The Creature In The Lagoon

The Creature In The Lagoon
The Creature in the Lagoon
If only Jacqueline and I had listened to our parents and not ventured into the lagoon, Elaine thought.
Elaine and Jacqueline were growing up in a condominium facing Lake Ontario in downtown Toronto on Queen's Quay Boulevard. Their parents,
Dennis and Roberta, were both lawyers. Elaine was fourteen and Jacqueline was sixteen. The lagoon in question was located at Hanlon's Point, next to
the Toronto Islands.
Dennis and Roberta had always warned Elaine and Jacqueline to stay away from the lagoon.
"The lagoon is not safe," Dennis cautioned. "It is private property, owned by the Harbour Commission."
"Why?" asked Elaine.
"Because the lagoon contains an amphibious creature," Roberta answered. "It is built like a man, but it looks like a fish. It stands upright with what
looks like legs, but it is scaly and has sharp teeth like a shark and claws instead of hands."
The parents' warnings seemed silly to Elaine and Jacqueline. Both girls thought it would be fun to explore the lagoon.
One day, Elaine and Jacqueline were watching on television an old movie called The Lagoon Creature. The so–called creature, the mysterious
man–fish, was half amphibious, half human, and resembled the creature their mother had told them about. Elaine was squirming with fear, although
Jacqueline was laughing.
"Do you actually believe in these creatures?" Elaine asked Jacqueline.
"No, I don't," Jacqueline answered. "The story on TV is made up, just like our parents keep telling us there is a man built like a fish in the lagoon. Our
friends from school walk around the lagoon all the time. I have never heard stories from them about an amphibious creature. They would laugh at this
story."
The next day, it just so happened that Dennis and Roberta were relaxing around the condominium's swimming pool. Elaine and Jacqueline decided to
go down to Eaton's Centre, but as they left their condominium building to get the Harbourfront bus to Union Station, they decided to take the bus in
the opposite direction to the lagoon, which was located near the Toronto Islands.
No sooner had the girls reached the lagoon than they saw something enormous splashing in it. Puzzled, they watched the water bubbles and the swirling
water. There

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Myths, Morals, And Rules
Life is a series of life lessons, morals, and rules that we all live by and learn through every decision we make. A way these lessons, morals, and rules
are shown and told is through myths. A myth is a traditional story from a certain ethnic, religion, place, or culture, and explains how and why things
are the way they are. Myths also incorporate a moral, theme, or life lesson, which becomes clear at the end of the story. As a child I'm sure you've
heard stories from your family whether a more unknown myth or common tale that you got something out of, whether it was learning something new,
or something you already knew that simply got reinforced. But if you're like me, then it'll take some time before you remember. Once I did remember
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Also, my grandpa and Aunty Paning lived in Ilocos Norte, while my grandma lived in Manila, they were 407.64km, 253.31mi apart and they were
still told the same myths, with the exception of a few details. Furthermore, another person who has heard this myth from past generations is Sonia
Jackson, who was a senior at Tennessee University in 2008. Sonia Jacksons' grandmother Dr. Natividad Corrales Taboada told her daughter, Maria
Jackson, Sonia's mother, who then told Sonia and her siblings the story. There is also a controversy of whether the myth was created before or after
the Spanish invasion, but it's difficult to know for sure. As you can see this myth is probably very old, to have gone through at least eighty–two years,
it could easily have existed for a century.
Usually, Filipino myths are passed down through words spoken and are grouped into four main groups. The first are myths that explain the creation of
the universe, god (Bathala or Maykapal), the origin of man, supernatural beings and the native Filipino heroes. Second, are legends that tell the origin
of a local phenomenon, places, plants, animals, thoughts, and names. Third, are fables where animals or inanimate beings are made to speak and act
like rational beings to point out morals, this is the group the myth falls into, but also has aspects from the second group because

The Human Golden Age : A Time Of Prosperity On Earth
Long ago, there was a time of prosperity on Earth. Humans lived longer, and their knowledge grew larger. Yet, through their knowledge, they lost
wisdom, thinking that the world was perfect. People became blind to the fact that all things have an end. Soon, they were brutally awoken to the fact
that they were not alone.
[2] One day, a meteor descended into the Earth's crust. The people studied it. They thought that it was just an ordinary rock, nothing they hadn't seen
before. That was, until the meteor cracked. The human golden age was over.
[3] All kinds of creatures spawned from the meteor, ravaging the Earth. Each one destroying everything in its path. People panicked, they thought it was
the end of everything. However, monsters and ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
He was caught in a cycle; run, collect, hide, sleep, repeat.
[6] One day, while Maxis was collecting mechanical parts, he saw two creatures playing soccer. "How could these things act so innocent? After all
they had done to my world, how could they possibly be playing a child's game?," he thought to himself. While trying to solve this puzzler, he was
unaware that the creatures had seen him and were heading towards him.
[7] "Hi," said the creatures in unison. They looked like an alligator and a bear, two animals who used to live on Earth. That is, before the meteor
came. "I'm Russ," said the bear. "And I'm Porter," said the alligator." "Want to play soccer with us? We love to have fun all the time."
[8] "Shouldn't you be trying to kill me? After all, you're the ones who were destroying my world. I thought you were going to be some kind of hungry,
animal–eating, vicious monsters. Like that one," as he pointed to a creature that was trying to eat a fly. "Well, maybe a little more vicious than that one
though."
[9] "No," said Russ, "We're just some 'creatures', as you would say, trying to have some fun. The evil ones gave all of us a bad reputation."
"Actually, most of us are friendly. We wanted to leave the meteor right away to make friends, but the bad guys held us captive until they attacked. We
truly are sorry for ruining your world," Porter said. "Anyway, do you want to join our annual soccer tournament? It's really fun."
[10] "Sure," said Maxis, "but

The Monster
I am eight years old, standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Inside, I see a creature with ferocious red eyes, bulging out of its sockets. Thousands
of swelling bumps envelope its body while dark, malevolent sags droop over its cheekbones. From the mirror's reflection, the creature appears to be at
peace, yet a wave of hostility emits from it at the same time. I slow down, carefully turning around to see the beast.
It's not there.
As I pivot back, I see the monster yet again – its weary eyes glancing unwaveringly into mine. However, I can see that we – the creature and I – are
both equally shocked. While my senses sharpen, I clench my fist – only to see the same from the creature.
Smack! Pain surges through me as the monster and I ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
In the rare cases that I couldn't, I'd be left with gushing red bruises on my hands as reminders.
Truth be told, there had never been a monster in the first place; it had just been me – and the mirror, of course. Unfortunately, it took me a couple days
to realize that.
Moreover, it wasn't until my first visit to Dr. Gao that I had truly begun making sense of these recurring events. According to her, I was experiencing
an allergic reaction known as hives. This reaction would envelope my body – from head to toe – with countless dome–shaped rashes that would
uncontrollably itch and multiply at an extraordinary speed. Fortunately, this was regarded to be a common allergy symptom – and at most a mild one.
Consequently, Dr. Gao prescribed me several drugs and antihistamines which she thought would help moderate my condition.
Then, things got out of hand.
Several days into my treatment, my hives showed no sign of recovery. While on a molecular scale my body may have been recovering, to the normal
viewer's eye, my condition only seemed to worsen. My mother's doubts began welling up. Soon enough, she began losing faith in Dr. Gao's wisdom –
along with her prescriptions, and Dad, who – nonetheless – was trained in biology, knew better than to argue with her.
I distinctly remembered how it all began. It was a typical Saturday morning. Nothing special. Dad was out shopping, Mom was tidying up the house,
and I was doing some homework. Then, the first raindrop came.

