hour later. The storm still raging. The hitchhiker looked out the window.
Another news bulletin came over the radio.
‘We’re getting more information on the patient. His name is Simon Hughes. He escaped earlier this evening. He is extremely dangerous and completely unpredictable. He made his escape by changing from his hospital issued uniform into a doctor’s uniform and pretending to be one of the medical staff. He stole a car and drove off.’
The hitchhiker turned to the doctor.
‘What did you say your name was?’
‘ I never said my name.’
Panicked, the hitchhiker glanced down at the doctor’s feet and noticed something he hadn’t before.
A crumpled patient’s robe, and a knife.
The Woodsman looks after every child. Every last one. He is the most caring person in his world, caring for all that do not mean harm. His importance is only revealed by the end of the book. By looking carefully at his characteristics, the reader comes to appreciate his role in the novel.
The Woodsman is a mysterious man who lives in the middle of the forest of the alien world in which David finds himself. The Woodsman does not reveal much of his past life to those who pass him by. Despite this, you can’t help but trust him (127). He earns David’s trust throughout the novel through his loyalty and dedication. Yet, who is this mysterious Woodsman who has no name?
The Woodsman seems to do nothing but care for the woods. He speaks of no family but the children who come from David’s world. How he could have lived to shelter all of them is unknown. there were many children all coming at very different times with life long gaps in between but the woodsman somehow managed it. doing the best he could to help all who are innocent.
The children and the woods are lucky to have had The Woodsman looking after them. When David falls out of his world, The Woodsman helps him find his way back. When the wolves bring evil to the woods, The Woodsman keeps the woods from harm. Being there for others is what The Woodsman does.
Mr. Baker was found dead on his bedroom floor. He was cut all over and had a rip in his chest. It was Alexa who found him. She was looking for his son Jonson Baker. Jonson’s mother had been found dead only two days before.
A detective was called to the scene. He was tall, completely bald, and wearing jeans. Johnson showed him around the house. A tabby cat brushed up against the detective’s leg. “That’s one of Miss. Avery’s cats” Johnson explained pointing next door “she’s insane”. The detective could see many other cats creeping around on her lawn.
The detective went to see Miss Avery after the house tour. She was tall and skinny with short hair and dreadlocks. She was in the yard counting cats. “Hello Miss,” said the detective “goodbye Sir.” said Tayra Avery “I am busy at the moment” The detective was surprised but left straight away. On the sidewalk, he turned to look back and saw her pick up a tabby cat in one hand and an ax in the other than carry both backs to the house.
The detective walked back to the Baker’s house. He knocked on the Baker’s door. When Jonson didn’t answer he knocked again. He opened the door. Jonson was on the floor. His shirt was tattered. A rip was on his chest. Three cats were eating his heart.
Sitting in the temple of winter, Alex thought about all that had happened during his recent life.
For the last thousand years, Alex’s mother had kept winter at bay… it had been a helpful job to many people as before they had needed to store food during the cold time of year yet only two nights before he had woken to find frost covering the ground. It had not been right, it was June.
His father brought him to the temple to see what was wrong. As Alex entered his mother’s room, he had no difficulty in finding the problem. His mother’s face had turned as pale as a white rose with gleaming ice crystals through her flowing hair. She seemed to grow colder every minute. Alex watched, and soon she had gone from white to blue. After that, a silent maid pulled Alex out of the room. Alex never saw his mother again.
Once there lived a farmer with a pig named Rupita. One day the farmer saw that Rupita was very large. “Two more weeks and the pig would be ready to eat,”he said to himself, but Rupita heard him. He did not want to be eaten. When the farmer had gone to sleep, Rupita smashed through the fence to freedom, walked along until a mountain lion saw him.
The lion sprung out from behind a rock to attack Rupita but accidentally pushed him into a small hole. The mountain lion couldn’t fit inside so left the pig to find her food somewhere else. All night Rupita stayed where he was, so no animals would find him. In the morning a snake slithered into the hole with Rupita forcing him to leave and find some other place to stay. Somewhere near people would be found so Rupita walked along, looking for people to feed him and keep him safe from the wild. After a long walk, Rupita was extremely tired and thirsty. So he lay down where he was and fell asleep. Unfortunately, he had not noticed that he was back where he started … outside the farmer’s house! The farmer found him, but could see that putting Rupita back in his pen would mean he would run away again. He decided that it was a good time to kill him but when the farmer found his axe, Rupita woke up. The farmer ran all over the farm chasing his pig. After a few minutes, Rupita could not run anymore so lay down to rest. While the farmer walked towards him, a bolt of lightning struck the house, lighting it on fire. After seeing his house on fire, the farmer left Rupita to save his home. Even with a chance to escape, Rupita did not move because of exhaustion.
Out of nowhere, a man dressed all in white appeared. He carried Rupita away from the farm to a new farm and gently put him down where Rupita saw an old man sitting on his deck. “Who is this?” the old man asked to the man in white. “This is Rupita the pig,” Amarante said to the man in white. The old man entered his house and brought back out a bowl of wine. Rupita drank the wine slowly. From then on, Rupita lived with the old man, often seeing the man in white who was an angel. For Rupita, life seemed all happiness and rainbows thereafter.
When Rosa is taken out of the room to be turned into an egiet
She realizes that she is doomed. She was in a large living room the day was bright and sunny
outside the window nothing like how she was feeling she was dragged away by Daff Donald and she knew where she was going, to the hospital implant room she did not deserve this.
She looked at the clone with hatred she was to be turned into a robot because she had mistreated a clone. Rosa’s job had been to take care of the clone and keep it healthy she had believed that she worked for the Alacrans as they had employed her it looked like she worked for El Patron and that meant that she would do whatever he wanted so she wasn’t a maid anymore instead she was a
clone feeder Rosa knew she would be forgotten but she hoped that she had influenced the clone.
Rosa didn’t think she had been cruel she had given the clone what it deserved.
Induction Scenes I and II
In the induction, we meet a drunk beggar named Christopher Sly, who is arguing with the Hostess of an Alehouse over glassware he has broken in his drunken state. Sly leaves but soon passes out, where he is discovered by a lord returning from the hunt. This lord decides to have a bout of fun and orders his servants to take Sly back to his house and treat him as if he were the lord: put him to bed, place rings on his fingers and prepare a banquet for him. The confusion that follows not only provides excellent comedy, but also introduces important topics in the play: the roles of class, gender, and marital status (normally set in stone) in the play become matters of appearance and perception.
Shakespeare was a poet and playwright, said to be the greatest writer in the English language. His date of birth is unknown.
He created 38 plays,152 sonnets and two long narrative poems. He was born on Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire. At 18, Shakespeare married Anne Hathaway and later had three children named Susanna, Hamnet and Judith.