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Power Lines

NIGHT

BY ELIE WIESEL

NIGHT

BY ELIE WIESEL

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Kody Spicer

Chapter 1: “He had mastered the art of rendering himself invisible, insignificant.” (Pg 3)

Metaphor

Chapter 2: “(...) with every screech of the wheels (..)”. (Pg 25)

Personification

Chapter 3: “Another inmate appeared unleashing a stream of invectives.” (Pg 30) Metaphor

Chapter 4: “Suddenly, he exploded.”

(Pg 54)

Hyperbole

Chapter 5: “The SS offered us a beautiful present for the New Year.” (Pg 69) Irony

Chapter 6: “Faster you tramps, you flea-ridden dogs.” (Pg 85) Imagery

Chapter 7: “Our heads empty and heavy.” (Pg 98) Imagery

Chapter 8: “He was lying on the boards, ashen, his lips pale and dry, shivering.” (Pg 107) Imagery

Chapter 9: “Hunger was tormenting us.” (Pg 114) Personification

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Ms. Payseur

Chapter 1: “tears, like drops of wax, flowed from his eyes” pg 7. (Simile)

Chapter 2:

“The world had become a hermetically sealed cattle car” pg. 24 (Metaphor)

Chapter 3: “Never shall I forget…” pg. 34 (Repetition)

Chapter 5:

Chapter 6:

Chapter 7:

Chapter 8:

Chapter 9:

Chapter 4: “The stomach alone was measuring time” pg. 52

(Personification)

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Directions

Make a copy of the next slide template with the sticky notes.

Add your name in the title section.

For each sticky note, type your power line, page #, and the identifying figurative language.

Remember, your figurative language should be: personification, simile, metaphor, hyperbole, alliteration, verbal irony (not situational or dramatic), onomatopoeia, or other figurative language that manipulates language, not plot (such as conflict, foreshadowing, etc.)

Do not have a SYMBOL for your PowerLine. You already have a sticky note for it.

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Griszelly

Chapter 1:

“They passed me by like beaten dogs”

simile

pg.17

Chapter 2:

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat.” (Pg.25)

Simile

Chapter 3:

“Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dream to ashes.”

(Personification)

Pg.34

Chapter 4:

“He paid as much attention to us as would a shopkeeper receiving a delivery of old rags.”

(Simile)

Pg. 50

Chapter 5:

“His eyes would suddenly go blank, leaving two gaping wounds, two wells of terror” (Metaphor)

Pg.76

Chapter 6:

“The humans waves were rolling forward and would have crushed me like an ant.” (Pg. 87)

Simile

Chapter 7:

“Men were hurling against each other (. . .) Beasts or prey unleashed, animal hate in their eyes.” (Pg. 101)

Metaphor

Chapter 8:

“I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself.” (Pg. 105)

Metaphor

Chapter 9:

“From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me.”

Metaphor

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Wyatt Helms

Chapter 1:

“Like a page torn from a book” (17)

Simile

Chapter 2:

“A piercing cry broke the silence” (24)

imagery

Chapter 3:

“Those were the first human words” (41)

Metaphor

Chapter 4:

“Buna is a very good camp” (47)

Verbal Irony

Chapter 5: “bent over like broke trees” (67)

Simile

Chapter 6:

“a quick shot eliminated the filthy dog” (85)

Personification

Chapter 7:

“the night was growing longer” (98)

metaphor

Chapter 8: “in a flash, there was no one left outside” (106)

Metaphor

Chapter 9:

“Hunger was tormenting us” (114)

Personification

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Serenity Bridges

“He was awkward as a clown.”

(pg. 3)

Simile

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat.”

(Pg. 25)

Simile

“We can’t let them kill us like that, like cattle in the slaughter house.”

(Pg. 31)

Simile

“Then he seemed to break in two like an old tree struck by lightning.”

(Pg 54)

Smille

“I was nothing but ashes now.”

(Pg. 68)

Metaphor

“An icy wind was blowing violently.”

(Pg. 85)

Imagery

“Beasts of prey unleashed, animal hate in their eyes.”

(Pg. 101)

Hyperbole

“I knew I was no longer arguing with him but with death itself.”

(105.)

Hyperbole

“A corpse was contemplating me.”

(Pg. 115.)

Hyperbole

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Makayla W.

