Soul ran his left hand through his ruffled locks of white hair and stared at his daughter, Mary. “You could at least try to eat,” he said. She shook her head, pushing the bowl of cereal away from her body. “I’ve eaten nothing but nasty cornflakes for three days!” she exclaimed, pouting. Soul laid his head down on the table and sighed. “Just wait for Daddy to get paid in a couple of days--then we can get you more food. Until then, you’re stuck with this. Sorry,” he said. And he truly was. There was no telling how much money he’d be able to spend on food this time. Maybe I can go for food stamps, he thought, pondering this for a moment. Mary groaned and shoveled a spoonful of the soggy stuff into her unforgiving mouth. She forced every last bite into her body until it was all gone before jumping from her highchair and waddling to her room. Soul stared at the place she was formerly sitting at and sighed. How can I get Maka Albarn to go out with me...? Hmm...He sat and thought for a long time until he eventually fell asleep, crashing onto the table and snoring until Mary poked him awake. “It’s school time, Daddy,” she said in a hushed voice. Soul awoke with a start, a piece of paper sticking to his face that was wet with drool. Mary made a face of disgust and moved past him to pull her shoes on. Soul suddenly started to panic as he realized just how terrible he must look. Going out in public while you look undoubtedly high was probably the least cool thing he could think of. It wasn’t Mary’s fault, of course...He ran a hand through his thick, now greasy hair and sighed. Bags have formed under his eyes and he rose to lift Mary into her car seat. “Maybe I shouldn’t go to school with you today,” Soul said.... ... middle of paper ... ...ve no problem with it.” Maka blushed and looked away, dreading how long the awkward nap time was. Soul kicked back and relaxed until it was time to take Mary home. He told her about the news of the date and she got all excited. Her eyes sparkled and he loved it when they did that. So he picked her up, swung her around, laughing, and set her back down. It was going to be a long two days until their date. Maka sat back in a chair at the dining table of her small apartment that she shared with nothing but a cat. She thought about how she agreed to go out on a date with a stranger, but after worrying for about an hour, she figured that if he was a rapist, he would’ve raped her already. Also, rapists aren’t good fathers. So yeah. That was her proof. She went to bed and allowed herself one more thought about how sexy-yeah, that’s the word for it-Soul looked.
The past few weeks had been hot, dry, and rainless. A drought. Rain had not fallen for three months. Though, despite the drought, the O’Leary family had been having an exceptional October. The O’Leary family consisted of Mrs. O’Leary, her husband and 5 children. Mr. O’Leary worked as a laborer, as Mrs. O’Leary kept with the cows and the children. The family was on welfare, but were livng pretty fair lives, and Mrs. O’Leary was selling fresh milk on the side. A small way to make some more money for her family.
It was a sunny day with a sweet aroma of blooming tulips. The sunlight glittered on their faces as the breeze rattled the chestnut tree above. There was an occasional giggle as they talked, but there was also a hint of discomfort and awkwardness between them as they peeked at each other’s face and recoiled when the other looked up. When the bell rang twice, I saw them say goodbye and walk away from each other. In the darkness of the crowd, a glimmer flashed into my eyes from Hannah’s cheeks.
“Wow! You were as hungry as I was. Be a good boy and I’ll see you later.”
