Impersonation of Work
Impersonation of Work
Steven King has a very unique style when it comes to writing books. Steven loves to make relatable characters that show their internal struggles and human desires. He also makes the story's hero flawed in his thinking logic to make them more impactful. Steven also loves to put his characters in small towns, with most of his books written in Maine, where he was born and raised. These small towns will serve both an eerie and nostalgic feeling, which he will capitalize on to scare us when we least expect it. Steven King structures the plot of his books to get more eerie and disturbing as it goes on, adding flashbacks and sup-plots to the story to enhance the narrative. He also likes to make emotional endings with the hero probably not defeating the main villain, but they cured their destructive emotions at the end of the story. Steven also uses imagery to enhance his novels even more, using only these to strike fear by giving us a horror to imagine.
Impersonation of work: In the small town of Changer, Maine, Felix worked as the principal in a school where he managed the whole school and ensured everyone stayed out of trouble. Felix was putting away important transcript papers on his table when he heard a knock on the door. "Who is there?" Felix said, now standing up from his table. There was no response. "Is someone there?" Felix said, now growing steadily more worried. He wanted to open the door to see it, but what if it was a trap or an ambush? Felix would think a lot about these things. Felix finally gained the courage to open the door, and it was his son Jermey, except his face looked rugged and beaten up, almost like he had fallen into a ditch just now. "Jeremy, what happened to you?" Felix said as he rushed to embrace his son.
"I was beaten up by some guys in these black cloaks with a symbol on it, with them pinning me to a tree and kept hitting me." "Tell me," Felix said, increasingly angry, "Tell me where they were, and I will gladly see that they get punished." Jeremy looked hesitant but said, "They were by this forest area by our house." When he stopped, he said, "No, it is fine, Dad. It was just a gag." "Just a gag?" Felix said, "Your eye is black, and you are limping. I don't think that's just a gag." Well, it looks like they found me through my son Felix thought. Felix wanted to make his son happy after that, but he didn't know how. "You know what," Felix said. "I will just forget about this incident this time, but if it happens again with anyone else, please tell me." Luke nodded his head and went off back to his classes.
Felix closed the door, running back to check his window to see if the coast was clear. His son didn't know. Couldn't know he wasn't just a principal or a father. Not anymore, anyway. When Felix was a child in Minnesota, a cult—Astra Dex—came for his family. Men in black cloaks dragged his parents away, leaving him with nothing but nightmares and what-ifs. Their leader, Knoll, found him hiding. "This lantern," Knoll had whispered, holding a dim, glowing object, "is your salvation." Felix woke days later in a hospital, his parents gone. The cult had cursed him, leaving a shadow inside him. A voice that whispered in his darkest moments. "They're back," it whispered now. And they found you through Jeremy, your son. Let me out. Let me end this."
Then that was all I remembered, and I went into a coma for a long time. I was soon an orphan with my parents gone. I would have loved to think of it as a dream, but my parents were still gone, and I could never forget. Soon after, whenever I would get a huge emotion, my other side would take control of me while I would sit in the back of my mind to watch the horror unfold. These people gave me this curse, and I want to get back at them. My son said they were in the forest by our house, so I'll check there. I left the school at 5:30 pm while there was a beautiful sunset and headed to our house. Once I arrived, I went around the back so my wife wouldn't see me. It was there when I saw it, my name carved into a tree with what looked like blue chalk, and next to it was a name called Antigone. At dusk, Felix followed Jeremy's directions, slipping into the woods behind their home.
He found his name carved into a tree in blue chalk. Next to it was another name, Antigone. "Who… who is that?" Felix whispered to himself. "Me," the voice in his head replied. "I've waited long enough. Let's finish this." A trail of clothes led him deeper into the forest. He found a camp full of the member's lanterns, strange symbols, and a ceremonial knife with even weirder symbols. Felix picked up the blade. "I don't need you," Felix said, wanting to finally get rid of Antigone somehow. "You don't have a choice!" Antigone yelled in Felix's mind. When Felix was going to take action, he felt drowsy, and soon he fell asleep. The darkness of which he sought to remove so much swallowed him into the abyss of his mind.
When Felix woke up, he was surrounded by sunlight and laughter from children. A family barbecue, as he noticed. Jeremy played with the neighbor kids, and his bruises were gone, and he looked like he was having fun. His wife's voice carried across the yard as she gossiped with friends. It was perfect. Yet, there is nothing in this world that is perfect except God. "This isn't real; what kind of trickery is this!" Felix yelled. The world cracked like a mirror, and the truth spilled from the darkness. The cult's camp reappeared, with it being distorted and trashed more than ever. Looming above him was the blackbird, a monstrous figure with rotting skin, dead eyes, and a beak so jagged it seemed to devour the sky. Felix screamed and thrust the knife forward into the bird's chest. It let out a screech that shattered my ears.
Felix, now escaping the false reality, was back in the forest. He went to his house and checked on his family. Everything seemed normal, but nothing in this world was a chance. In his stomach, he could feel a burning, so painful that it burned his skin. Yet the lantern that kept this fire broke me, and my family heard a dark, deceptive voice from our house, "You think that you have escaped me, Felix? You don't even know half of my plans for you."
During this story, I could put in and use many of the literary elements Steven King uses in his books. For example, Steven likes to use flashbacks, so that's what I added for Felix, which also helps the novel as a whole. It also helps add context to his dark side of Antigone and establishes a clear goal he has had since childhood. I also followed his logic of putting characters in a small town, and I chose Maine, where Steven loves to set his novels. I also made it so the final battle would happen in a desolate forest where nobody is around to influence the main character, and he has to make decisions by himself. Next, I created these images of evil and fear by using metaphors and imagery to create a fearsome image for the audience and help elevate the fear within the book.