Chapter 1:

“The news spread through Sighet like wildfire.” pg.9

Type: Simile

Chapter 2:

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat.” pg.25

Type: Simile

Chapter 3:

“Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes.” Pg.34

Type: Personification

Chapter 4:

“Two lambs with hundreds of wolves lying in wait for them.” pg.59

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 5:

“The old stayed in their corner, silent, motionless, hunted-down creatures.” pg.70

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 6:

“Faster, you tramps, you flea-ridden dogs!” pg.85

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 7:

“Then, two “gravediggers” grabbed him by the head and feet and threw him from the wagon, like a sack of flour.” pg.99

Type: Simile

Chapter 8:

“I knew I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself.” pg.105

Type: Personification

Chapter 9:

From he depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me.” pg. 115

Type: Hyperbole

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Kloey Garrett

Chapter 1:

“They passed me by, like beaten dogs, with never a glance in my direction.” (Wiesel 17)

Type: Simile

Chapter 2:

“We stared at the flames in the darkness” (Wiesel 28)

Type: Imagery

Chapter 3:

“The wind of revolt died down.” (Wiesel 31)

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 4:

“That night, the soup tasted of corpses.” (Wiesel 65)

Type: Imagery

Chapter 5:

“Deep inside me. I felt a great void opening.” (Wiesel 69)

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 6:

“I was putting one foot in the front of the other, like a machine” (Wiesel 85)

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 7:

“It revealed a tangle of human shapes” (Wiesel 98)

Type: Imagery

Chapter 8:

“I knew I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself” (Wiesel 105)

Type: Metaphor

Chapter 9:

“Hunger was tormenting us” (Wiesel 114)

Type: Metaphor

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Sebastian Rodriguez

Chapter 1:

“The scene seem surreal. I was like a page torn from a book. (Pg. 17)

Simile

Chapter 2:

“A piercing cry broke the silence” (Pg. 24)

Imagery

Chapter 3: “The blows continued to rain on us” (Pg. 35)

Imagery

Chapter 4:

“He paid as much attention to us as would a shopkeeper receiving a delivery of old rags” (50) Simile

Chapter 5: “I was nothing but ashes now” (68) Metaphor

Chapter 6:

“I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine.” (85)

Simile

Chapter 7:

“Our heads empty and heavy” (98)

Imagery

Chapter 8: “He had become childlike: weak, frightened, vulnerable.” (105) Simile

Chapter 9: “I decided to look at myself in the mirror… From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was staring at me.” (115)

Irony

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Mason Stone

Chapter 4:

“The camp looked as though it had been through an epidemic”. (pg. 47)

Simile

Chapter 1:

“The news spread through Sighet like wildfire". (pg. 9) Simile

Chapter 2:

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat”. (pg. 25) Simile

Chapter 6:

“Faster you tramps, you flea-ridden dogs”

(pg. 85) Metaphor

Chapter 3:

“We were withered trees in the heart of the desert”. (pg. 37)

Metaphor

Chapter 7:

“‘Why not?’ said she. ‘I like to give charity’”.

(pg. 100) Irony

Chapter 8:

“The gratitude of a wounded animal”.

(pg. 106)

Metaphor

Chapter 5:

“Night was falling rapidly”. (pg. 66)

Metaphor

Chapter 9:

“Bursts of gunshots. Grenades exploding”.

(pg. 115)

Imagery

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Jonas Boston

Chapter 1: “They dwell in the depths of our souls and remain there until we die,” (5).

Imagery

Chapter 2: “We were still trembling, and with every screech of the wheels, we felt the abyss opening beneath us,” (25).

Metaphor

Chapter 3: ”He looked at us as one would a pack of leprous dogs,” (38). Simile

Chapter 4: “An assassin’s face, fleshy lips, hands resembling a wolf’s paws. The camp’s food had agreed with him; he could hardly move, he was so fat,” (48). Simile

Chapter 5: “Run as if you had the devil at your heels!... And most important, don’t be afraid,” (71).

Simile

Chapter 6: “I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine. I was dragging this emaciated body that was still such a weight,” (85). Simile

Chapter 7: "Beasts of prey unleashed, animal hate in their eyes. An extraordinary vitality possessed them, sharpening their teeth and nails," (101). Imagery

Chapter 8: “Everyday, my father was getting weaker. His eyes were watery, his face the color of dead leaves,” (107). Imagery

Chapter 9: “Suddenly, the sirens began to scream,” (114).

