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My School
Posted April 23rd, 2008 at 09:56 PM by Garet Jaxx
This was supposed to be as one day, cheapo English assignment, but it became so much more. I started and couldn't stop, here is where I stopped:
As you enter this massive maze of a building, you realize you have entered a gathering place. The masses of people talking amongst themselves create a feeling of peace, maybe joy. Then, a sudden ring silences them all and that feeling is shattered. You see any traces of joy or of hope vanish from the peoples’ eyes. Now you ask, “Is this a place of gathering, or containment?”
As you enter a room, the white walls and dry taste of the air add a sense of monotony, a sense that this day will be no different from the one before and each moment is the same as the last. A smell that is a smell and no smell at all adds no joy to the residents of the building. You enter another room, and another. They are nearly identical. All is the same with the exception of the windows, which only offer a glimpse to the freedom without. As the occupants toil at the activities that take place day after day. The work upon the texture-less surfaces on which they sit. Suddenly, another bell sounds. Instantly, the hope returns the victims of this place as they gather into one mass. They rush into one room where the smell of food soon to be eaten infiltrates your nose. The taste of the food may be controversial, but it fills a previously restless stomach. The chairs are hard and unyielding to the weight put upon them, but there is still more comfort in this room than anywhere else in the building. Another bell sounds and the people separate and enter different rooms, each one of them isolated from those they know. Many more bells sound. The residents are contained for an hour at a time, with only enough time in between to create the feeling that they might be free. As the last bell tolls, the children leave [Generic] High School.
As you enter this massive maze of a building, you realize you have entered a gathering place. The masses of people talking amongst themselves create a feeling of peace, maybe joy. Then, a sudden ring silences them all and that feeling is shattered. You see any traces of joy or of hope vanish from the peoples’ eyes. Now you ask, “Is this a place of gathering, or containment?”
As you enter a room, the white walls and dry taste of the air add a sense of monotony, a sense that this day will be no different from the one before and each moment is the same as the last. A smell that is a smell and no smell at all adds no joy to the residents of the building. You enter another room, and another. They are nearly identical. All is the same with the exception of the windows, which only offer a glimpse to the freedom without. As the occupants toil at the activities that take place day after day. The work upon the texture-less surfaces on which they sit. Suddenly, another bell sounds. Instantly, the hope returns the victims of this place as they gather into one mass. They rush into one room where the smell of food soon to be eaten infiltrates your nose. The taste of the food may be controversial, but it fills a previously restless stomach. The chairs are hard and unyielding to the weight put upon them, but there is still more comfort in this room than anywhere else in the building. Another bell sounds and the people separate and enter different rooms, each one of them isolated from those they know. Many more bells sound. The residents are contained for an hour at a time, with only enough time in between to create the feeling that they might be free. As the last bell tolls, the children leave [Generic] High School.
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So, what grade did you get on the project?
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Posted April 25th, 2008 at 11:44 AM by Retlaw |
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