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Expanded universal

Advantages And Summary: What Is Pet Protection?
What is pet protection?
Pet protection takes care of the expense of veterinary treatment in the occasion of a guaranteed creature falling sick or being harmed in a mischance.
A few approaches will likewise pay out if a pet bites the dust, is lost or stolen or makes harm an outsider or harms an outsider's property.
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(counting parrots and flying creatures of prey), little and vast vertebrates (counting rabbits, chinchillas and ferrets) and reptiles (counting turtles,
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Most pet insurance agencies will prohibit prior medicinal conditions from any new cover
Once the expense of treatment has achieved the most extreme sum indicated by the arrangement there'll be no further payouts made.
Accordingly, this sort of protection may not give complete spread in the occasion of a continuous ailment.
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The Creature Monologue
to accept it, this is my eternity, i'd stay here forever and ever. I guess this is it, my whole life and it's all wasted. I wonder if I could have done anything
different, maybe be kinder, give to the poor, I don't know. I'll never get married or have children. For the rest of my life, well actually,death, I'll have to
live( die?) with these thoughts, forever.
It's been a few months and I've had time, lots of time, to think of what had happened. I have a theory that this creature, this mutant was sent from
Hell on a mission. I think the mission is that he needs to come to Earth and get all the people who have or were planning on doing bad. We were all
mediocre people, we may have been rude but we didn't actually carry out our plan yet. Then it created the hell ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net
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Most end up in Hell, but there are a select few who make it to Heaven. This week we got a little girl who was planning on killing her parents. I guess
it's kind of good that we die, or else innocent people do. We all gathered around her and she passed out once she figured out she died. The creature
hobbled around and all of us cowered in fear that we would be sent to Hell. It picked up and old, kindly man. He looked at him and frowned, his soul
disappeared and went up to Heaven. Finally, someone gets a good forever afterlife.
I went back to the place I sleep, a little shack– cottage thing and slept. When you sleep, you sleep for about two weeks. I woke up two weeks later to
see the creature arrive. It brought twins, twin toddlers. That's odd, I've never see toddlers, let alone TWIN toddlers. Twins always gave me the
creeps. They both cowered beneath the group of people towering over them. The fainted as usual, then I saw the creature walk near me. I felt a weird
feeling, something I've never felt before. It was horrible, I couldn't breathe and I felt

A Short Story : A Story?
Wake up Jax, wake up! This was the first thing I heard before a hefty bucket of water was discarded on to me. I woke up with distraught,
complaining that it was a Saturday and that I needed more sleep. I turned on my phone, noticing that the date on the screen read May 7, 2022. That
was when I realized, today is going to be one of the biggest days for me. I am going to be taking both my Math and English SAT. I felt ready, yet I also
had an uneasy feeling stuck inside me. I had been studying for the past 3 months, taking PSAT's and what not. I didn't have to go to my school to take
the SAT's for another 3 hours, soI decided, why not take a little nap before I go? JAX, IT'S 1:15 PM, YOU ARE GOING TO MISS YOUR SAT'S!
"This is just a dream," I thought, "I'm going to keep sleeping, there's no way I slept more than 3 hours already." Then it came, Slap!
"What the heck Kace," I exclaimed angrily, "no need to slap me as if I was a clown."
"Look at the time Jax!" He proclaimed, "this is a big moment in your life and your sleeping!"
I checked my time, 1:20pm. Quickly, I became distressed. I started packing my utensils and books in my bag, then rushed out of my house. One step
after another, I knew that if I didn't make it in time I wouldn't be able to take my SAT's, and my parents would ground me forever. I turned a corner,
and saw a shortcut through a forest to get to my school. I thought to myself, I think I can make it on time if I pass through there. I raced through forest,
and

Creature Monologue
I slowly opened my eyes to see pale faces staring down at me, while my body ached with pain. The air had an undertone of bleach a suffocating smell,
my head was spinning from the overwhelming brightness, with no idea where I was. I slowly lifted my hand above my face, as I saw the vault of
heaven, the eye of God. I was staring into a new world where my past had been left behind and a new life had begun. Though something was holding
me back like I was chained to my past with no way of escaping. One of those pale faces pushed my hand back down and I suddenly returned to the
world I wanted to escape from. As I lie flat on the uncomfortable, rigid bed those pale faces slowly disappeared and I was left to myself. I closed my
eyes and saw a creature

The As A Night Creature
Firefly The stars were exceptionally bright as I strolled along one of the many paths that led into the local park. The public gardens consisted of a
small wooded area, lined with fragrant flowerbeds, dotted with the occasional willow tree. Here one would find an oasis within an urban sprawl.
Trees bordered the natural area like a green palisade, keeping at bay the city's chaos and neon lights. One might forget the city even existed. Only the
park lights and the blinking glow of fireflies cast any illumination at all. To a mortal, all was quiet. A mortal could not see the night creatures making
their nightly rounds. I, however, could. Being a night creature myself allowed me certain freedoms mortals could not begin to imagine. My kind... Show
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Their signals created a lovely dance of alien starlight cast adrift in the inky night. I could smell the summer flowers like a heady perfume, mixed
with the scent of blood. I ignore the smell of animals. Their blood, though sweet and thick, simply couldn't slack my thirst as the blood of human
could. There was also the thrill of the hunt, to stalk and subdue my victims. Blood was my usual fare, but occasionally I feasted on flesh if my
appetite called for it. Sometimes I would drain my victims dry, with others I took a drink and finished their life in some other way. I relished the
skill of the hunter, practically gloried in my ability to kill. As I headed to the more secluded end of the city park, I found her sitting on a blanket near
a clearing. She was a young thing, with honey–blond hair, and pale skin that reflected the dimming sky. She sat on the outstretched blanket in a
clearing watching the night. Knees drew up against her chest, her legs shrouded in a floral print dress. I caught the whiff of her scent like a bee to
honey. As I approached, I noticed she held a small penlight one might find on a keychain. Every minute or so, she flashed the light two times. This
was curious behavior. I paused in my advancement to see the fireflies descend on her open hand. The insect explored her open palm until wing cases
extended and flew away. I had to get closer. We were still in a public place where others might come at any

