Lamb to the Slaughter By: Roald Dahl THE ROOM WAS WARM and clean‚ the curtains drawn‚ the two table lamps alight hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. On the sideboard behind her‚ two tall glasses‚ soda water‚ whisky. Fresh ice cubes in the Thermos bucket. Mary Maloney was waiting for her husband to come home from work. Now and again she would glance up at the clock‚ but without anxiety‚ merely to please herself with the thought that each minute gone by made it nearer the time when he would come
Premium English-language films Light Roald Dahl
would now. The road is going to be hard now that you are gone and the time has come to say good bye you will always be loved and missed and truly never forgotten. Your Niece Gladys Tribute‚ Goodbye Sister‚ Time is a funny thing‚ It tells the story and is always there with memories we all share‚ just like a reflection you are with me‚ Jesus saw you getting weary‚ he came and stood beside you and whispered‚ Come and Rest you told no one a last farewell‚ no not even a last goodbye. Now that you
Premium English-language films Poetry Family
nervousness and lapse in concentration. "I’m here mostly because of my friend Donna‚ who died less than a month ago." Before she knew it‚ Ariel was telling these strangers everything‚ as the tears ran down her cheeks. Somewhere toward the end of her story‚ she realized the truth. "I married Drew because it seemed like the right thing to do. He was rich and kind and everything a girl could possibly want. But maybe he was just a continuation of all the mistakes I’d been making‚ not taking Donna up on
Premium 2004 albums Infertility 2007 singles
old. Rebekah is the oldest girl‚ 16 years. I am the third child‚ 13 years old. Next are there twins. Adele and Derik are 11 years old.And then the baby of the family‚ Mallery. Plus Mama‚ Papa‚and our dog‚ Fritz‚ there are 9 people living in my two story house in Kassel‚ Germany. Our house is quite big enough that the maximum amount of people in a bedroom is two. I share a room with Mallery. Our room is small as all of the rooms in our house. Everything is colored pink and smells like flowers. Mama
Premium Nazi Germany Nazism
Once upon a time there was a kind and generous girl named Alana. She was just a normal girl but she was a triplet. She had two sisters. Azera was an evil sorcerer that was sent to prison. If you looked at Azera’s face it looked like a rat that was poisoned. It would make you never want to see that face again. Ally was just like Alana. She was sweet‚ pretty‚ and smart. Both of them had a love of soccer and math. Ally and Alana looked exactly the same. Only the people that knew them the very best
Premium Magic Turn LP Woods
We were all strangers before this was ever planned. No one really thought it was possible to start with. I stepped into the portal of time that illuminated my bedroom wall. Like an endless spiral of darkness is what it looked like. I struggled to place my portal-acquiring-device—also known as PAD‚ in my pocket due to the overwhelming pressure‚ however I managed to just before I reached the other end. Lost in utter confusion‚ I wasn’t entirely sure what or where I am. I sighed in disappointment
Premium Universe
I could only stare agape when our commander stood there lik an ignoramus. Odysseus sneered and cackled nearly overpowering Polyester’s vexing thunder. I faced Odysseus’s backside‚ my lips pursed and dark fists so firm not the cyclops himself could free my grip. However‚ the other men began to lower themselves into a corner‚ ready to cower and continue shivering. For what then had marked our second day in that putrid cave. It was time my docile manners changed... "Nobody‚ I command you to stop
Premium Beowulf English-language films World War II
"Elena‚ wake up." The voice echoed‚ breaking though what seemed to be a barrier‚ though it still sounded so far away. "Elena" it whispered again and the petite brunette finally stirred in her deep sleep. At first she was unable to assess where it came from; it seemed she was running into a dark and never ending tunnel‚ attempting to find whoever it was that kept calling her name. However it was of no use‚ the closer she got‚ the further away the voice moved. Elena stumbled‚ her worry and tension
Premium Debut albums English-language films Thought
Homer Homer is a fourteen-year-old mutt that we got at the Animal Rescue League twelve years ago. He is not the brightest bulb on the tree‚ but he is personality plus and part of the family. He’s also a pain in the butt‚ especially over the last couple of years. . . . He has a geriatric tendency to empty his bowels in the living room. He likes to wander off whenever he can—well‚ this is not a new habit‚ actually. He likes to lunch from our neighbour’s garbage—also nothing new. And lately he’s forgetful
Premium
The only sounds he heard were the hypnotic ticking of the clock‚ the occasional chiming of the bell the hung above the door‚ and the falling rain. Due to the late hour‚ it was not difficult for him to find a table. There were only a few patrons‚ besides himself. One he recognized as the homeless woman‚ who often made one of the booths in the back corner‚ her bed for such a night. While listening to the rain drops gently pattering against the coffee shop window‚ his thoughts drifted back to her
Premium Family Mother English-language films