As she was pressing her daughter’s hair she watched as the pot bubbled up with a funky smell. She couldn’t wait to let her daughter taste what it was, and swore that they were delicious! She grabbed a fork and wrestled with what looked liked rubber skin from a hippo, and pulled a piece of meat from out the middle of it and Gera liked to fell out. Gera told her mother never mind but her mother insisted. As she went toward the fork with her mouth open, eyes closed, and her nose plugged Gera spit it out before it could touch her tongue. Mother just laughed. Gera didn’t know if mother was so happy that she didn’t have to share or if she thought it was truly
He had poured himself a drink of whiskey.He had sat down in his chair, watched Mary.They had sat. Patrick had begun to get up to make himself another drink, although Mary quickly jumped up to offer him another drink. He scowled for her to sit down. There was a long pause in the conversation. Patrick had, later, stood up, as well as looked as though he had bad news to tell his loving wife. Patrick told Mary he was to leave. Minutes of mindless explaining from Patrick had happened. After it all, again, there was long pause as Mary stared in shock while Patrick stood in distress. Mary had stood up in shock insisting on making dinner. Patrick had refused to eat it, telling her in advance. She still went to the freezer, picked up a leg of lamb, frozen. She slowly walked over to the back of Patrick. Without thinking, Mary had swatted the back of Patrick’s head as fiercely as she could, releasing all of the anger with the sadness she had received from the man that day. She stood, watched him fall. Mary’s mind was racing with thoughts of the future. She quickly turned on the oven along with placing the leg of lamb in. Later, she touched up on her makeup, at that point, headed toward the
Shaking my damn head at them stupid inconsiderate ass niggas I’m out here damn near a fucking week straight, on a stakeout that I personally don’t even think this nigga is holding like that anymore. Technically I think this punk cleaned his money and went legit.
The small legs that whisked back and forth in the open space of the vehicle were full of energy. The young girl spent the day with the two people she admired the most. A bigger version of herself sat in the passenger seat with her husband driving next to her. They laughed over conversation. Every so often, the girl would stick thin fingers against her mother’s shoulder to receive her attention. She would say something trivial and obvious, but her mother would still entertain her. She absorbed every phrase her daughter said as if each filled her with a tremendous joy and was the greatest thing ever spoken. Her mother had selected a black dress for her today with a large white ribbon tied around her midsection. Her hair had been combed back in two braids so that the tips were touching her shoulder blades. They were coming home late from a Christmas party at church.
Lucinda’s parents just sat there for a minute trying to understand what they just heard. “You mean you’re thinking about doing this?" her dad asked.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you, I just went to get us some water from the pump and some food for the trip to the camp.” he uttered. Silas sat next to Katherine and pulled two canteens of water, 4 apples, and some roasted beef. She snatched one of the canteens and an apple, and ate and drank quickly. While Silas did the same. They both got up without a word. When eventually Katherine spoke.
"Why don't we sleep on it, baby. We're both emotionally exhausted. I'll call Levine in the morning, set things up?" Richard slipped his arms around his lover, and drew her closer, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "All I want to do for the rest of the night is hold
Food has been a great part of how he has grown up. He was always interested in how food was prepared. He wanted to learn, even if his mother didn’t want him to be there. “I would enter the kitchen quietly and stand behind her, my chin lodging upon the point of the hip. Peering through...
"I think we'll take her." Jack said and I was shocked. He smiled and finished paying and running over what would need to be done and things we would need. I stood and smiled at the pup that was sleeping in my arms. She was a light gray with delicate black and white markings on her face and paws. She was adorable. Póilín laid quietly in the back while the little pup slept in my lap all the way back to Forks.
Mavis’s school was just like her house, old, rusted, and filled with people that don’t care about her. She started her day with the same routine. Put her books in her locker, and get pushed against her locker by Lilith. As usual, Lilith called her a fat--- and went on her way. With every syllable, everyday, Mavis’s heart broke a little. She figured that over time she would get used to the name calling and her heart would become callused. While she waited, the distraction of her hours of homework distracted her.
In today’s society, Technology is the main player in the way we communicate. Cell phones and social media made the communication easier for people to contact each other. It extends time less to connect between long distance friends. Also, it helps people to spread and enlarge circle of friendships around the world. However, people are losing the way of face-to-face conversation. Sherry Turkle is an expert on culture and therapy, mobile technology, social networking, and sociable robotics argued in her article “the flight from conversation” how using technology can affect our behavior in conversation.
What is love? Love is a very special and meaningful word to each human being. Each human being has his/her own thoughts about love to guide himself/herself to land safely and smoothly into the kingdom of Love. Without this preconceived idea of love, people would be acting like a blind person searching for the light with thousand of obstacles in front of him.