Perseus : A Short Story
Long ago in a rather small village riddled with demons, monsters, and mythical creatures alike. A war is underway; a war the people of Lansing were
forced to fight because the Gods had more important things to take care of. Humans are struggling, nearly losing the war itself. Many humans and
monsters alike have perished, but the humans only can lose so many people. Meanwhile in the Heavens, Hercules and Perseus storm into Zeus's
coliseum.
"Father!" Hercules calls out full of rage, Zeus perks his brow slightly to the sudden outburst.
"What distresses you my son?" Zeus ask calmly.
"Why are you making these mortals clean up the mess of the Gods! They are getting slaughtered down there!"
"It is not anything I have n– "Zeus was suddenly cut of as Perseus; son of Poseidon jumps into the conversation.
"They shouldn't have to live like this, they did nothing to deserve this."
Zeus simply stares at the duo, nodding sagely. Before either of the two could fixate their mouths to say another word, a "Fine" was calmly let out of
Zeus's mouth, the two were speechless They saved humanity! –Or so they thought, just nigh celebration; Zeus would speak once more, his calm
persona fading as a glare took place upon his visage.
"If you two care so much about what is happening in the mortal realm, you take care of it!" Zeus exclaimed, shaking the Heavens itself. Just like that
there was a crackling noise, a brilliant flash of light which blinded the two for a mere second, and as they began to

It's Just Not Natural Essay
There is a saying that goes 'Don't be afraid of the dark,' but the question is why should you be afraid? One reason why this saying came about is
because people believe that something non–human exists out there. People believe that witches, shapeshifters, hellhounds, ghosts, angels, demons,
jinns, and many more supernatural creatures exist. "Only 21 percent of Americans say they don't believe in the supernatural at all ("Paranormal Poll:
Americans...")." Although many people may not voice or express their belief in the supernatural; they tend to be curious and question the existence of
the supernatural at least once in their life. There is a surprising amount of literature, lore and real life accounts that prove the existence of supernatural
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These are said to get a high reading of electromagnetic frequencies whenever a spirit is present. A lot of people think the readings are fabricated, from
the EMF detector having a malfunction and short circuiting from a wiring problem, but there is an explanation behind the readings. Einstein had
a theory that energy can be converted into matter and matter into energy ("Six Types of Hauntings"). Because people are made up of matter, on a
level it is believed that we in a way also exist as energy and this energy surrounds us while we live. This energy that surrounds us is sometimes
known as an aura. It surrounds us and projects our thoughts and feelings around us. When we die, people are said to lose six ounces instantly.
Some people believe that the reason we instantly become lighter is because when we die the aura that constantly surrounds our bodies, leaves our
bodies ("Six Types of Hauntings"). Although many people doubt the existence of auras, it explains the weight loss at death and the reason why
ghosts can be picked up by EMF meters. Spirits tend to be peaceful, but slightly sorrowful , mourning a life that has passed them. The reasons why
a spirit may stay around is because it felt incomplete with it's previous life and still believes that it has a purpose to serve whether watching out for a
loved one, keeping watch over people who live in the spirits old house, or maybe even reliving moments of their life that they can't let go of yet. Most
ghosts tend to

Examples Of Solitude In Frankenstein
There are seven billion people on this earth and yet there is still a possibility of being isolated. The theme of solitude is something everyone has
experienced once in their life. Some people however choose to be alone and others do not have a choice. Solitude can either be a good or bad
experience depending on how long it lasts. A certain amount of people think they can live their whole life alone where on the other hand there are
misfits from society who have no choice then to be alone. In the novel Frankenstein, Victor, the creature, and Walton all have experienced some form of
solitude.
In the beginning of the novel, Victor is alone creating the creature and he ends up being too immersed in his experiment to be with his family and
friends. While working on his experiment, Victor becomes sleep deprived and is neglecting his health. Victor is all alone in his lab and has no one to
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Walton is on his way to the north pole and finds himself in solitude on the boat he is on. Walton prepared to be isolated on hi journey because he
realizes he will be the only intelligent person on the ship. He writes to his sister explaining that he has no friends and will be upset because he has
no one to celebrate hus accomplishments or to consult him at his failures. " I have no friend, Margaret: when I am glowing with enthusiasm of
success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavor to sustain me in dejection" (Shelley 4).
Walton is alone until he and his crew saves Victor. Walton is excited for Victor, who is as smart as him, to be there to talk to. Near the end of the
novel, Victor is sick and has explained the creatures story to him and Walton is deeply concerned about Victor. Walton shows that he really cares for
Victor and values his friendship. This is a good example of solitude because Walton found a friend in the

Analysis Of The Centntaur By May Swenson
In May Swenson's poem "The Centaur," she talks about a little girl that uses her enormous mind to imagine herself transforming into a horse. The girl
is in a whole new world of her imagination as she rides through the hills of her backyard. Swenson allows readers to take part in the transformation
from human to horse that the adolescent girl described undergoes, thus emphasizing the importance of childhood and imagination on the woman's
identity and how strong and intelligent they could be.
In the poem, May uses the Greek mythological creature, the Centaur, as a symbol of the girl pretending to ride the horse and then became the horse
himself. A centaur is a half–man half–horse creature. Centaurs are strong creatures they stand for being strong, brave, and they have a hard identity
which reflects the girl's identity of having all these characteristics. Swenson makes it seem as though the girl herself is a Centaur. Words and
phrases like: "my hair flopped to the side like the mane of a horse"(line 29 to 30), "I shied and skittered and reared"(line 33),"I was the horse and
the rider"(line 38), "spanked my own behind"(line 40 ), and "my two hoofs beat a gallop along the bank"(line 41 to 42 ) . All these symbolize that
the girl is imagining being a horse and a human at the same time like a centaur.At the end when her mother said: "why is your mouth all green ?"(line
71 ) it shows how the girl has a very high level of imagination that while she was imagining to be a horse she

Creature Monologue
Today was the day I would have done without. The day I was caught and imprisoned. Why was I imprisoned? They strongly believe that I'm a
creature. I'm in a cage bound in too many chains. It was alike to a circus cage, but it was a plain cage. Almost like a cage on wheels. There were a
few other cages that held nameless creatures behind me and around me. We all are heading to the same destination. I was in a cage alone, so were
other cages. I think it's mostly because they think we will be the most dangerous to be around. Most of those creatures were, they thrashed against
their cages while others tried to bend the bars. The creature in the cage next to mine had black tentacle like things come out of its back and grip the
entire cage almost filling it completely. It was shaped like a man with elongated limbs wearing a suit and tie, his was faceless and pale. The suit was
black as the night and he had a blood red tie. He was slumped on his knees, his head was lowered. The creature emitted only few emotions, hate, anger,
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A mile give or take... The scientists were edgy, their bodyguards were restless constantly looking around. They knew this is dangerous, they know
someone can die so easily. So, why take a chance?
The building slowly peeked over the horizon. It looked like an asylum, but glowing with yellow–orange light. The creatures were getting louder, more
active. The building is our prison, our torture, our rage, our pain. The creature in the cage next to mine lifted his head. I knew better than to look at
him, the idea emits danger. I watched him on the corner of my eye

