Writing Responce #4

Authors Note:  Upon finishing the last chapter of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde I thought temptation and addiction were large factors for Dr. Jekyll’s decisions and a good writing topic.

Do you think I should do it?

Should I take the sip?

Trust me it would just be a little bit.

My watery mouth and my quivering lip

Cannot bear it so I’ll take one hit

Do not worry everything’s under control

Even though this thing can take my soul

As it runs down my throat I can feel the pain

And then my body begins to change

It felt like death when it entered my brain

And it sort of left me feeling strange

For sure I though this would be my grave

But now this feeling of pure evil and pain

Is what I’m addicted to and crave

This evil I am addicted to
This evil I am addicted to

Writing Responce #3

Authors Note:  I love the transformation of Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde.  To try to capture another situation like this I wrote about the manifestation cycle of a werewolf. 

 

                Fear consumed me as I sprinted as fast as I could away from my sister Anna.  As my vision began to fade from me I could no longer stand.  “Run Anna!” I screamed as loud as I could.  My voice was scratchy and faint.  This was actually happening and I could not believe it.

                A jolt of pain tore at my back and sent me kneeling to the ground.  My skin began to bubble and my limbs began to stretch and crack.  I began to rapidly rip and tear at the itching flesh still hanging from my body.  I could feel my jaw dislocated and my whole body crunch and snap.  The clothes on my back were ripped off as my figure grew nearly three times in size.  Underneath everything a lair of pitch black hair began to accumulate.  My nails and teeth stretched into razor sharp claws and fangs. My screams of fear and pain turned into growls as I managed to whisper just one last word.  "Run".

With the full moon and stars illuminating the sky the creature I became sprinted on all fours in the direction of my fleeing sister Anna as an evil consumed me. 

Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde # 2

Authors Note:  Throughout Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde there was a reoccurring theme of a peaceful calmness before the disturbing attacks of Mr. Hyde.  I tried to incorporate this “calmness before the storm” in a short story of a storm at sea.  I purposely did not complete the ending of the story hoping that they reader will think of their own. 

                A cool breeze brushed across the faces of the Jenson family as they lay on the bow of their sailboat gazing at the beautiful sunset.  The vibrant colors of the radiant sun glistened throughout the sky giving the clear blue water a reddish purple glow.  The tranquility of the situation stopped time for the Jenson family and brought smiles to their faces.

 Docked only a few miles from bay, night was near, and “The General” began its departure back to shore.  Suddenly a strong wind struck the sails of the boat jerking it unpleasantly.   Dark clouds quickly began to form and waves began to slowly rock the boat.  The growing situation surprised all of the Jenson’s and worried expressions crept into their expressions.  Moment s later everything escalated into pure horror and chaos as over 15 foot swells swapped the sides of the boat and as rain flooded the deck.  The screams of the children on board were in no comparison of the cracking thunder and roars of the sea.  Within seconds “The General’s” main mast was split in half and hanging over the edge of the boat. 

“Mayday! Mayday!” screamed Tom Jenson as he attempted to make a distress call to the coast Guard.  “We are going down!”

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde reponse 1

Author's note:  Upon reading the the first few chapters of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde I really loved the two different sides of the main character so I tried to incorporate this in a poem.

In half of my life I am a normal person

Friendly and kind I’m very average

By day I walk, always having good reason

Until the night where I become more savage

You better run and you better hide

Upon seeing me you’ll know just why

In half of my life there is something evil

An evil that is lurking within my soul

Growing rapidly, into a fiery upheaval

Tearing and dragging me into a hole

You better run and you better hide

Upon seeing me you’ll know just why

This burden is killing me without a doubt

Giving me a life of regret and sin

All I want to do is kick this thing out

Before I can’t control the monster within

You better run and you better hide

Upon seeing me you’ll know just why