“Wendy, you shouldn’t talk about that, its secret and someone
“Wendy, you shouldn’t talk about that, its secret and someone
On Monday 05/09/16 at 1328 hours I was dispatched to a physical domestic at 215…
Ida “Dad, I’m so excited for this play! I can’t believe you bought us the tickets for the play where President Lincoln is going!” Ida said. Ida is a 13 year old girl, who lives in a small home with her father. Her mother died while giving birth to her.…
Dedicated to anyone who is different, but refuses to keep being anything but unique. One dreary night in the city of Avalon; a mama dragon was giving birth to a baby dragon. She was so excited to be having her own baby who would fly around with her and who she could teach all the things she has learned to. A couple hours later... The baby dragon was born and mama dragon named him Danny.…
In the kingdom of Fiore there is a town called Magnolia. Magnolia is known as a 2 Anthappan merchant city since it has been prosperous in Magic. It is also known for a particular guild, the strongest magic guild called Fairy Tail. Fairy Tail is known to have the strongest mages who live there. Usually those mages take request and go on jobs to earn money as a living, but lately there hasn't been any good jobs worth to earn an average amount of money.…
It was a cold winter day in the town of Budville. The sky was a leaden grey, heavy with snow. The ground was blanketed in a thick layer of frost, sparkling like countless diamonds under the dim light of the morning sun. Maria, a young girl of ten or eleven, trudged through the snow, her breath forming tiny white clouds in front of her face. She wore a thick fur coat and mittens, her scarf wrapped tightly around her neck to protect her from the bitter cold.…
“Buttercup, you can do it!” That was my nickname, given by Shawn. As corny as it was, anytime he called me Buttercup I pushed myself. The rain, the heat, the bugs. I was so out of my comfort zone.…
The Pictures “UGH! Shelbie can not say things like that! At least not about me!” I thought what she said about me inside my head. I’m sorry let me start from the beginning.…
I'd like to tell you something about what I'm doing up here. I've been presenting for about 16 years now, and I have so much more to show you, that I'm going to need another 16 years before I run out. I've made a lot of mistakes, because I was and still am learning. I recall a program on Mussorgsky when I introduced an opera that no one had heard of, Sorochintsy Fair; but we all knew a part of it: 'Night on Bald Mountain'.…
You know what? You don't have to prove that you're better than me. You can't handle that a woman's in charge. I really wouldn't mind being in a relationship at this point. Stop this.…
Our purpose behind contacting you is simple. The youth outside of what you may refer as the ‘Children’s Paradise’ or the ‘Greater American Catholic School System’, looks highly of that American institution, and would do whatever it takes to ensure enrollment. What they do not know is that certain hostile individuals are already embedded there, and all seek to do actual harm to the progress already made. Thus, we have the highest confidence in you, because we think you might have what it takes to undermine a highly volatile conspiracy. We will know, once the elusive ‘Silent Orphan’ is now a part of the Children’s Paradise.…
Now, March 18.. Clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk. I could hear the tapping of the Captain’s peg leg on the deck as he paced. I could also hear the slightly lighter thumping of my mother’s heavy boots as she took baskets of herbs up and down the stairs. The boots had originally belonged to Father, but Mother used them now, calling them more “seaworthy” compared to the delicate canvas boots that she used to wear.…
" A red haze filled my mind and I slowly relaxed"(P.67) The switchblade felt cold and foreign in my hand, but I clutched it tightly, desperation driving me forward. I didn't want to hurt anyone, and I didn't want to be part of this senseless violence, but there was no turning back now. I saw the fear in Bob's eyes as the blade sliced through the air, brushing over his throat, making a clean, straight line. Time seemed to slow, each heartbeat reverberating in my ears as the world narrowed down to just me and him.…
I, Captain Torres, who believes that our country should have better conditions, am here to bring out a new revolution! You people, who oppose us, definitely did not think it through! Have you ever thought about your living conditions? Wouldn’t you want to improve it? Or make it a better place for all of us to live in? Look at yourself and look at people around you! Don’t you people see what’s going on in our country? Do any of you even have the mood to just smile for one second? Eight years ago, November 18, 1968, in Turkey, Richard Moses, the leader of the Turkish people in a town, brought out a revolution! It was a total success! You stupid people didn’t know about it, did you? Every single person in Turkey cheered for the dramatic change! They received good food, decent wages, ethical living conditions, and millions more! Don’t you want any of those fantastic conditions? Take some time to think about your stupid actions stopping us! Think precisely! This is actually not only for our advantages, but also for the good of everyone single person here in this town! I command all of you to listen to me and support me! You will be living in broken houses, wearing torn clothes and barely having any food supplies! So, stop complaining about foolish people. Now, do not waste my precious time! Let’s get out of here! Let’s leave all these foolish people here and get on our way to the new revolution! Let’s go, I said…
As I stood up, I felt a rush of blood to my cheeks and saw my glasses fogging up. The teacher had asked me to come with her, after punishing another child. Was I in trouble too? Though I could be in trouble, I walked toward the teacher. As I followed my teacher out of the classroom, I saw that her expression was grim.…
My anxiety flutted around in my chest and gripped each breath like a vice. The daunting and steep steps danced in my mind making the simple task of walking up stairs more difficult than the impossible task to run a mile in a minute. Next, a boy pushed the door open behind him almost as an afterthought, but in my chaotic mind it was the best thing all morning to happen. On the dreadful first day of school, chivalry was not dead, or at least that’s how I was able to comprehend his actions. I glanced around unsurely before starting to slowly walk towards the freshman commons; each eye that meets mine screamed enthusiasm.…