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  (Image Information: Hereditary Shocker:  https://www.indiewire.com/2018/06/hereditary-twist-charlie-death-ari-aster-1201973390/) Short Story: The questions began every evening. I tried my best to answer them.  “Daddy, why is the sky blue?”  I sighed with relief. This one I knew. “It isn’t really, it’s colorless. The reflection of the sun’s rays makes it seem blue.”  She paused for a moment. Her next question was a little harder.  “Daddy, where did Mommy go?”  The thought of her mother still made my chest tight. “Mommy got sick, and the angels took her away so she wouldn’t suffer.”  Her last question was the most difficult.  “Daddy, why did you kill me?”  I wish I had the answer. Tweet: Don't let the following control you: -Procrastination -Distractions -Bad Habits Author's Note: I enjoy writing stories that are in the horror genre as I get goose bumps writing them myself. This one is a bit depressing the more you read the story and the las sentence I thought was a good bang a

Reading Notes: Robin Hood Part A

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  Bibliography: Ballads of Robin Hood by Francis James Child in The English and Scottish Popular Ballads  (1882-1898) http://mythfolklore.blogspot.com/2014/05/robin-hood-progress-to-nottingham.html (Image Information: Robin Hood:  https://disney.fandom.com/wiki/Robin_Hood_(character)) -It is important to note that the old ballads of Robin Hood differs from the idealized view of Robin Hood that we remember as children.  -This story is told in quartets, four short sentences or lines per paragraph. It feels as if I am reading old poems which I practically am.  -The story is also told in rhymes, the second and fourth line of each paragraph rhymes with the last word. -Even if it is told in rhymes, the details of each action is well described, especially when Robin Hood is fighting against the forresters.  -Robin Hood absolutely destroys the forresters, even making some lose arms or legs and enough blood to bleed out and die. -I am very intrigued the way this story is written, it is fun to j

Week 11 Story: The Fox Lady

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Simu was the son of a Korean minister. He passed his exams and held high office. When his father was Governor of Jo-Sun Province, Simu was a little boy and accompanied him. The Governor’s first wife being dead, Simu’s stepmother was the mistress of the home. Once when the minister had gone out on an inspecting tour, the office was left vacant, and Simu was there with her. In the rear garden of the official quarters was a pavilion, called the Pagosas Hill, that was connected by a narrow gateway with the public hall. Frequently Simu took one of the office boys with him and went there to study, and once at night when it had grown late and the boy who accompanied him had taken his leave, the door opened suddenly and a young woman came in. Her clothes were neat and clean, and she was very pretty. Simu looked carefully at her, but did not recognize her. She was evidently a stranger, as there was no such person among the dancing-girls of the office. He remained looking at her, in doubt as to