My movie- A look at Humanity

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bADjouoyd2U

vocab 2

Unanimous- this picture represents unanimous because it shows that everyone was in agreement, or they all agreed on a concept.


Tranquility- I chose this picture because it is a very soothing and calm image. It is relaxing and peaceful.



Flourish- this picture reminded me of flourish because the flower is gradually growing.



Tundra- this picture reminded me of tundra, because it was a vast, flat land that was frozen.

Misunderstandings

He knows she thought, as she starred at the man who had just taken her picture. Terrified she quickly passed through trying to find a safe place to hide. She ran until she reached a dark ally way where she was safe. Taking a quick glimpse, she checked to see that she had not been followed. How did they find out was her only question. Had someone found the body upstairs, had someone seen her husband die. She couldn't go home to check, as the cops were probably there this very moment waiting for her. Maybe I should confess, she thought. I've heard that the punishments are not that harsh if you come forth. It would be a great risk but it would also be a relief. That night she pondered on wether approaching the police was the best thing to do. The sun rose and the sound of chains rang in her ears. She decided that it was better to go forth then to be taken forth. As she walked to the station she took in her last breaths of freedom as they would be gone for a long time. It had been a little more than an hour before she could see a building in the distance. Closer and closer she came until she reached the entrance. She was going to miss waking up to the beautiful sun light. One... Two... Three. She entered the Station with a look of sadness on her face. This was it, her life of consequence had begun. "I did it," she said out loud, "I murdered Bendy Keith." Suddenly everything became silent, it was almost as if they had not known what she was talking about. And then it hit her!!!!!!! That man wasn't a cop, he was a photographer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

riddle

A dumb lady is on an airplane just about to go to sleep, when a man sits next to her and says let's play a game. She agrees and he explains the game. He says, "I will ask you a question, and if you can't answer you give me 5.00, then you ask me a question, and if I can't answer I will give you 50.00". So the man asked his first question. "What is the highest mountain?" Not knowing the answer, she gives him 5.00. Then she asks her question "What goes up a mountain with four legs, and comes down with five?" Not knowing he gives her 50.00. He then asked her what the answer was. Secretly she gave him 5.00 dollars.

The Library of Dust

October 3, 1927
Dear diary,
today I was entered into the Oregon Hospital Facility. I cannot recall the incident (or for that matter anything) that caused this mental issue, but I heard it was serious. Apparently my name is Samuel James Codden, and I am 17 years old. I lived in Salem and I was in 12th grade. That is all I've been told about my personal life. Good-bye for now.


October 8, 1927
Dear diary,
The environment here is very depressing. We are not allowed to go outside, let alone on the ground floor. Despite all my sorrows, I recently made a friend. Her name is Gabriel, and she has the most beautiful smile. She has been here for 3 years; her parents registered her into the hospital when she was only 12, due to a physical injury, that cost her, her legs. She told me that this was the most dreadful place in the world, it was as if she were locked in a prison and all the joys in life had been deprived from her. Sometimes, I hear her scream in her sleep, about being beaten or treated brutally. It seems so real, like she is calling for help, but whenever I stretch my hand out, her cry for help is silenced. Tomorrow, I am going for my first treatment. I hope that they find a cure so I can go home. I want to meet my family.


October 13, 1927
Dear diary,
Like Gabriel, I am having horrifying dreams. Sometimes I dream about a women (I am almost sure is my mother), holding me and begging to let me stay while a man is pulling me away. One of my more outrageous dreams is of the doctors, torturing me and beating me as though I was possessed by an evil spirit. This is entirely false as they are my friends.

October 22, 1927
Dear diary,
I am starting to wonder what the scientist do to their patients during the experiment. As I was being guided to the medical room, by Doctor Leveingston, I heard a young girl scream from one of the rooms, a few corridors down. She kept saying Please don't hurt me, and I don't need help. Another time I saw Gabriel wrapped in an electrical jacket, lying on a flat platform. Every few seconds her body would jump and then she would scream in pain. When she returned to the dorm I was curious and asked her what had happened. She responded as if she had not known what I was talking about.


December 21, 1927
Dear diary,
Sorrow has crept upon me. My dear friend Gabriel recently passed away due to a heart condition. It is strange how one goes into a medical room, perfectly fine, and then comes out with a heart condition, and dies that same day. We had a beautiful memorial and decorated her bed with tulips (her favorite flower). Sadly, we were not able to set her body free, (like we could do in a traditional funeral) as her ashes were taken by the doctors. I will miss her dearly, for she was my best friend and she knew me like no one else did. I am happy to know she is in a far better place than she was.

December 26,1927
Dear diary,
I feel so alone without Gabriel. It is the saddest thing, not waking up to her beautiful smile. It is as if there is no reason to live. Christmas was especially depressing. I received no presents nor letters from friends or family. A few of the others that resided in my dorm, were overjoyed to receive gifts from their loved ones. If only I was as fortunate as them.

January 11, 1928
Dear diary,
the strangest thing happened early today. I was on my way to the restroom, to take my evening bath, when I had some form of vision. It was as if I could see the past. At first it was a bit hazy and then gradually the image became clearer and clearer. I was in a room, lying on a flat platform, and wrapped in an electrical jacket, (the same one that Gabriel had worn). Within a few minutes I was put through the same painful process my friend had experienced. After that it was all a blur. A few wires were put onto my head and then everything around me turned black. It is strange that I cannot recall this event as
it surely took place today.

February 3, 1928
Dear diary,
everything is starting to make sense, the dreams of torture, the young girl's cry for help, the wires, not being able to remember what goes on in that room, Gabriel's heart failure. Electric shocks and brain modifications cannot heal injuries as serious as those patients in this hospital. My only question is why. Why would someone use torture as an antidote.

February 10,1928
Dear diary,
I am afraid of what the future folds for me. If I stay then my fate is death, but if I try to escape, my plans will surely not carry through. In these times I wish I had someone to share my feelings with.


April 16, 1928
Dear diary,
time is becoming less. I have decided to attempt an escape but my chances are slim. My plan is, when the sun sets and the darkness approaches, I will go into the bathroom and from there, climb out of the window. Directly below the window is a metal stair case which leads safe ground. As I will be climbing, there is no possible way I can carry anything that I will not need. This means I will be departing from you.

April 19, 1928
Dear diary,
today is that day, my departure. I would not have been able to make it without someway to express my feelings of sorrow. Thank you for being there for me. Good bye for now.

April 20, 1928
Dear diary,
as I predicted my plan backfired. It was all going well and I actually thought that I might make it, when Doctor Debris, called out my name. I was terrified and fear filled my body. She came over and asked me how I managed to get outside. I panicked and all my dreams of hope shattered. I heard the owner of the hospital discuss my punishment with the caretaker. A few of the doctors tried to explain that it was not my fault, and that my mind was unstable, but they did not stand a chance. I am afraid that this very moment might be my . . . . .