Blushing

everyone blushed as much as I did, and that it was only my unusually pale skin that made my tendency towards blushing more apparent. But this is not, in fact, the case. Some people blush more than others do and some families blush more than others do (2). Some attribute blushing to social phobia, though it differs in that it is not accompanied by a change in pulse rate or blood pressure (1). Blushing is generally thought to be a response to embarrassment, but is the emotion

But why?! He glanced up at Hater, blushing furiously as he began to shake. Hater's face was hard to see with his hood over it the way it was, he couldn't read his expression at all! Hater sped-walked to the table and sat down. "Have a seat." He mumbled, gesturing for him to sit next to him

the uncomfortable feelings experienced by socially aware characters when social rules are broken, and divides these feelings into two parts, the buildup as transgressions are being made and the release when the situation is escaped or resolved. Blushing is the physical act that reflects these feelings of mortification and embarrassment, one of the few socially acceptable actions that reveal a person’s true feelings. O’Farrell disagrees with George Henry Lewis’ criticism that “Austen misses [..

Loki is a introverted 16 year old. he loves to read, and usually just prefers to be alone, but that all changes when he gets braver than he's ever been before. Homecoming was rapidly approaching, and as per usual, I still didn't have a date. All of my friends have dates, even Hermann, who no one ever expected to have a date. "Why does everyone I ask seem to have a date," I thought to myself, "I'm a perfectly nice guy, I'm smart, I try to be funny... bah heck with it. I'll just go to the game, and

Courage and Cowardice in The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien Through The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien moves beyond the horror of fighting in the Vietnam War to examine with sensitivity and insight the nature of courage and fear. Included, is a collection of interrelated stories. A few of the stories are brutal, while others are flawed, blurring the distinction between fact and fiction. All the stories, however, deal with one platoon. Some are about the wartime experiences of soldiers, and

Plot development for my narrative: A Crush on Chaos? Ew No! Exposition: “My nana dropped me and brother off a little ways from our school so that we weren’t sitting in traffic. I went to Coffee Bean with some friends and my brother went who knows where! When we were walking to Walker Junior High School, I saw my brother about to cross the street to go to Kennedy High School. I told my friends that I would be right back. They left and I yelled out to my brother.” That is the part in my narrative

When we create something, it’s always difficult to revel it to others. No matter how big or small our creation might seem we will always have doubts about our work. For instance, writing an essay might seem simple to some but the reality of putting words together to state he or she’s point is a difficult task for anyone. In addition, when finished we tend to have a great uncertainty buried deep down in our mind reminding either our work is “great” or “it needs improvement”. Poet, Anne Bradstreet

Blushing, Chris tried to deny doing anything special, as did Jenny, but neither of their parents would hear of it. Knowing how their parents felt and that what they did do was helping was a relief for Jenny, as well as Chris. Giving their mom and dad one last hug, both turned in early and were soon asleep. Not long after, Roy and Joanne followed the example and after checking on all three of the kids, went to bed themselves. Relief spread throughout their bodies at the knowledge that despite the

When we create something, it’s always challenging to reveal it to others. No matter how big or small our creation might seem we will still have doubts about our work. For instance, writing an essay might seem simple to some, but the reality of putting words together to state he or she’s point is a difficult task for anyone. In addition, when finished, we tend to have a great uncertainty buried deep down in our mind reminding either our work is “great” or “it needs improvement.” Poet, Anne Bradstreet

Before I knew it, the next summer had passed, and I found myself in the bustling streets of Diagon Alley, shopping for school supplies unfortunately, with my family. Elara and Theodore were off gaping at a shop window that was displaying the Nimbus 2000, which, I admit, was very aesthetically pleasing. My little brother, who loved to play Quidditch, stood there with both of his palms, his nose, and forehead pressed to the glass with a gigantic grin on his face. I chuckled at this, since Theo really