James Barr, a former U.S. Army sniper was suspected as the man who drives a van into a parking garage and randomly killed five people around the park. Emerson, a police detective discovers a shell casing and the coin used to pay or parking that has the fingerprint of James Barr. Emerson and the District Attorney, Alex Rodin soon interrogates Barr, and the only thing that Barr said is to get Jack Reacher. The story about Jack Reacher starts now. Reacher is a former U.S. Army Military Police Corps officer. He arrives soon after seeing a news report about Barr and the shooting. After seeing Barr, who was brutally attacked by fellow inmates and is now in a ...view middle of the document...
It was full of mysterious events which makes the viewers curious of what really happened, who is responsible, how did the events really occur, it was very intriguing. Viewers will likely attempt to predict many of the intended twists.
"Where am I?"
"Is this the real world?"
A lot of things are on my mind. I may be young and innocent, but not ignorant. I can clearly see what's present.
I can only imagine life when the world was first created, a beautiful scene yet to be exploited. A dash of green and blue then add the bright yellow sunshine that lights up the day. God gave us a world full of promise. He wanted us to use it, take care of it and make sure that there is plenty for everybody.
The water is not blue as it was.
The air we breath is not healthy anymore.
The forest that used to be rich and full, nowhere to be seen.
"What happened to the promised land?"
"How dare we ruin it!"
"If the world could only speak, it would tell us how much it hurts."
"All of us can do something but not everyone is willing to do it."
"Now, I can't imagine what the future holds."
The chances are getting thinner every time. Time is running out. We better do it now or pay the price later.
Let's rebuild this world and plant new life for a new day.
There was a great battle at sea. Once could hear nothing but the roars of the big guns. The air was filled with black smoke. The water was strewn with broken masts and pieces of timber, which the canon balls had knocked from the ships. Many men had been killed, and many more had been wounded.
The flagship had taken fire. The flames were breakin’ out from below. The deck was ablaze. The men who were left alive made haste to launch a small boat. The leaped into it, and rowed swiftly away. Any other place was safer now than on board of the burning ship. There was powder in the hold.
But the captain’s son. Young Casablanca, still stood upon the deck. The flames were almost all around him now but he would not stir from his post. His father had bidden him stand there, and he had been taught always to obey. He trusted in his father’s word, and believed that when the right time came, he would tell him to go.
He saw the men leap into the boat. He heard them call to him to come. He shook his head.
"When father bids me, I will go", he said.
And now, the flames were leaping up the masts. The sails were all ablaze. The fire blew hot upon his cheek. It scorched his hair. It was before him, behind all around him.
"Oh Father," he cried, "may I not go now? The men have all left the ship. Is it not the time that we, too, should leave it?"
He did not know that his father was lying in the burning cabin below, that a cannon ball had struck him at the very beginning of the fight. He listened to hear his answer.
"Speak louder, Father," he cried, "I cannot hear what you say".
Above the roaring of the flames, above the crashing of the...