The Pit and the Pendulum take two

"As I was holing on for dear life my mind was going in circles, what do they want of me , am I just some poor defenselss animal in a sick game of torment. What right to they have to be holding me capture like this. The walls were getting hotter as they moved closer to the pit. I had to balance myself carfully on the edge trying my best not to touch the wall. That was hard to do being as week as I was. I finally had to touch the wall to keep from falling, at the singly toudh of it the scorching heat burned my whole hand. All I could hear was my blood rushing through my vains as i knew in the next few minutes my death would come. But out pure hope I heard trumpets and I look up as I did i lost my balance and slipped but I cought myself on the edge. Holding onto dear life slowly slipping I knew that would not get to me in time. So I closed my eyes and just let go. My pain was gone and the last thing I saw was who was waiting for me."

"Team Poe" or "Team Irving"

When I read I love the stories that have happly ever after endings. But the doesn't mean I dont like the gruesome side of storys as well. So there for I am in between. It all depends on what kind of mood I am in. But with the beauty of both writers, they can describe things in words were you can picture it in your mind. Which is what I  love about these two authors.

Romatic Poem Reflection

The one poem that stayed in my mind this whole week was the poem by James Russell Lowell "The First Snowfall" and I just kept thinking to myself on how can someone even do that. With just writing your feelings down, how can you get your point across? But he did just that and even though people can take poems in differently, this was could only be seen in one way. To me it was on how he put together the beauty of the first snowfall with the death of his daughter. That is just amazing. This poem did really touch me. I just wish I could have that very special talent.