Summary Of The Centaur
Within May Swenson's "The Centaur," she talks about a little girl that uses her enormous mind to imagine herself transforming into a horse. The girl is
in a whole new world of her imagination as she rides through the hills of her backyard. Swenson allows readers to take part in the transformation from
human to horse that the adolescent girl described undergoes, thus emphasizing the importance of childhood and imagination on the woman identity and
how strong and intelligent they could be.
In the poem, May uses the Greek mythological creature, the Centaur, as a symbol of the girl pretending to ride the horse and then became the horse
himself. A centaur is a half–man half–horse creature. Centaurs are strong creatures they stand for being strong, brave, and they have a hard identity
which reflects the girl's identity of having all these characteristics. Swenson makes it seem as though the girl herself is a Centaur. In words and
phrases like: "my hair flopped to the side like the mane of a horse"(line 29 to 30), "I shied and skittered and reared"(line 33),"I was the horse and
the rider"(line 38), "spanked my own behind"(line 40 ), and "my two hoofs beat a gallop along the bank"(line 41 to 42 ) . All these symbolize that
the girl is imagining to be a horse and a human at the same time like a centaur.At the end when her mother said: "why is your mouth all green ?"(line
71 ) it shows how the girl has a very high level of imagination that while she was imagining to be

Morally Ambiguous Character In Mary Shelley's Frankenstein
In the novel Frankenstein by Mary Shelley the creation can be viewed as a morally ambiguous character. When the creature was given life he was
benevolent and never wanted to inflict harm on anyone or anything. The actions of others shaped the creature to become an individual filled with so
much hate towards his creator he wanted him dead. The creature was molded to be a depressed and angry person who wanted to bring pain to those
who hurt him but mostly Victor. The creature's actions show his kindness throughout the novel but he also kills multiple people and feels a strong
sense of hate towards Victor, which leads us to believe that he is morally ambiguous. The story of the hopeful scientist VictorFrankenstein and his
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While contemplating revealing himself he starts to think about the fields of paradise and creatures that accepted him and shared his feelings. He
snaps back to reality and remembers that he is not surrounding by creatures like him, he is alone. He says, "where was mine? [his creator] He had
abandoned me, and in the bitterness of my heart I cursed him" (94). The creature expresses sadness in that he is alone in regards to individuals
similar to him and that his own creator left him. After reading the things Victor said about him and the fact that he left him with nothing to help him
survive the creature's hatred for Victor increases. As the creature sees that the opportunity has come to reveal himself he attempts to do it. "All was
silent in and around the cottage: it was an excellent opportunity; yet, when I proceeded to execute my plan, my limbs failed me, and I sank to the
ground"(95). As the creature is trying to collect the courage his body fails him. This shows how nervous he is, probably in fear of

Creature Monologue
PROLOGUE
Before our existence there were horrible, terrifying creatures called Monsters. Theses creatures may have been monstrous but they were not soulless.
Savage indeed but not without morals. These so called monsters may not have lived lawlessly but they lived with a love like no other. Then when man
was made from earth and women from bone, everything changed. The beasts of this earth were slaughtered and forced into hiding into the wilderness.
They were treated them like hideous beasts and so they became just that. They fled into the undiscovered wilderness. With man as king the beasts were
forced to stay at bay.
Story outline
A man named Jeremiah was on a witch hunt in the woods of Shiethaltown, a great and beloved city that became ... Show more content on
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Jeremiah lead the charge into the woods, followed by twelve trusted men of valor. As they traced the witches trail; they jumped and stuttered at
every sound and sight. Jeremiah has seen too many battles and tasted more fear than any man in the woods. But the feeling he felt at that moment
was a new feeling, as they gained on the witch. Sweat poured from his face, determination. They surrounded the hag, spears, swords and crossbows
at the ready. As the gray faced, paled skin and snow white eyes gazed upon the hunters, Jeremiah felt the new feeling, not fear, nor bravery. The
abominus fien lifted her hand and the trees around them reached down and the branches of the trees swooped down like hands, and grabbed the
necks of the men and broke them. Jeremiah was alone surrounded by the bodies of his best men. He rose to his feet and in a action of rage and
bravery, grasped his sword and charged the sorcerer. The foul creature stopped his movement and held him in place, saying to him in a crimson
voice "death is too easy for you". Jeremiah was at the mercy of evil. At that moment, the malevolent being staring into his eyes and looked into his
heart and saw what he valued above all other. He saw his wife and his soon to be son, she knew how important they were to him and cursed

Similarities And Differences Between My Last Duchess And...
Lover and or Last
(A analysis of the similarities and differences in My Last Duchess and Porphyria's Lover)
"Murders always have 'rational' motives for murder, and murders always have some kind of personal relation with their victim" (Schmid). It is both
horrifying and interesting that the majority of victims have a close, personal correlation with their murderers. In My Last Duchess by Robert Browning
is a dramatic monologue in which a Duke addresses the agent of a Count about the possible marriage between him and the Count's daughter. However,
before the Duke can make the decision to marry or not to marry the Count's daughter he briefs the agent of the Count about his last Duchess. The
Duke wants to make sure that the next woman he will marry will be submissive and won't give him any trouble, unlike his last Duchess. In Porphyria's
Lover by Robert Browning is another dramatic monologue where a very upset man is sitting in his cottage in the outskirts of town, with the fire out,
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In My Last Duchess and in Porphyria's Lover both speakers have a very unstable and disturbing mental state. In My Last Duchess and in Porphyria's
Lover both speakers demonstrate no remorse for the immoral acts they committed. In My Last Duchess the Duke does not directly admit that he has
murdered his last Duchess; however, in Porphyria's Lover, Porphyria's lover directly admits that he strangled and murdered Porphyria in their cottage.
Do you believe these two speakers have a disturbing mental state? Is there a difference between love and obsession? Can someone become so
obsessed with another that they feel that if they are not with them, then they deserve to be with no one else? "While, in this case, the attraction proves
less than fatal"

The Centaur: Handout For The Winged Bull
CONCEPTUAL FRAMEWORK HANDOUT–YEAR 8
A filled version of this handout for the Winged Bull can be found in the year 8 Moodle folder.
Working in pairs: one person completes the RED questions, the second completes BLACK questions
Include images and quotes
Print and submit a hard copy to your teacher
ARTWORK
1.Name the artwork, date and materials used.
The Centaur is a mythical creature made up of a human head and a horse. It was first mentioned in 522–443 BC depicted in ancient Greek text. The
Centaur image was pressed into many places such as rock crystals and Ancient Greek scarabs and told in some stories.
2.Describe the techniques used
3.Describe the subject matter of the artwork and possible symbolism
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Who do you think would have been the main audience for this work is today?(eg. general public, teachers, students, dealers, art critics, historians,
academics ). Explain. Why do you think it may appeal to this audience?
11.How do you think the audience would have viewed the work at the time it was constructed? What would be their perception of the work? (eg.subject
matter, technique, meaning)
The Greeks closely linked themselves to mythology. Many Greek pottery and sculptures depict the violent times they were in and that people should
remember their place in society. Audiences would have viewed these centaur engravings would have believed that there would be punishments and
follow their warnings. With head of a human and a horse body, people must have been slightly intimidated by them.
12.How do you think the audience would view the work today? Explain how their perception of the work may have changed from the time it was
created?