Personification

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Agustin

Chapter 1:

“The news spread through Sighet like wildfire”

(Pg. 9) (Simile)

Chapter 2:

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat”

(Pg. 25) (Simile)

Chapter 3:

“Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul”

(Pg. 34) (Personification)

Chapter 4:

“He paid as much attention to us as would a shopkeeper receiving a delivery of old rags.”

(Pg. 50) (Simile)

Chapter 5:

“All day, I plodded around like a sleepwalker.” (Pg. 75) (Simile)

Chapter 6:

“It stuck to me like glue.”

(Pg. 86) (Simile)

Chapter 7:

“Then, two “gravediggers” grabbed him by the head and feet and threw him from the wagon, like a sack of flour”

(Pg. 99) (Simile)

Chapter 8:

“I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself, with Death that he had already chosen.”

(Pg. 105) (Personification)

Chapter 9:

“Suddenly, the sirens began to scream.”

(Pg. 114) (Personification)

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Kahlei Thompson

Chapter one ~

“ They passed me by, like beaten dogs with a glance in my direction.”

(Simile, 17)

Chapter two ~

“ If anyone goes missing, you will all be shot like dogs.”

(Simile, 24)

Chapter Three ~

“ Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever”

(Metaphor, 34)

Chapter four ~

“...they all loved him like a brother.”

(simile, 63)

Chapter five~

Bent over like trees in a storm”

(simile, 67)

Chapter six~

“If one of us stopped for a second, a quick shot eliminated the filthy dog.”

(Metaphor,85)

Chapter seven~

“The days resembled the nights, and the nights left our souls like dregs of their darkness.”

(imagery,100)

Chapter eight~

“I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself.” (Metaphor,105)

Chapter nine~

“The sirens began to scream”

(Personification

114)

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Madison Dodd

Chapter 1: “...weariness had settled into our veins, our limbs, our brains, like molten lead”(pg 16) (Simile)

Chapter 2: “...she looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat”(pg 25) (Simile)

Chapter 3: “We can’t let them kill us like that, like cattle in the slaughterhouse” (pg 31) (Simile)

Chapter 4: “The camp looked as though it had been through an epidemic: empty and dead”(pg 47)(Simile)

Chapter 5: “Thousands of lips repeated the benediction, bent over like trees in a storm”(pg 67) (Simile)

Chapter 6: “I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine”(pg 85)(Simile)

Chapter 7: “...threw him from the wagon, like a sack of flour”(pg 99)(Simile)

Chapter 8: “He went by me like a shadow, passing me without stopping, without a glance”(pg 107)(Simile)

Chapter 9: “Suddenly, the sirens began to scream”(pg 114)(Personification)

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TJ Kelso

“The news spread through Sighet like wildfire”(Elie 9).

Simile

“She looked like a withered tree in a feild of wheat”(Elie 25)

Simile

“My soul had been invaded-and devoured- by a black flame”(Elie 37)

Metaphor

“He seemed to break in two like an old tree struck by lightning”(Eile 54)

Simile

“I was nothing but ashes now”(Elie 68)

Metaphor

“I moved like a sleepwalker”(Elie 87)

Simile

“Threw him from the wagon, like a sack of flours”(Elie 99)

Simile

“I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself” (Elie 105)

Personification

“The sirens began to scream”( Elie 114)

Personification

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Aimee Wucherer

“A calm, reassuring wind” (Wiesel 6)

Personification

“She looked like a withered tree” (Wiesel 25)

Simile

“Never shall I forget those movements that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams into ashes” (Wiesel 34) Personification

“... the neck of a bull…” (Wiesel 47) Metaphor

“... it looked like a masquerade” (Wiesel 83)

Simile

“We were running. Like automatons”

(Wiesel 85)

Simile

Cries of distress hurled into the wind and snow”

(Wiesel 103)

Personification

“The gratitude of a wounded animal”

Metaphor

(Weisel 106)

“That’s all we thought about. … Only of bread”

Hyperbole (Wiesel 115)

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Tristin Winkler

Chapter 1:

“The shadows around me roused themselves as if from a deep sleep.” (14) {personification}

Chapter 2: “Dusk began to fill the cabin�“(27). {Personification}

Chapter 3: “We can’t let them kill us like that, like cattle in the slaughterhouse”(31). {Simile}

Chapter 4:

He threw himself on me like a wild beast”(53).

