It was around midnight when a couple awoke to noises coming from their daughter’s room. Thinking it was a burglar, the father ran to the room with the mother trailing behind. What they saw surprised them. Their daughter sat in the middle of the room clutching her stuffed bear she named “Timmy”. “Sweetie, what are you doing, you should be asleep” Sarah spoke in a soft tone to reassure her daughter Paige that she wasn’t in trouble. “Timmy woke me up to play” Paige said in a sleepy tone “Well Timmy will have to wait until we move to play; we have a big day ahead tomorrow” George said in a happy voice ‘It’s a big adventure for all of us!” He cheered; Sarah picked Paige up and placed her in bed “Get some shut eye sweetie” Sarah cooed as she tucked her daughter in. After George and Sarah had gone to bed Timmy spoke up “whoa that was close we have to be more quiet, now I have a new game we can play!” Timmy said his smile stretching as he hobbled over to the window with Paige “I put a trampoline outside, If you jump out this window you will …show more content…
Taking a step back in fear and before Paige could even scream Timmy used his claws and silenced her for
“I guess we need to come up with an excuse when we are asked the reason for the annulment.”
When Meghan hears me enter she runs crying "Tim's teasing me and I'm hungry." I ask the kids, "Why didn't you feed her?" Tim responds, "she didn't say she was hungry." Pat runs up from the basement and reminds me I have to take him to guitar practice now or he'll be late.
I wake up in my small bed rolling right off of it, groaning and brush my teeth dragging myself down to the kitchen, not even bothering to brush my brown mane of curly hair or change out of the blue ‘Panic! At the Disco’ jacket that I’ve been wearing for two days straight. I go downstairs to eat breakfast and my ‘loving’ father greets me by yelling at me and saying that I don’t deserve to eat anything. I sigh at my Dad’s fatherly tone and grab my black ‘My Chemical Romance’ beanie that holds down my curly brown locks. I love how my curly bangs hung over my brown eyes. I love looking over the city because it makes me feel like I’m dominating over everyone else. I walk to the city bus. Fancy… There were a lot of people on the bus. There was a smelly fat guy who kept eating
“Sure. Thank you,” Mrs. Whitmore said. She waved good-bye and shut the door, then listened. When she heard only giggles, she relaxed her shoulders, and went into the kitchen to start on the cookies. When they were finished, she brought the plate up with two glasses of milk to Lucy-Lou’s room. The girls had stopped giggling, and Sarah was sitting across from Lucy-Lou on the other side of the room.
The feedback from the lads who have tasted the new Borstal Canes is interesting. They, like me, were surprised at the amount of sting from such a heavy cane and I'd imagine that they sting a lot more when taken bare. The cumulative effect of their sting is fascinating. I certainly found that the sting never diminished, whereas I would have expected it to as my backside got used to the cane, but equally it never increased either. I guess this illustrates the joy of taking a severe implement like these canes across one's bare buttocks! Jan's reaction is particularly illuminating, both in the time he took to get into his stride and also his occasional faltering thereafter. Your new Borstal Canes are clearly best reserved for your harder lads, Andy, as we will appreciate them the most!
A kid hides in a closet at school while playing hide and seek after hours. His friends can’t find him. He thinks he is a great hider until he realizes that he has been in that closet for too long. He decides to give up and find his friends, but the door is locked. He screams and shouts, but his friends had already left, thinking he was gone. It takes hours for the police to find him. He can’t go into a small space again.
I sit here waiting, waiting for the day for the I can be free. Free from work, free from these awful people, free from everything. I wish I could just settle down at my own place where I can grow my own food, farm my own land, be my own boss. I already dont have to worry about Lennie getting in any trouble. I guess I'm halfway there. It could just be me on my own, on a little farm, with some chickens, maybe some pigs or a cow. I can grow my own food. I know how to cook, I’m not too bad. I can teach myself some things. I can even go into town every saturday and trade in some of my things. While I'm there I can visit Lennie's grave, maybe bring him some pretty flowers. Oh I'm sure he would like that. I really do miss that sun of a gun.
As Ben proceeded to do his warm-ups, he thought about that basketball game he had with his father back at the old house, and how he tried to cheat after he had beaten him by 1 point. Once Ben finished his warm-ups and layup drills, coach discussed with his team about their first game, and how they were one of the best team in the country. Coach told his team who will be starting for tomorrow’s game, and Bens name was called out. Once basketball practice was over, Ben went back home and told Lillian how he will be starting for tomorrow’s game. Lillian was very happy for Ben and told him that the whole family will be there to support him at tomorrow's game. Mary Anne came home from school and told her mom, “I hate my new school, and no one likes me.” Lillian told Mary Anne how it’s only the second day and how she just needs to give a little time. Ben asked Matt, “You made any new friends recently?” Matt replied, “No, not at the moment.” As Lillian was cooking dinner, Ben kept telling his mom how nervous and anxious he is for tomorrow's game. Lillian told Ben, “Listen Sugah, you are one of the best on your team and there is no need for you to be nervous about that game tomorrow, you are going to kick their butt”. Ben shrugged, finished his dinner and went to
The snowman opened his eyes to two small children. A boy and a girl standing in front of me. Dressed in fluffy jackets, mittens, and the cutest little knit caps, they were the most adorable children ever. Giggling they pressed a black hat his head. "What do you think this snowman is missing", the boy asked the girl.
"Two-Bit, I swear, if you don't shut up I will come over there and personally beat the tar outta you."
Do you remember the first and only time you saw him? The dragon snoring in your parent’s bedroom was the cue. It was time for creeping on the potato sacks stored in the front yard. Some folks had green lawn, yard gnomes and Snow White figurines but you had potatoes.
Hello, for all those who don’t know me, my name is Minh Nguyen. Benny and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We lived right next to each and we spent most of our child days together.
I knew it was wrong. God, it was so wrong. How was I supposed to explain to my boyfriend, Nate, that I was in love with another man? Better yet, how was I supposed to explain to him that the man I was in love with was his… father? The Hanson men have always been good to me, both Nate and Mr Hanson.
I ran into the most heartwrenchingly beautiful boy on my way to the library on September 16, 2011. The boy's name was Charlie. I found out the beautiful boy's name after he literally and metaphorically knocked me down and took my breathe away. When I laid eyes on Charlie my first thought was that Charlie was carved by the hands of angels. I should have been angry at the beautiful stranger for not watching where he was going
Prologue - Wishful thinker - Someone’s POV “Ugh,” I grunted upon opening my eyes, staring at the ceiling. Tomorrow I’ll probably never see this place again. Yawning, I rose from the comfort of my bed. The sun’s bright rays are clouded by the thickness of the every present coastal fog. Gazing from my bedroom window, you could hear birds in the distance.