Sex and Death in LA
Ashley Castillo
English Composition and Literature 1
Professor Clark M. Jackowe
9, October 2013
Here we go again! The drinking is non-stoppable with Jennifer Jenkins. Miss Jenkins would drink till she falls asleep. It’s a constant thing with her. I just can’t wait till she actually learns her lesson. She has completely ruined this relationship with all the drinking. What am I supposed to do? Every time I try talking to her, we end up fighting and then she drinks even more. I’ve gotten to the point, where I’m taking matters into my own hands and drugging her up to teach her that lesson.
“Good morning, I see you’ve started drinking already. It’s so early though.”
“Well what do you expect, I’m stressed.”
“Okay, well I made breakfast and homemade orange juice for you. Eat up and enjoy your meal, I’m going to take a shower and get ready for my walk with Buffy today. Remember to drink up, I made that orange juice with extra love this morning.”
After about an hour, I had finished getting dressed and was about to head out when I noticed Miss Jenkins on the floor. I realized my plan had worked I don’t want to go to jail for this. I don’t want to be blamed for this. I must hurry up and make it seem like a suicide attempt. Wait, people won’t believe she tried killing herself, what if I say she fell off her commode and blame someone else. I picked Miss Jenkins up from the floor and laid her on the couch, I put some clothes on her because she enjoyed sleeping half naked. I took the beer she had opened and grabbed the half empty bottle of sleeping pills and placed them on the table right next to Miss Jenkins. I grabbed Buffy’s rhinestone leash and headed out with my precious Lhasa apso dog. As soon as I was walking out the building, I saw the doorman and remembered I had to tell him about Miss Jenkins.
“Doorman. I need you to run upstairs to my apartment and call a doctor.”
“Why? What’s the matter?” he said. “Miss Jenkins fell off her commode and is in serious
English Composition and Literature 1
Professor Clark M. Jackowe
9, October 2013
Here we go again! The drinking is non-stoppable with Jennifer Jenkins. Miss Jenkins would drink till she falls asleep. It’s a constant thing with her. I just can’t wait till she actually learns her lesson. She has completely ruined this relationship with all the drinking. What am I supposed to do? Every time I try talking to her, we end up fighting and then she drinks even more. I’ve gotten to the point, where I’m taking matters into my own hands and drugging her up to teach her that lesson.
“Good morning, I see you’ve started drinking already. It’s so early though.”
“Well what do you expect, I’m stressed.”
“Okay, well I made breakfast and homemade orange juice for you. Eat up and enjoy your meal, I’m going to take a shower and get ready for my walk with Buffy today. Remember to drink up, I made that orange juice with extra love this morning.”
After about an hour, I had finished getting dressed and was about to head out when I noticed Miss Jenkins on the floor. I realized my plan had worked I don’t want to go to jail for this. I don’t want to be blamed for this. I must hurry up and make it seem like a suicide attempt. Wait, people won’t believe she tried killing herself, what if I say she fell off her commode and blame someone else. I picked Miss Jenkins up from the floor and laid her on the couch, I put some clothes on her because she enjoyed sleeping half naked. I took the beer she had opened and grabbed the half empty bottle of sleeping pills and placed them on the table right next to Miss Jenkins. I grabbed Buffy’s rhinestone leash and headed out with my precious Lhasa apso dog. As soon as I was walking out the building, I saw the doorman and remembered I had to tell him about Miss Jenkins.
“Doorman. I need you to run upstairs to my apartment and call a doctor.”
“Why? What’s the matter?” he said. “Miss Jenkins fell off her commode and is in serious