WEBSITES USED:
Bullock, H 2016, Greek Mythology: Greek Gods – Greek Heroes – Popular Myths – Mythical Creatures, Createspace Independent Publishing Platform,
United States of America
Centaur Word Document from W Drive

"Right. There's been too much drama. We all need our rest," he said, holding back the impulsive yawns, all the while his brain working on a capture
and kill scenario. Maybe it was the mounting complications but the lack of a confirmed plan was beginning to test his patience. Originally he'd
foreseen giving chase again, cornering it with two or three others on horse–back, then moving in for the kill once it had no place to turn. The worst that
could happen would be if the creature was to return to his hidey–hole in the cliffs, in which case he could always blast it out? No, that wouldn't work.
Besides, it could make the edge of the land unstable if explosions were set off beneath it. Then again, would it not be worth it? It was something to...
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Might there be a role for me to play?" he asked with a half senile and half–cheeky smile. He was barely able to perform in a pantomime let alone be
capable of using a gun. "No, it could get very ugly." "Oh, come on. The more the merrier, eh?" "Nothing about tonight shall be merry, verger.
Actually, there might be something you could do. You publish pictures for the parish magazines, don't you? Holy symbols, bees, birds and what
nots?" He nodded, still grinning. "When we come back with the beast, you shall photograph it, top to bottom. You wouldn't want to see the thing
actually killed, would you?" "No, I'm not one for violence. But if I can help, I will. You let me know if you need anything from me, Nathaniel," he
said, turning to pews and picking up a wash–cloth from one of the centre row seats. "Will do." Nathaniel had only left for twenty minutes or so, paying
a visit to the local gun–dealer's humble store to get his two revolvers cleaned professionally and purchase some more bullets, but when he returned
later he found that Harry had spoken to the keeper and a fiendish plan had been

Abandonment And Abandonment In Frankenstein
Frankenstein, written by Mary Shelley in 1817, is a story of obsession, heartache, abandonment, vanity, and more. This is a fiction with many levels
and views for people of all ages, and it was assigned to our Senior English class. The novel is centered around the story of Victor Frankenstein and his
creation and the many trials and affairs they go through. Throughout the story, both characters make many choices that they shouldn't. However, when
you take into account all of the events that lead to those poor choices, I believe it's the creation that is most justified. To be abandoned and hated
simply because of your appearance, something you had no control over and can't change, is enough to turn anyone into a vengeful soul. This story
starts out with letters from Captain Walton talking to his sister about a strange man they found on an iceberg. This strange man had a very dark and
desolate story, and it was time it be told. This man was Victor Frankenstein. Frankenstein was a scientist with a dismal past, and it all started with a
bolt of lighting. After seeing a bolt of lightning strike a tree by his home, Frankenstein became obsessed with electricity, and throughout the story, his
obsession grew to include all kinds of social sciences and the like. This leads him to college, and eventually to the worst decision of his life.
Victor makes catastrophic choice when he decides that he wants to make a new life form. Frankenstein becomes obsessed with making this new being

Mythical Creatures in the Sculpture, Legend and Myth by...
I.Description
The sculpture Legend and Myth by Damien Hirst is a pair of sculptures depicting two mythical creatures. Legend is a sculpture of the legendary
creature known as a Pegasus, and its counterpart, named Myth, which is a sculpture of a white unicorn. The medium that was used to create the two
sculptures was a combination of painted gold, silver, and also bronze. The sculpture Legend measures to be 4575 x 2590 x 2260 mm or 180.1 x 102 x
89 in and was sculpted in 2010, while its companion, Myth, measures 3590 x 2800 x 808 mm or 141.3 x 110.2 x 31.8 in and was sculpted in 2011,
which is close to the same size as the average horse you would see in a farmyard. According to my research, the last location that these two
sculptures were displayed was at the Chatsworth House in England. Both sculptures are flayed on the left side of their bodies, showing the anatomy
that lies within the creatures. The two sculptures face away from each other in show horse stances. Both have the flayed part that is showing the
inner parts of the creatures facing opposite directions as well. The color of the skin on these sculptures is white, and on the flayed portions of them,
the portions that are to be depicted as muscle are red, while the part that is to be bone is a golden color.
II.Analysis
Damien Hirst incorporated many elements of art into his creation Legend and Myth, including the form of the plinth that both of his sculptures stand
upon. The plinth creates the

King Centar Creation Myth
Long long ago when the seas were hollow and the land was still plain,there was only one species on earth and he was not only all–knowing but he was
all powerful ,and he was called Centaur .No one really knows how he came to be really, legend has it that he was a demi –god that was banished from
the palace of the gods by zeus and was sentenced to live in what is now called earth,there are many other legends that over time have spread about how
the world was created,
When centaur was banished from the palace and thrown down to "interceptia"what earth was first called,he did not know what to do,the world was
plain,there were no seas to sail in and no animals to hunt ,the planet had been created to throw banished gods,or demi –gods ,centaur was the first,at
first he became lonely and wanted someone to share the deserted land,centaur was really creative,which the gods did not like and quickly made a
sculpture out of sand, that looking similar to his image and by miraculously the sculpture was awaken ,when centaur realized that he quickly made one
of a frog and same as before it was awaken.With this discovery

The Creature's Narrative In Frankenstein, By Mary Shelly
The Creature's narrative in "Frankenstein", by Mary Shelly, reveals an array of information about the Creature as a character, and his true intentions.
This narrative gives us an in–depth view of the Creature's life and experiences up and until this point in the novel. The Creature's desire for a
companion reveals and conveys a variety of romantic characteristics. His request for a companion is not only justified, but is also Victor's
responsibility to him. Victor's abandonment of the Creature forced him to live a confused and lonely life as an outcast, and because of this it is
Victor's duty to right his wrongs. The Creature's narrative begins at the moment he awoke, and continues up until the moment he frames Justine for
the murder of William. The creature describes how he learned all that he knew from his travels and experiences. He explains how he learned that fire
provides warmth, but is painful to touch, that food is better when cooked, and that men not only fear him, but are violent towards him. During his
early days he is almost like a child learning things for the first time, except he has no parent to guide him on the right path. Upon ... Show more content
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Victor owes the Creature this favor, because he did not fulfill his role as creator, or as a parent. The Being was forced to learn the hard way how to
survive, and that he will never truly be accepted by society. He is good a person at heart, and tries to help people to the best of his ability such as
the cottagers, or the drowning girl, but all of this is overlooked because of his appearance. The Creature has been shown hatred and disgust from the
rest of humanity despite his kindness, and for once in his life he deserves to be shown some pity and compassion. By creating a mate for the Creature
he is not only helping the creature, but saving his family, friends, and the rest of humanity from the wrath of the

