Shut up

will always be room for backlash and critique. In the article “The Culture of Shut Up” Jon Lovett produces his ideas on how society needs to get a grip on the endless amount of connectedness that spawns from the internet and how people must deal with the fact of how unreserved it is. When someone says something, a person doesn’t agree with, Lovett states that you cannot just tell them to “shut up” because they won’t shut up, they don’t have to and they never will. “You don’t beat someone’s idea by beating

Would you like me to grab you something to drink, my boy?” Hurriedly, the boy nodded and with a mouth full of food,” Hesh pleshe!” The smile never left the man’s face as he got up from his seat to grab some juice for the little boy. Vince had a perfect view of the fridge, and watched as the man got up. He slowly chewed on his food, mostly because there was just so much in his mouth he couldn’t. Finally he was able to swallow right as the man opened the fridge. Almost instantly the boy

Moya's room sat at one end of the house, with a picture window that faced the front. Part of the room was a kind of turret -- a nearly full circle off the edge of the house made up entirely of windows and topped outside by a concave cone-shaped roof. Out the back window she could just see the corner of the carriage house where her grandmother lived -– a small, quaint house set atop a stone foundation with two immense barn doors where the horse carriages used to be kept. She could also see the

Every night screaming, and banging noises fill up my house. Constantly I pray I’m not next. My dad is abusive, but no one knows. First he goes for mom. Next, is my older brother, Jake. Then, it’s me. I have bruises and scars that I have to hide in public. People ask me why I never let them come over… I’m afraid they’ll get hurt, or judge me even more. I can’t risk that. Beep, beep, beep. My alarm’s ringing. I slowly slump across the room to shut it off. Time for another day of despair, and misery

An eccentric lady with big Great Danes and a large double wide mobile home all fenced in with a lawn. I think she was the only lawn I saw in the canyon. She was an older lady and liked to control. When walking up, we always walked on the opposite side of the road. We planned to give her no need to call out to us. She would make sure the Canyon Fire Station knew how loud they could be. Now we at the Fountain loved the Fire Station; they kept things in order;

The story is presented in the present time, located on the outskirts of Chicago. Main characters: The first Will Grayson is a boy who seems afraid of almost everything. He lives by the rules shut up and don’t care. He tries to live his life without being noticed. He is constantly telling himself to shut up and stop caring witch is a little hard because his friend is Tiny Cooper. Tine Cooper is always feeling and caring, he literally falls in love with a new boy every 5 minutes and calls it love

rarely plays. He is a meek kid who goes along with the flow and rarely stands up for himself. Luster Stilhare- is an egotistical, abusive, workaholic father to Jillian and Nick. Vengeance- an avenging, omniscient Spirit who saves abused children by forming an army retaliating

A LAYER OF REALITY “What happened? “Said Ali gasping for air. “Come with me. “Answered Youssef arduously. “Is it about our quantum computer?” said Ali seriously. “Yes.” whispered Youssef. The elevator that down them to the laboratory was ghost-silent. however, their minds were not. After they got off the elevator Ali received a message on his phone. “read it.” Said Youssef. After reading the message Ali said “that cannot be true. Of course, it is a joke.” “Did it explode

who was slightly shorter, had a blonde buzz-cut, and was smirking down at him. It was Reiner, the school's star quarterback. Armin took a step back before replying, "I-" "Shut up!" Annie growled pushing Armin backwards, causing him to slam against a nearby locker. He winced as the padlock dug into his spine, skinning a line up his back. Bertolt wasn't paying much attention. But rather, smiling down at Annie with a blush and Armin swore he heard the tall boy mumble to himself, "She's so pretty." However

readers a front row seat to the chilling tale of a southern family’s murder at the hands of an escaped convict who calls himself “The Misfit” and his associates. On their way to Florida for a vacation, the family stops to visit an abandoned house and ends up in a car accident, where they are found by The Misfit, and subsequently killed. While the murder is the climax of the story, O’Connor writes a cast of uniquely flawed characters that are the true focus of the narrative; each character adds a layer to