A Winter Walk
One winter night night Charlie and Sam went walking through the woods and the fluffy snow. The wind howling like a pack of wolves. While they were walking Charlie saw some figures with white sheets on there heads. Scared at first, he didn't say anything. Then Sam saw them too. Curious as to who was under those sheets, the two boys followed them from a distant. They followed too close and they spotted them. The figures began to chase them back home. While running Sam slipped and fell near the bank of the river. Charlie stopped to save him and went down the bank of the river to help, he started sliding and they both fell in the freezing river. Both screeming for help, the figures came over to them. The figures actually helped save the two boys from the river. After they got out the figures pulled the sheets off there head to give to the boys so they could dry off. When they took the sheets off it was none other than superman, spiderman, and batman. They were just going through the woods with sheets to try to scare some people for some fun. Afer the two boys were dry, Superman picked them and flew them home. The two boys were the coolest kids on the play ground the next day while they were telling there story to all their friends.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
�this could be heaven or this could be hell�
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
�please bring me my wine�
He said, �we haven�t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine�
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin� it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said �we are all just prisoners here, of our own device�
And in the master�s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can�t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
�relax,� said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

This song can be elevated to poetry because it has metaphors and similies. Also he uses the hotel as a symbol. Im not sure what it is mabey a house or just his home town.

Question number 19: How does the motif of the mirror function in the story's plot?

To me the mirror is there for the characters to reflect on themselves and make them realize they are different. It Symbolizes them either changing or staying the same. The mirror functions in the story's plot by being there when the characters are either panicing, feeling down, or having a break down of some sort.

Love is a constant battle, if one side gives up its all over.

1. I used to be a rhino when I was in high school. I used to just try to fit in and would just do what ever to please others. I had blinders on and was just like mostly every one else, and only gave half of my attention to school.
2. I was barranger when I decided to go to college and better my life. Most of my frieds from highschool never went to college or dropped out of it. I have been dedicated since 2008 to school. I dont hang out with alot of my old friends because we have drifted apart. They have folled the crowd and I made my own path, and meet new, more interesting people on the way.