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I stumbled over no and sucked in air, as if it kept my mind from exploding. "Where are you from, then?" he asked sweetly, as if I were a frightened fawn. "Michigan," I whispered hoarsely, knowing it wouldn't do any good. "I've never heard of it – is it far?" "Very." "Where are you headed?" To that, I shrugged, for I truly didn't know.  "I don't know how I even came to be here," I admitted truthfully, my voice becoming strained as I fought back panic. "So you're alone with no where to go in weather that not even the gods enjoy and you don't know your way back from whence you came?"  He pretty much summed it up.  I nodded, holding that l

Essay One:  Character Analysis The Murder of Roger Ackroyd:  Major Hector Blunt Centered around the suspicious murder of a wealthy businessman, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd is a gripping detective mystery told through the point of view of Dr. Sheppard.  We are introduced to a myriad of characters – including one Major Hector Blunt, a close friend of Roger Ackroyd who had been visiting the area at the time of the murder.  Blunt is pinpointed as a suspect throughout the novel when in fact it was the narrator himself who committed the  crime. Blunt is an extremely quiet but remarkably impressionable older gentleman.  He adds a diversity t

You tell me you love me And that you always will, But somehow I don't believe you. You will move on, though it pains me so. Something will happen – Something we can't foresee. When it comes, I'll watch you go. I'll shed tears, I know I will. You'll smile and say Everything will be OK, But you don't see what I do. Time has ticked by - Time that no man can count. Cards from you at Christmas, Calls on my birthday. . . . A Christmas passes – Nothing in the mail, No ring from the telephone. You are gone, Lost to me forever. Sometimes I hear about you, Of the songs you've song and things you've won. Sometimes I think about