Creative Writing: A Hero's Death
The world is on fire. I crouch in the small interior of a vessel. Watching in disbelief as everything burns. I shall tell you what I know of how this
tragedy came to be. Some time before, they descended from the sky. upon their landing they carried objects of crafted metal out of their vessel. They
began to construct something. The creatures that worked were tall, slender, and pale. They stood on two limbs and worked with the other two. There
were five of them, unlike us who are large in numbers and have many limbs. They are also much greater in size with an oddly long middle body. They
seemed to be communicating with strange sounds I did not understand. "Okay, place the neutronium in the bomb shell, and connect the activation
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I exited from the room and preceded to another hoping to find something. One of the rooms contained lots of computers, monitors, and cords.
Another had two of the creatures sitting on these chairs. They appeared to be looking through a window showing the emptiness of space outside
and pressing things on their computers. After checking almost all of the rooms in this vessel I began to get desperate, scared that these organisms
do not need to sustain themselves with food. Than I came across a room with one of the creatures asleep. I notice the scent of a fruit that was
familiar to me. It was on a tray next to the sleeping creature. I did not want to move closer to the creature but I found myself easing towards the
fruit. Hunger is very persuasive. I soon found myself reaching for the fruit but I did not take my eyes off the creature, Watching its midsection rise
and fall, rise and fall. I got my grasp on the food and when I took a bite the creature began to stir. I froze in fear and the creature settled quickly. The
Thoungh not what I was expecting, the fruit was still very pleasing. I let hunger dive me and I ravenously ate bite after bite. I had almost eaten it all
when suddenly the creature jerked awake and the gaze of its two eyes met my many eyes. Its reaction is not what I was expecting. Its jerked away
from me and made a horrible noise. There was loud banging noises and then another of its kind

Mythical Black Doggo
The Mythical Black Doggo There are hundreds of mythical creatures. They have different backgrounds, some simple some complex, different habitats,
climate, and behavior activity. A popular mythical creature is a skriker also known as a demonic black dog. The black dog has a complicated history,
lives in and around european countries, and interacts differently with other organisms. First, the history of the skriker dog, also known by other names
but most frequently the black shuck. No one knows exactly when and where the skriker dog came into existence, as stated in the article on wikipedia
about the skriker. Mythologists had and still have no way of tracing the dog's movements and can only rely on their eyes and eyewitnesses of the skriker.
The skriker is an aggressive and powerful dog. It has glowing eyes and makes a squelching sound, a slop or slosh sound like walking through the
mud, replacing the bark. These characteristics ward off and confuse predators and trespassers. The skriker would be an alpha to all and would
typically sit atop the food web. Anyone or anything that beats or kills the skriker can and will find themselves dead or experience a disastrous
situation usually ending with extreme pain or death, expressed by the author of the skriker article on mythicalcreatureslist.com. But on the other
hand, if the skriker dog is ignored it will bring bad luck to the traveler. Those the skriker is around can feel its demonic presence and if the dog is
noticed but left alone, it is harmless and less likely to kill. The skriker would typically be a preferential carnivore, it feeds on humans and other
small animals, but if need be, it will feed on plant life of its habitat. According to the article on wikipedia about the dog, those met by the skriker are
also typically close to death or a misfortune within a year, but looking directly into the dogs glowing, fiery eyes will result in certain death. The dog
hunts the travelers to deliver their souls to its dark lord, Satan. The skriker will walk beside or behind the traveler. All in all, the skriker can be
harmless but one mess up can result in immediate

Creature Symbolism
Towards the latter part of the novel, the Creature symbolizes the point in the human psyche when Man starts to become inherently bad when he
gains more reward from doing wrong than he does from doing what is right. It is seen in his final moments with De Lacey's family. For a period of
several weeks, the Creature waits patiently as he observes De Lacey's family in order to connect with them and embody their language as his own, but
they eventually abandon him due to his grotesque form. In their first interaction with each them, he sees their expression as a "horror and consternation
on beholding [him]," (Shelley 122)[.] Agatha and Safie faint and scream at the sight of him next to their father as Felix proceeds to attack the Creature.
At this point, the Creature is at the point of no return as he realizes that he will never be accepted by any human and he is destined to live a life of
damnation. At this very moment, the Creature's innocence becomes so engulfed by a feeling of hatred and spite for humanity that he believes he can,
with pleasure have destroyed the cottage and its inhabitants, and have glutted me with their shrieks and misery," (Shelley 124). Irving Buchen
describes this stage in the creature's life as an emergence of, "limited evolution of a human animal who exists solely in the hermetic seal of his
individuality within a natural, not a human, environment"(Buchen). This is another way of saying that the Creature has resorted to his savage instincts:
the thirst

Death Of The Mountain
Kobolds swarmed over the hill as Skrune fled for his life. He ran until his legs just about gave out. Gasping for air, he ducked behind a man–sized
mushroom, hiding from the creatures, only a stone 's throw away. Luckily, he stood downwind. He wrinkled his nose as a breeze, carrying the stench of
the creatures, blew passed him. Well, maybe not so lucky. He spotted at least thirty of the creatures, but didn 't doubt that there were more creeping
around.
A kobold bent down and sniffed the ground with its muzzle, seemingly fascinated in a spot that Skrune had stepped. The creature moved closer to his
hiding spot, its nostrils flaring. They hunted by smell, and Skrune hoped the pungent aroma of the mushroom obscured his scent.
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The energy felt good as it flowed down his arms. The three–foot tall creature landed in a pile of leaves, its spindly limbs spasming and its reptile–like
head skewed to one side. Another leaped from a tree but reeled, taking an energy ball to the stomach. The kobold 's scaled skin reminded Skrune of a
rat 's tail.
Another one landed on Skrune's back, but he flipped it off. They were everywhere! Cut off from his comrades with his powers waning, Skrune was
desperate and running. Normally, he'd have no problems taking them out, even without his powers, but their numbers were overwhelming him.
As he picked up the pace, Skrune tried to create an energy shield around his body. Gone again! He pulled his last grenade out of his pocket and
clutched it. With a shake of his head, he put it back. Things were not desperate, yet. It may be needed as a last resort.
"A little help would be nice," he muttered to himself.
Where on Earth could his teammates be? He looked down at a small, watch–computer hanging from his wrist. Its cracked face bore kobold teeth marks.
The computer sparked. Someone spent hours creating this amazing piece of technology. He grimaced when it sparked again. They were able to utilize
the technological age to their benefit, obtaining knowledge from the multiple dimensions they visited. But oh, boy, did it suck when it failed. Skrune
needed to get away and find help, but how could he contact his teammates?
Sweat

Southern Indians History
Just like locals somewhere else in North America, those in the South working on moving occasional subsistence, adjusting their eating methodologies
and nourishment gathering procedures to comply with the evolving seasons. In spring, a season which brought gigantic keeps running of shad,
alewives, herring, and mullet from the sea into the waterways, Indians in Florida and somewhere else along the Atlantic beach front plain depended on
fish brought with nets, lances, or snares and lines. In fall and winter–particularly in the piedmont and uplands–the locals swung more to deer, tolerate,
and other diversion creatures for sustenance. Since they required diversion creatures in amount, Indians regularly set light ground flames to make
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Old fields then needed to lie neglected until they recouped some ripeness and could be planted once more. Sea tempests, electrical storms, summer
dry seasons, or delayed spring downpours could rapidly devastate to a season's work in the fields. Moreover, the locals needed to store seeds, oversee
reaps, and convey surplus harvests, all of which required complex social and political association. What's more, as a few southeastern societies appear
to have found, an eating routine excessively rich in corn drove, making it impossible to nourishing inadequacies and weakness. Along these lines,
horticulture must be mixed legitimate extent with chasing, angling, and assembling wild nourishments so as to guarantee survival. Incline times were
inescapable. While at Jamestown, John Smith wondered about the "peculiar" path in which the Indians' bodies alter[ed] with their eating routine." Like
deer and different creatures, the locals, at different circumstances, seemed "fat and lean, solid and

