Jacks Agueros's “'Agua Viva,' A Sculpture by Alfred Gonzalez" tells the story of Filthy Fredo, a hermit that collects scrap iron to build creations in his workshop. Filthy Fredo, is mentally unstable, hasn't shave or take a bath in five years, and the only human interaction that he had during the story is with some neighborhood boys which resulted to be violent at first glance. The author uses iron as a metaphor to Fredo's obsessive world, which is impenetrable as the iron creations that he builds for defense against the real world. One excerpt of the story that implies this conclusion is "His house had become the lair of the iron woodchuck, the hive of the iron bee, the storeroom of the iron squirrel, the complex of chambers of the iron ant". The iron served as the metaphoric armor of Fredo, and the only thing he enjoyed to do as a hermit. However, he eventually had to deal with the consequences of the life he decided to live and his inevitable return to society.
Because the junk food is yummy and smells so tasty, so they eat it, then they get addicted to the food then they start eating more.
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The lights dimmed and the curtains opened. I felt like I was going to throw up. Why had I ever thought this was a good idea?
Sneaking out to go for a party I was forbidden from attending was really not my plan especially after the tongue lash I received from my strict dad about going for parties in which "teenagers smoked pot".
Nevertheless, I was determined to go for the party, I was probably the only girl in my class that wasn't at that party and already my best friend had called me to ask why I haven't showed up yet.
I carefully raised the window of my room, looked down and gauged the distance from the window to the floor, I decided it was too risky so I opted to gently slide down to the ground even though I would probably scald my hands.
I wore my favorite gown, the one I had apparently overgrown, which showed enough of my thighs.
Every little sound I made seemed like it was magnified with a megaphone so I was extra cautious.
As I began my descent, I heard a light switch turn on but I kept going down.
Just as I got to the ground and was about to meet my best friend at the rendezvous, I heard a voice that chilled me to my bones, "And where do you think you're going?"
