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This shows that she may be happy, but not for long because her husband came back

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This shows that she may be happy, but not for long because her husband came back

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there's a metaphor comparing her husband to a powerful force bending her to his will. This helps say that when she realizes he's still alive that her happiness of him being dead and her freedom is gone and she is so surprised as her hope/ happiness was taken away that she died.

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Logan Salisbury
Mabry Williams
Dylan Butler
Jonas Scott

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shows how she was happy then husband came and ruined it.

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"When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone" They used this metaphor on the word on "grief" because the news of her husband's death hit her all at once and then it finally died down. She came to realization and wanted to be alone.

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"When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone" They used this metaphor on the word on "grief" because the news of her husband's death hit her all at once and then it finally died down. She came to realization and wanted to be alone.

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[Uses a simile stating that she is "like a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams." This figurative language is trying to show that she is  sorrowful about the the tragic accident that happened even though she still is thinking about what is about to happen to her in the future.    ]

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[Uses a simile stating that she is "like a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams." This figurative language is trying to show that she is  sorrowful about the the tragic accident that happened even though she still is thinking about what is about to happen to her in the future.    ]

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"There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess..."

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"There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess..."

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Someone was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered..."

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"There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature... Someone was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered"

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"There would be no one to live for during those coming years; she would live for herself. There would be no powerful will bending hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow-creature... Someone was opening the front door with a latchkey. It was Brently Mallard who entered"

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[She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.]

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[She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.]

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"The Story Of An Hour" is about  How Mrs. Mallard is in dis relief that her husband as passed away but she is surprisingly not disappointed about it. She realized that this is her chance to be free and is now able to do anything she wants to do without a man telling her what to do. Mrs. Mallard then finds out that her husband did not die and did not even now about the accident. Which then leads to her then died from hearing about the news.