This week you have been reading The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe, which deals mainly with revenge. As you could tell by reading, the story uses suspense and tone to create eerie, dismal tone of revenge. Most of us how experienced some type of revenge in our lives – whether it deals with getting revenge, someone getting revenge, or some revenge being done to you.
Your Task Today:
Today, you are going to tell us a story of revenge. You may discuss a time when you got revenge on someone, someone got revenge on you, a “revenge” that happened to your friend, or simply, make one up. At the end, be sure to discuss a “lesson learned” or how you felt about the entire experience.
While writing your story, keep a few things in mind:
- The elements of Plot
- Strong Vocabulary Words
- Effective Sentences
- Pretend you are talking to your friends!
Rubric for Story of Revenge:
Proficient – story is 2+ paragraphs long, story uses strong vocabulary words and effective sentences, story deals mainly with revenge (in some way or another), and story has elements of plot
Non-Proficient – story is less than 2 paragraphs, there are no strong vocabulary words or effective sentences, story does not deal with revenge, no elements of plot
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When I was little I was jealous of my new little brother because he was getting all of my dad and step moms attention. He was about 1 and I was about 9 he came into my room and wanted to get up on my bed so I picked him up and put him on my bed. He was walking on my bed and there was a little space between my wall and bed so I put a stuffed animal in front of him so he would trip. He hit his head on the wall and started crying and screaming for his mom. I tried picking him up because I felt bad for doing it he kicked and bit me. His mom came running in and said what happened I said he just fell so I wouldnt get in trouble.
Later on that day I fed my little brother even though he was young I guess he knew what revenge was because he bit me and threw cheerios at me. I didn't do anything because of what I did earlier to him. After awhile I grew out of that jealous stage and my brother starting getting jealous of his new little brother.
It all started at a party one dark night, when my bestfriend Steve played a prank on one of my friends. Steve decided to put a ruffy in her drink. I've never seen someone fall so fast in my life. Steve still thought it was funny, but I ran over to her to see if she was still breathing. She was, so I carried her upstairs and put her in a bed, I kept my eye on her all night. About an hour later she started foaming from her mouth. I paniced, it felt like an arrow when straight through my heart, I thought I was gonna have a heart attack. That night she died. It seemed like Steve felt bad about killing her but he never confessed or told anyone but me.
A week later I started hearing rumors about Steve making fun of her. I had to know the truth before I reacted so I spied on him that night. I found out it was true. So their was two things I could do, tell the cops, or take revenge. Ever since she died I wasn't right in the head. I started to go crazy, thought murder was needed in life. That night I broke into his house. I did something I never saw myself doing in a million years. I stabbed his mother to death. He only lived with his mom, she was all he had left some may say. But now he has nothing. I left that night and returned home. The next day in school Steve was crying like crazy and I started making rumors about how horrible of a mother she was, and started saying she probably killed herself. Sweet sweet revenge.
When I was nine, my sister was seven. We had just gotten a new playground type thing in our backyard and we were really excited to play on it. I was climing up the slide, and my sister was playing on the swings, while my mom was sitting outside with us, on the phone with my aunt. As I walked back up the slide, my sister tried to follow me. The next thing I know, my sister was screaming in pain and holding onto her arm like it would fall off. We spent the next few hours in the emergency room, while my sister got pins stuck in her arm and put into a cast. The next week we were going to Florida.
My sister got revenge on me when I was 12. We were playing in the pool with my cousin, when we decided to play tag. I was walking on the edge, when my sister pushed me off. My aunt and mom ran out when they heard me scream in pain. We had to go to the emergency room and I got 6 stitches that night. I guess me and my sister are even... for now.
Seasons ago, when the leaves were still falling from the trees, Haddonfield, Nj=J was a perfect city to live in. Michael Myers, my six year old friend, didn't have many friends. He wasn't the only child, but his absense was known. October 31, 1978, Halloween night, he asked his oldest sister, Judith, to take him trick-or-treating. She refused. Little Michael took anger in this, because he seen the other kids playing and treating.
For revenge, Michael grabbed a sharp kitchen knife, crept up the ongoing stairs, and began to stab Judith simitaneously until death. After the stabbing, he grabbed his baby sister Laurie, sat onto his porch and waiting for his mother to come.
We were young, and at times I didnt know what he was thinking. I felt bad and extingiushed from his presence that is. They sent him away to a juvenile center. We thought it would only be a 2 week process. But, 2 weeks turned to a month, a month turned to four months and before you know it, he was in there for 11 months. No visitors. He end up staying in there for nine years. He broke out last January, looking for poor old me. Seeking revenge, I know he's looking for me. ---- Wait? Who's knocking at the door at this time of night?
Baby Blue hightops
My mom just bought me baby blue hightops for getting an A on my quiz. They were so cute that my lil sister really wanted them. So one day I didn’t wear them to school because I had gym. She was in 3rd gradeso she went to school after me and she wore them to school without my permission . I got home early that day and found them missing. When she got home they had mud on them and they weren’t baby blue anymore.
