Nick And Ad example essay topic

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Said a voice sharply at Nick. "You " re a snotty bastard, that's what you are. You come in here where nobody asks you and eat a man's food and when he asks to borrow a knife you get snotty". Nick stared at him.

Shocked by the insult. He took a step towards the voice who had insulted him and answered back calmly. "You are one rude man, speaking to me with disrespect". He took another step forward. "Bugs here, told me not to hand over the knife to you for certain reasons.

You must learn to respect others". Tension and extreme anger crawled up Ad's back as he smacked Nick down to the floor with remarkable strength. Struggling to rise up, Nick was tempted to hit Ad but Bugs just kept pulling him back from it. An increasing amount of constant screaming and swearing came from both mouths of the tempered men. Bugs tried to stop them from getting at each other, but the Negro failed to succeed as Ad took another painful strike at Nick.

This time passing him out. Once again, he fell to the floor, slightly breathing. Silence fell upon them, whilst no one moved. All that was heard was the light movement of the tall, large trees and the soft crackle of fire that was burning the wood. Nick was badly injured since he had still not awoken. Bugs gave an evil glance at Ad and whacked him on the head with a half woven basket that the Negro had still not completed weaving.

"Mister Francis! How could you lose your mind and hit an innocent child? I thought you were a good man, you should show yourself as a gentleman not a psycho". Shouted the Negro.

The second he turned round, Ad grabbed him from the arms and gave him five slaps across the face. Then he threatened to choke him, which really frightened the Negro out of his skin. But Bugs couldn't let Ad do this to him, so he searched for any object that could defend himself from Ad. "Crack".

Bugs looked around to see what the noise was, but all he saw was Nick, unconscious on the floor, and Ad standing by an old tree, beating himself with anger. The crack occurred once again. They sounded clearly as footsteps. The noise grew louder and louder with a few stops in between. Bugs stepped closer to the bushes when suddenly a tall, dark figure appeared from a distance. Bugs vaguely tried to make out whom it was, but the Negro had still not recovered from the fear.

Shaking like a rattle, he stood there, quiet as the moonlight shone a sparkle in his fearful eyes. The distinct, lifeless figure was overlapped by the dark, gloomy mist as it faded into the still trees. A hand fell upon the Negro's shoulders. He jumped back cowardly, trembling with fear. Sweat poured from his soft black face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that". Said a low voice from behind. "I'm quite lost and I was wondering if you might have any directions to a nearby town". The Negro looked up at the tall figure but didn't reply. He had a strange feeling that something was not right about this stranger. "Oh, I beg your pardon, my name is William Becker and I believe that you have no idea of what I'm saying".

Said the stranger with a smile on his face. This time the Negro answered, "I understood what you were saying sir. I was just, er... ."Afraid?" Replied the mean as he walked off laughing. At that point the Negro knew that something bad was bound to happen. He was left alone, just standing there.

Then he remembered Nick and Ad, so he headed off quickly through the dark, silent forest. A faint light appeared from a far distance. The Negro knew it was the fire that he and Ad had lit up, and by the time he got there he was breathless. But not only was he breathless, he searched the area and there was no sign of Nick and Ad. "Mister Adams! Mister Francis!

Where are you?" The nigger's voice called out. No answer. There was still no sign of Nick and Ad. The Negro's heart sank down to his feet as he began to cry out with sorrow. Only his hard breathing was to be heard, when suddenly he could no longer see. Blood streamed from the Negro's head as he was pushed against a smooth rock.

"Now are you afraid you foolish nigger?" A strange voice asked whilst hitting the Negro. Bugs knew that he had heard that voice before and thought hard to remember. It finally came to him. The voice was William Becker but why was he torturing Bugs? The Negro stayed silent, too scared to even move a muscle. He was dragged across the stoney path, which was scaring and bruising his legs.

Then he felt cold bars beneath his bruised thighs. They almost felt as if they were a railway. "Leave me alone!" Screamed Nick, it seemed as if he had recovered from his coma. For a moment everything went quiet but then there was a loud thump echoed through the forest. The Negro then realized that either Nick or Ad had knocked each other out, but he had not thought about where William Becker might have been. Although the Negro was still blindfolded, he could still make out what was going on around him.

He heard soft mumbles and slight shoves. A faded noise was approaching nearer and nearer, but Bugs couldn't make out what it was. "Ad! Bugs! Are you guys ok?" Asked Nick. "Mmghmgh".

Ad struggled to answer. His lips were sealed with tape. "Mister Adams, is that you?" The Negro questioned. "Of course its me. I'm coming to untie you both". The noise grew louder and stronger and sounded like steam was coming out from it.

"What's that noise?" asked Nick. "I don't know sir, but please remove this fold from my eyes". Replied the soft nigger voice. The noise was very loud now, and they finally realized what the noise was. Nick panicked. He was frightened and did not know what to do.

He took out his rusty penknife and started cutting the ropes that tightened the Negro's hands together. The noise was getting closer. Nick's hands were shaking so much that he cut himself with the knife but still managed to carry on. Bugs felt the cold sweat dripping from Nick's face onto the Negro's baldhead. The noise was deafening. Screaming with horror, Nick let go of the knife, as it was no use.

He couldn't untie Bugs nor Ad. "Save yourself boy, forget about me". The nigger's voice touched Nick's heart. The noise was shaking the ground. Nick pulled out the fold and as soon as the Negro opened his eyes he saw Ad, frightened on the railway, all tied up. He took another look around and saw William Becker, dead on the floor.

Then he saw Nick who was trying to protect Bugs. They both looked up and a bright light blinded their eyes. Then there was darkness..