Garrett Patterson: A Tragic Hero
Garrett Patterson clicked the little, plastic, red button on his TV remote in his living room. He gazed at the screen where people competed in a game
show. "C'mon contestant one!" Garrett hollered at the TV. "Obviously, the answer is the Viviparous Lizard," he proudly stated, acting like a
know–it–all. He slid up his glasses on his nose and fell back into the leather couch that was implanted directly on the cream wall. After the show had
finally come to an end, Garrett snagged out his book about automobiles from the wooden shelf and sat back onto the cushioned couch. He clenched
the book in his hand, grasping the thin material of the crisp page. Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass came throughout the house and Garrett,
startled, glanced up the stairs. It absorbed all of his attention, his eyes completely focused at the top of the staircase. He leaped up, out of the sofa
and peered at the top of the dark trail that scattered up. Garrett's 6 year old sister, Megan, fled down the steps, sprinting the whole way down. Sweat
had plummeted down from her face, leaving beads of sweat dripping on her forehead. Her eyes were glistening and glazing with tears, to the point
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Garrett stopped dead in his tracks, holding out his hand in front of Megan's tiny head, so she would stop as well. He looked down at her and put his
shaky finger in front of his closed mouth. Suddenly, a creature came from the back of an alley way and starting charging toward Garrett and Megan.
Garrett quickly reached in his black backpack and pulled out a rustic, wooden crossbow that he had taken from the closet, the night before. He aimed
and shot it in the head. The creature backed up and collapsed, it flinched a little, then it stopped, not moving a muscle nor an

Hearing the hit of the ball upon the bat from afar, I contemplated life whilst I ruled from atop my plastic fortress, but not all was peaceful in my
kingdom. The evil force that cast me into the abyss from whence came my kingdom had returned. The shrill screech that was the call of the Evil
Playground Lady resounded through the air. "[Great Jack, I beseech you. May thou put on your foot garment or perish!] Jack, put your shoes on!"
The earsplitting cacophony that issued from her, pierced even to my great chamber. As I stood upon the balcony facing the creature I replied in
defiance, "[Nay, fell beast!] No!" My radiant display of rebellion against this awesome force of evil repelled her for but a moment. Of course, this beast
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I didn't regret my decision, as he lashed me to the tortuous Bench of Doom. After weeks stranded without sustenance atop that bench my father
came to me again to ask for my apology. My reply was again "[Nay] No!" The beast who is my father strapped me to the highest tower in the
darkest pit of the netherworld. "[You will stand here until the moon falls and the sun freezes, for that day will be the end of the world.]Ok Jack,
you are going to stand here for 10 minutes, or until I say otherwise," His harsh judgement seemed bleak in my mind, but the shadow returned shortly to
offer amnesty. "[You are my son, I will not deny, so I will offer thee pardon for your crime.] Jack, if you say you're sorry you can sit down," My
'apology' again was "[Nay] No!" My time at the highest tower was short for the crowd was jeering and food and drink scarce. My honor crumbled and I
apologized with my tail between my legs. My father let me leave the dark places of the world known as the Baseball Diamond, and walk back into
the purgatory of Automobile. The lesson all should heed from my dire tale is one of respect and obedience. If you should not heed this moral your
existence will be punished as I was at the Baseball Game of

Analysis Of May Swenson's Poem 'The Centaur'
May Swenson's Common Denominator Imagine reading a poem and believing it means one thing, but the underlying message is something completely
different. Authors like to use different literary techniques to make a valid point, to make the reader feel a certain emotion, or even to share a distinct
memory with their reader. Poetry has helped authors focus their readers on their work by achieving themes that may portrayed in several pieces of
their work. In May Swenson's case, she used a variety of techniques to create different emotions for the reader, while expressing certain periods of her
life. May Swenson uses nature in her poetry to personify sexuality and make it into a repetitive theme in her work. Many of Swenson's critics can agree
As Swenson tries to connect the little girl riding a horse to a more private and personal scene, it can be agreed that she is using this as an allegory that
creates the poem's theme. In addition to the previous poem, Swenson also uses the same method to create and capture the same feeling and emotion. In
her poem "Sleeping with Boa," Swenson again uses a personified form of nature to render her risky sexual theme. A perfect example of how she
creates this image is when she states, "She likes my stroking hand. And she even lets me kiss." Swenson successfully conceives a sexual imagery while
standing by a simplistic nature–based poem. "Jumping off the bed, she shows me her behind," is a line that describes the boa leaving her owner and
the owner showing admiration. This erotic imagery expressed in her poem serves as a representation of recognition of desire and the willingness the
two characters express while they share that desire amongst themselves. There is a connection between the two main characters, the narrator and its
pet, which causes this to be analyzed as a more sensual relationship rather than the ordinary pet/owner relationship. Swenson uses the boa, a reptile
which is often feared by many, to show that even something so powerful can be delicate when it comes to a relationship like this. It is almost as if she
would like that fear to be forgotten and

Animal Testing Is A Catastrophe
"Animal testing is a catastrophe. Do you agree?" Animals play a significant role in our existence, they involve in food chain and help in the
sustainability of bio diversity. Unfortunately they entered the scientific field through the experiments of new drugs. The utilization of creatures in
exploratory investigations in the UK can be followed back at any rate similarly as the seventeenth Century with Harvey 's analyses on various creature
species intending to show blood flow. Crosswise over Europe, the utilization of creatures in experimental examination started to grow over the
nineteenth Century, to some degree upheld by the improvement of analgesics which had already made creature research incomprehensible. In 1876,
parliament passed the Cruelty to Animals Act, the principal enactment went for directing creature tests. Over the late nineteenth and the twentieth
hundreds of years, the extension of restorative science implied that the quantities of creatures utilized as a part of examination extended relentlessly,
quickened by the Medicines Act, 1968, which gave a clearer manual for the utilization of creatures in wellbeing testing in the wake of the Thalidomide
catastrophe. The quantity of creatures utilized rose to more than 5.5 million in 1970 after which indicate the numbers started decrease quickly. This
extensive development mirrored a developing therapeutic field; creatures had impact in most medicinal advances of the twentieth century including