So I took her shoes and throw them over the cable wire outside in the rain hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahabahhahaha
Evonne Woods
not done
Well it started off when i was little and i was playing out side. Me and brother were raceing down the street in our toy car and freind wanted to play. so we told him no because he doesnt to play with other so he got angry then my little brother he walks over and as reveng for not letting him play he bushes my little brother into the wall causeing his lip to bust open. when he did that we dropped every thing and ran over to help him up and took him into the house.
when we came back out to hit him back he ran and told his momn and we got in trouble. so the next day we planned for him to come over and get him so we waited for him to come we pretended to be ok and talked to him like it never happened we kept him at the door and at the right moment all three of us puched him in the face and made him fall down the steps. He got up with his busted lip and home while laughed at and thats how i got reveng
One morning in breakfast, Tom put flour on a seat that I unaweringly sat in.i didn’t realize it till after 7th period, the girl I had a crush on noticed it as she laughed while telling me that I had white stuff all over my favorite black pants’ was so embarrassed and was seeking revenge for the last two periods but I didn’t know what to do to get him back as bad as he just got me at the end of the day I called his name and as soon as he heard me calling him I could see him laughing while his dreads shook up and down.
Tom sleeps after school every day for about two hours. He told me there is a key under the antique flower pot if I even needed a place to stay. So the next day I laughed about it with him and made him think that everything was cool so he wouldn’t have to watch his back during school. At the end of the day he drove home as I took the bus to his apartment complex’s snuck in and took out my sharpest pair of sicissors…
At times in life we all feel that we want to get revenge. It's mostly on a person, or a group of people who you will most likely not like. We've all had a time where we got revenge for small situation or a big one. I used to have an on going rivalry with someone. It started small but eventually got bigger.
A couple years ago I knew this one person. I thought we were friends for a while, but eventually I'll be proved wrong. We are both very competitive and always comepeted to see who was better at things. But we both eventually started to go with different groups and we started to become eneemys. It turned into he would do something to get me mad and I'll retaliate with with doing something back. We kept going back and forth with that for a while until it grew to a larger problem. He started to try and get me in trouble with the police. That's when i knew it got too serious. With that happening I had to end this fued. So I saw him walking around and When iI saw him, I was so angry at him, that We got into a fight. After winning that, The fued went down, and died out. That was my final revenge on him.
One damp and discusting morning to horrible to go outside. So my brother Brandon asks me to play a game but i say go scram u little turd. Then as he walks away with a sad face i continiously go on with which was going to be a good day in my house. But before that good day i got to do my chores.
So i was going to play my PS3 it wouldnt turn on. I had wondered why it did that. But had to move on so i went into my room to watch TV fir a little bit. But as i was to turn it on i couldnt find the remote. As i sat on my chair i was wondering alot why this is all happening to me. As i was thinking my mother called me up for lunch Brandon sat with the biggest smirk on his face. So i asked "what is up with your creepy little smile." He replied "did anything interesting happen to you today." At that point I knew it was him. Then i said "imma get u back you little punk."
So i went down into my room and set the biggest trap. Then i called my brother to my room. As he came in my dark room i gripped him up and tied him to a chair brought him outside and hung him upside down on the chair. He was like 10 feet in the air tied to a chair. After 10 minutes of being upside down i finally let him free and i think he learned his lesson about messing with me. But in a way he only wanted to play with me. But when i was coming in my house and my brother came up and said "im sorry" and i acceped his appology and then i made him fix my PS3. But i think me and my brother are all good for now.
I remember when me and my mom was play fighting and she ripped my shirt. That was my favorite shirt and I paid like 20 dollars for that shirt so you know I was pissed off for real. Then my sister broke my watch and that was about 45$. After that my brother broke my Play Station 3 game system. So I wasn’t letting that ride.
For my mom I ripped and bleached all her favorite shirts. My mom was mad at me but to bad cause she shouldn’t ripped my shirt. You are not going to believe what I did to my sister lol. My sister love jewelry so I went in her room and broken all her earrings, rings, and bracelets. It got to the point where she didn’t have anything to wear to her friend party. My brother got it the worst because I broke his touch screen phone, flat screen TV and his computer. Revenge is so sweet lol.
I remember the first time i got ma phone.i was sernendipitous it was a realli kool phone to have to be my first phone. it was an all touchscreen phone it had everythn a phone coud have. well i had a lil sister and ofcourse she alays liked touching everything because she was still lik 4 years old. well we i went to take a shower 1 dai i left my phone on the floor. well she came in my room and she grabbed it.
well when she grabbed it she wen and she kep throwing it around the floor.she bit my phone and scratched it all up slobbered on it. anythin a lil kid could do she did it 2 ma phone. it was my first phone n and only lasted weeks. it was wet all scracthed up and it did nt work at all. SO for my revenge she akways had this bear she use 2 always lay with and have with her. so i grabbed the bear and we had a lil pupp at dha time dhat was always playfull grabbin stuff. well i put the bear on the floor and the dog came in grabbed it and attaked it. it bit it and shaked it left and rite. the my sis came in and she started fitin with the dog over the bear. when she finally got it i knew the dog was gonna rip the head off and it did. my revenge felt good but then i felt bad because that was my little sis . so i bought her a new 1
When I was 12 my mom use to play pranks on everybody. When my dad would sleep she would hold his nose. when my brother and I would sleep she would put whip cream on our hand n tickle our face so we would whipe the cream on ourselves. It was my brother and I's time to get her back for years of torture.
We waited until she went ot go take her daily nap to spring into action. We let her fall into a deep sleep. Then we did it! We threw a glass of water on her face n she woke up gasping for air as though she was under water for a long time. MY brother and I laughed at our unholy deed and waited for her response. My mom said "O you two are gonna get it! You think all those other pranks were bad you aint seen nothing!" We continued to laugh and gloat about our masterpeice for the remainder of the day. She vowed to get us back but nothing happend yet. I am now 16 years old living in fear of what she has up her sleave still. My mother does not easily forget!
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