{Simile}

Chapter 5: “These words, coming from the grave as it were, from a faceless shape”(78) {Metaphor}

Chapter 6:”If one of us stopped for a second a quick shot eliminated the filthy dog” (85) {Metaphor}

Chapter 7: “Threw him from the wagon like a sack of flour” (99) {Simile}

Chapter 8:”I was no longer arguing with him but with death itself: (105) {Metaphor}

Chapter 9:”Hunger was tormenting us” (114) {Personification}

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H Hopper

Chapter 1: “beaten like dogs” (17)

Simile

Chapter 2: “Dusk began to fill the wagon” (27)

Personification

Chapter 3: “We were withered trees” (37)

Metaphor

Chapter 4: “They pointed their fingers, the way one might choose cattle, or mercandise.” (49)

Similie

Chapter 5: ¨..including the Blockalteste, the Kapos, all bureaucrats in the service of Death. (67) Personification

Chapter 6: “We went off to work as usual, our bodies frozen.” (78) (Hyperbole)

Chapter 7: “Faster, you filthy dogs!” (85)

(Metaphor)

Chapter 8: “I was nomlonger argueing with him but Death itself”

(105)

Personification

Chapter 9: “...the wheel of history turned.” (113)

Metaphor

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Alena Brown

Chapter 1: “Physically, he was as awkward as a clown.”

Pg.3

(Simile)

Chapter 2: “Dusk began to fill the wagon.” Pg.27

(Personification)

Chapter 3: “We were walking slowly, as one follows a hearse…”

Pg. 33 (Simile)

Chapter 4: “...they all loved him like a brother.” Pg.63

(Simile)

Chapter 5: “Some ten thousand men had come… all bureucrats in the service of Death.” Pg.67 (Metaphor)

Chapter 6:

“‘Faster you tramps, you flea-ridden dogs!’” Pg.85 (Metaphor)

Chapter 7:

(...) leaving in its wake (...) hundreds of naked orphans without a tomb.” Pg.99 (Metaphor)

Chapter 8:

“I howled into the wind (...)” Pg.105 (Imagery)

Chapter 9:

“From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me.” Pg.115 (Metaphor)

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Abigail Campbell

Chapter 1: (pg. 9) “The news spread through Seight like a wildfire

(Simile)

Chapter 2: (pg. 25) “That’s why she speaks of flames devouring her”

(Imagery)

Chapter 3: (pg. 32) “This conversation lasted a few second. It seemed like an eternity” (Simile)

Chapter 4: (pg. 50) “He paid as much attention to us as would a shoekeeper receiving a delivery of old rags” (Simile)

Chapter 5: (pg. 67) “Thousands of lips repeated the benediction, bent over like trees in a storm” (Simile)

Chapter 6: (pg. 85) “We were no longer marching, we were running. Like automatons” (Simile)

Chapter 7: (pg. 99) “Then, two “gravediggers” grabbed him by the hand and feet and threw him from the wagon like a sack of flour” (Simile)

Chapter 8: (pg. 105) “I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself” (Hyperbole)

Chapter 9: (pg. 114) “Hunger was tormenting us” (Personification)

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MaKayla Heffner

The ghetto was ruled by neither german nor jew; it was ruled by delusion” (Wiesel, 12)

personification

“She looked like a withered tree in a feild of wheat”

(Wiesel, 25)

Simile

“Poor devils, you are heading for the crematorium” (Wiesel, 32)

Metaphor

“They all loved him like a brother” (Wiesel, 63)

simile

“The SS offered us a a beautiful present for the new year” (wiesel,69) Irony

“These human waves were rolling forward and would have crushed me like an ant” (Wiesel, 87) Simile

“Threw him from the wagon like a sack of flour” (Wiesel, 99)

Simile

“I found my father crying like a child” (Wiesel, 109) Simile

“Hunger was tormenting us” (Wiesel,114) Personification

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Leslie Reyes

Chapter 1: “The shadows around me roused themselves as if from a deep sleep and left silently in every direction” (Pg.14).

(Personification)

Chapter 2: “Our very skin was arching. It was as though madness had infected all of us”(Pg.26).

(Imagery)

Chapter 3: “WARNING! DANGER OF DEATH. What irony. Was there here a single place where one was not in danger of death”(Pg.40).

(Irony)

Chapter 4: “Burna is a very good camp. (Pg. 47).

(Irony)

Chapter 5: “The race seemed endless: I felt as though I had been running for years” (Pg.72).