The Creature Of The Beast
In France in the late 1760's, there was an atrocity that involved around one hundred animal–attack deaths caused by one creature, the infamous Beast of
Gevaudan. Per Jaime Hill, the beast was the size of a horse and looked like a bear, hyena, wolf, and panther hybrid. It had a long wolf or pig–like
snout. Many researchers believed there were at least two, or more than two, beasts roaming the area. The color of the beast changed every time the
beast was spotted; it would go from red to red with grey and white patches to red with stripes. Sometimes there would even be no red, it may just be
black or white. Locals believed it to be a werewolf, or a sorcerer who shapeshifted into a monstrous predator to feed on human flesh. The beast was also
June of 1767, a man said the beast could be killed, that he had found a way. He said he needed a holy bullet made of silver, blessed by a holy man.
He takes the ammunition into the forest and arrives back to the village with a wolf. Villagers agree it is the beast and no beast is spotted afterwards.
In 2000, historians notice things do not add up; a wolf cannot remove someone's clothes. In 2011, researchers concluded that Jean trained the wolf,
killed the people, and then killed the wolf to make it look like a beast. Still to this day, no one knows for sure what happened ("Mysteries at the
Museum" n.p.).
Per World of Mythology, the attacks of the beast started in 1764. People all around hunted every wolf they could find, hoping it would be the beast,
but the attacks continued. In 1765, Francois Antoine killed a large grey wolf, but the attacks continued Also in 1765, a doctor came across a man in a
wolf suit assaulting a woman and killed him but the attacks still went on. Finally, a man by the name Jean Chastel discovered that if a silver bullet is
blessed by a church, it could kill the beast. Chastel got three silver bullets blessed by the local church and went into the woods, returning with a
dead wolf. This was the final attack on a wolf by the time the attacks stopped. Chastel said he went into the woods and found the giant wolf. He was
the size of a horse and looked like a panther and wolf hybrid. He

Creature In Frankenstein
Even in today's world we know who the actual monster is we call him by Frankenstein but give him the appearance of the Creature. In this case has
both the appearance of the Creature and the mentality of Victor and when they are both put together the monster is truly a monster to both sides inside
and out. In the novel, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley the readers are given the choice to define who the real monster in the text is: Victor Frankenstein
or the Creature, according to the Oxford dictionary they describe a monster is defined as "a large, ugly, and frightening imaginary creature that is an
inhumanly cruel or wicked person. Although the Creature may demonstrate behaviors that appear to be monstrous to some people because of his
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The Creature thought that the young and youthful will accept him but as soon as the boy William struggles to get away from the Creature says his
brother his brother is Frankenstein. The Creature kills William and frames Justine who is nearby and Frankenstein knows who actually killed Willam
but doesn't bring the Creature up to court and lets Justine be executed for a murder she didn't commit. "The poor victim, who on the morrow was to
pass the awful boundary between life end death and bitter agony. I gnashed my teeth,and ground them together uttering a groan that came from my
inmost soul" (78). So more murder happen by the Creature when again Frankenstein could have prevented by keeping up with his promises with the
Creature and even Elizabeth. The Creature gave him the opportunity to let this all go away if Frankenstein would have shown him compassion and
properly introduce him to society or even created him a companion that way he doesn't have to live a miserable life, but Frankenstein does neither of
the two and the Creature warned him about the outcome if he didn't comply. Then when he promised to tell Elizabeth about the Creature that's after
them but doesn't he pushes it off throughout the wedding day till she gets

Frankenstein Chapter 2 Dialectical Journal
Winnie sighed. She had been waiting for Mr. Scamander to come back for a few hours. The minute he had left, she started wandering around,
looking at the beautiful, strange creatures around her. But she began to get bored. Not that anyone could get bored of these animals, each one was
as fantastic as the one before. She was bored because she was a people person, and she had no one to talk to, unless you counted the jarvey, which
Winnie certainly did not. So after a few minutes, she found her way back to the room she had originally fallen into. She sat right beside the ladder,
glancing up every few minutes, hoping that he would come. She didn't know how long it took to get to Saint–Pierre, but she imagined it couldn't be
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"I guess you could say that," he motioned her to follow him again, and handed her some other odd creature. "Newt?" "Yes?" He turned to look at
her, although he didn't look directly at her, more at the creature she was holding. "Do you know when the next boat is returning to Toronto? Not
that I'm not enjoying this, it's just that I can't disappear without a trace, Florence would worry," she said. "Actually, um, yes. There's a boat
leaving in two days," he said. "But you can telephone them before that." Winnie was relieved. She didn't really want to leave Newt and his
suitcase, but she knew that she needed to talk to Florence and William, and let them know where she was. "That's a huge relief, thank you," she
said, and Newt nodded and smiled. "This may sound odd," she began. "But I'm glad I fell into your suitcase. If I hadn't, I think today would have
been a lot more dull." Newt didn't really know how to respond. Nothing like this had happened before. So in an effort to be polite, he told her, "I'm
glad you fell into my suitcase as well." But it wasn't just polite, it was

Short Story On The Forest
I start running toward the forest. I am shaking as I run, I don't know what the forest holds, we have always been forbidden to go there. Mannix got
caught in there once and he refuses to talk about what he saw in there. I consider if it would be better to be dead or face the forest. The thought leaves
as quickly as it came as I fell Alaric's hand pull me forward. We come up along the edge of the forest. Behind us, we hear explosion after explosion. I
glance behind me. "Guys look," I say barely able to get the words out. Alaric and Mannix stop and we all turn around. The whole town is gone. Houses
are now replaced by burning balls of fire. Grass and trees now blackened. We didn't see a single other person or building. Once busy streets were now
void of activity. We could see where our school was supposed to be, it was gone. For a moment we mourned together, knowing if it had not been for
the sickness that overtook our house, we would have been at school, and we would be dead. I wonder if I would ever see my parents again. "Come
on," Aleric said as he pulls Mannix and me into the woods. I am too worried and shocked to be scared of what the forest holds. What will we do?
Where will we live? How will we survive this? I am only eight years old, Mannix only 9, even Aleric the oldest is only 13, how are we supposed to
survive something like this? How long do we have, how are we going die? I can't believe I am asking these questions. Chapter 3 I wake with a

Summary Of Don Sabo's 'Pigskin, Patriarchy, And Pain'
In Don Sabo's essay "Pigskin, Patriarchy, and Pain", Sabo's central claim states that society's pressure synthesizes males to accept and conform to
pain, whether that be external or internal with an underlying message to walk away from conformity. At the beginning of Sabo's essay, Sabo
mainly speaks about the external pain of his back, which started when he went out for football when he was only eight years old in the interest of
changing his physical appearance. While beginning at the age of eight, Sabo played until the end of his NCAA career, which ultimately, turned out
to be the result of Sabo's spinal fusion surgery, and also was the result of Sabo being "one of many men who got swallowed up by a social system on
male domination" (86). The system that Sabo commonly refers to is also known as patriarchy, which teaches kids to not only enjoy the pain, but to
inflict pain too. These teachings, according to Sabo, is the pain principal, which includes taking our anger out on other people and "limits our
emotional expression (86). Another part of these teachings include taking pain, and to take women, and take their place (87). Through all of this
information, Sabo is trying to make the inference that our Patriarchy system is corrupted and unfair. Women in this system are at the bottom of the
totem pole, and are even considered a prize for enduring the pain. This patriarchy system doesn't only exist in sports, but it also exists in the military,
business world, and in the

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