What? You got something you want to say to me too? Yea, well get in line, there’s a lot of people trying to get a word in. I mean, who do they think they are to judge me? The world made me dishonest not the other way around. Do they really think that I fancy cheating my way through life? I don’t wish to be this way but is there any other way I can survive in this society? I live in the public eye. I have to take more care than the rest of them to protect my image, but how could they ever understand.…
On Monday 05/09/16 at 1328 hours I was dispatched to a physical domestic at 215…
Seek inside what ye may, dear reader, I shall divulge nothing! None that was mine to give, anyway. My death lends me, An audience I never had In waking hours;…
30 minutes ago our horse named "Big Girl" was having a nice day. Grazing the green field grasses.... as though it was a free infinite smorgasbord. Conversing with her neighbor stallion across the street. Joyful for the windy day to keep the flies away.…
This is my cat ‘‘Buttercup’’. You might wonder: Why that name? Well, when I founded him, it was unavoidable to match his muddy yellow coat with the bright flower. He had a mashed-in nose, half of one ear missing and eyes the color of rotting squash. According to my older sister, Katniss, Buttercup was the world’s ugliest cat but it did not matter, because I knew that in the bottom of her heart she was starting to love him. Besides, he was a great help at home, for he was a born mouser. So, we did not have vermin problems anymore. Furthermore, Buttercup was very special for me; he made me feel safe when I had nightmares during the…
That morning I was scared and devastated to go back to that shop Milwards that day. Although father forced me he still doesn’t believe what he’s done while I was going to the shop people kept on talking quietly but I knew they were talking behind my back as it was just obvious. I was shocked as father didn’t want the matter to go out in public due to his reputation and his honour. I was ashamed to be walking in the street that morning but I had learnt my lesson which other people didn’t know. I was in the shop and suddenly I had a flashback I can just remember. The previous summer was quite strange as I was very suspicious that day as I felt Gerald’s s absence. During this time I felt he must been having a affair, I couldn’t suspect anything else due to the fact of his absence. I can remember that very night when the inspector came home, inspector Goole he seemed a bit curious at first and said we had killed this girl called Eva smith I didn’t really recognize that girl or heard her name before. I was astonished to know father had something to do with this.…
The sea breeze. Fresh air. Friends. Family. These are the things running through my head as the Queen finishes her speech.…
That’s just great. My niece decided to leave her children here. I don't remember seeing a sign in front of my house designating it as a daycare center. It's not a place where you drop your children off on date night. I'm not a free babysitter. I am a grown man and I am getting tired of this. Therefore, I'm going to tell you all a story about me. One that I hope you tell your parents. Maybe then they'll stop dropping you off here and my future will have fewer interruptions. I rather be watching baseball god dammit.…
For the set I think that it should look like a school, because in the students stories the main point is focused around the school. Either they were at school when the plane crashed into the World Trade Center or they talked about the school Brooklyn Tech that they had to go to for a while while it was unsafe to go to Stuyvesant. In the script it said that the actors don’t leave the stage at all. It would be cool if they were all sitting in a classroom or in a courtyard, like we have at DSA. For each character’s monologue, there should be a single spotlight shining down on them, I think that would be really cool. For the costumes, each character’s appearance is described right before their monologue. For example, for the character Jennifer Suri, who is an assistant principal and Social Studies teacher at Stuyvesant, they describe her as “thin, with long red hair... pulled back with a barrette... She wears a blouse, a long flowing skirt, and heels you can hear clicking quickly down the hallway from several rooms away” (pg 199)…
Today is Friday, how I’m so thankful it is. If I’m lucky, I’ll get two days of peace from all this drama. No one just seems to leave me alone, not that it’s any different than before the locker incident, but it just seems as though the bullying as gotten worse. I haven’t talked to Andy since Monday, Vanessa is gone most of the time, -probably with her lover- and Angela doesn’t seem to bother me. What I’m really grateful for, is that I haven’t seen Meghan or Eleena lately, it could be because I avoid all public places, but still. I would’ve expected them to hunt me down, but they seem to not be around.…
One day I got a text from my dad saying he wanted a tattoo of Tammy’s name on his chest. I told him constantly how stupid he was for even contemplating doing this. After we had a discussion and I thought I talked him out of it, but he proceeded to make his devil woman happy. I didn’t talk to him for about a month after that; I was livid. He finally got me to come back over, and that is when everything got worse. All of the people started treating me like dirt and it seemed like Tammy wanted me gone for good. She tried to get my dad to take my name out of his will and put her in it instead. She was confused when he said no to her ridiculous idea. He finally came to his senses and cut her off. We thought they would be out in a number of days.…
I heard music coming from somewhere I didn’t know where or anything. I couldn’t hear it, but I felt that it was close, maybe even very close. All I knew was that I was extremely hungry and I couldn't wait to be able to eat.…
Where did this come from? It’s a nice day in south Florida, cool winds and cloudy skies. You wake up feeling rather cold for the middle of summer. You get up and greet your family in the kitchen with a tired smile.…
The night was pitch black. No stars to fill the sky. The only patch of light was the moon, but even it was shaded by the fast moving clouds.…