(Hyperbole)

Chapter 6: “I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine” (Pg.85).

(Simile)

Chapter 7: “His eyes lit up, a smile, like a grimace, illuminated his ashen face” (Pg.101).

(Imagery)

Chapter 8: “I fought my way to the coffee cauldron like a wild beast” (Pg.106).

(Simile)

Chapter 9: “From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me” (Pg.115).

(Imagery)

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Soraya Gano Hernandez

Chapter 1

“By eight o’clock in the morning, weariness had settled into our veins, our limbs, our brains, like molten led.”

Pg. 16

(Simile)

Chapter 2

“The heat, the thirst, the stench, the lack of air, were suffocating us.”

Pg. 26

(Personification)

Chapter 3

“Remorse

began to gnaw at me.”

Pg. 39

(Personification)

Chapter 4

“I wanted to run away, but my feet were nailed to the floor.”

Pg. 57

(Idiom)

Chapter 5

“I felt sick at heart. How kindly they treated me. Like an orphan. I thought: Even now, my father is helping me.”

Pg 75

(Irony)

Chapter 6

“I saw myself in every stiffened corpse.”

Pg. 89

(Hyperbole)

Chapter 7

“When at least a grayish light appeared on the horizon,... cemetery covered with snow.”

Pg. 98

(Imagery)

Chapter 8

“I fought my way to the coffee like a wild beast.”

Pg. 106

(Simile)

Chapter 9

“Hunger was tormenting us;”

Pg. 114

(Personification)

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Kearsten Shamblin

Chapter 1: �“He was as awkward as a clown” (pg 3).

Simile

Chapter 2:

“That's why she speak of the flames devouring her”(pg 25).

Personification

Chapter 3:

“I thought of us as damned souls wandering through the void, souls condemned to wander through space” (pg 36)

Imagery

Chapter 4:

“He seemed to break in two like an old tree struck by lightning” (pg 54)

Simile

Chapter 5:

“His eyes would suddenly go blank leaving two gaping wounds, two wells of terror (pg 76).

Metaphor

Chapter 6:

“He sat up, bewildered, stunned, like an orphan” (pg 90)

Simile

Chapter 7:

“Grabbed him by the head and feet and threw him from the wagon like a sack of flour” (pg 99).

Simile

Chapter 8:

I found my father crying like a child”(pg 109).

Simile

Chapter 9:

“Hunger was tormenting us” (pg 114)

Personification

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Katherine Allen

Chapter 1:

“The news spread throughout the Sighet like wildfire.” pg 9 (simile)

Chapter 2:

“...Shame in our souls but fear gnawing at us nevertheless”

Pg. 27

(personification)

Chapter 3:

“We can’t let them kill us like that, like cattle in the slaughterhouse”

pg 31 (Simile)

Chapter 4:

“Hands resembling a wolf's paws” pg 48

(metaphor)

Chapter 5:

“Bent over like trees in a storm”

pg. 67

(simile)

Chapter 6:

“I felt I had lost that foot. It had become detached from me like a wheel fallen off a car” pg 92

(Simile)

Chapter 7:

“...Our heads empty and heavy, our brains a whirlwind of decaying memories”.

Pg. 98

(Imagery)

Chapter 8:

“ I knew I was no longer arguing with him but with death itself...”

pg 105

(Metaphor)

Chapter 9:

“The wheel of history turned”.

pg 113

(Metaphor)

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Sora Williams

Chapter 1:

“The shadows around me roused themselves as if from a deep sleep and left silently in every direction” Pg. 14

(personification)

Chapter 2:

“She looked like a withered tree in a field of wheat” Pg.25

(simile)

Chapter 3:

“The child I was, had been consumed by the flames. . .My soul had been invaded and devoured by a black flame.” Pg 37

(personification)

Chapter 4:

“Then he seemed to break in two like an old tree struck by lightning.” pg. 54

(Simile)

Chapter 5:

“I felt sick at heart. How kindly they treated me. Like an orphan” pg 75

(simile)

Chapter 6:

“The snow seemed to me like a very soft, very warm carpet” Pg. 88

(simile)

Chapter 7:

“And their cries seemed to come from beyond the grave” Pg. 103

(hyperbole)

Chapter 8:

“I knew that I was no longer arguing with him but with Death itself. . .” Pg. 105

(metaphor)

Chapter 9:

“Hunger was tormenting us; we had not eaten for nearly six days” Pg. 114

(imagery)