(Suspense. SYNOPSIS: 60-year-old Anne Irwin is thankful that she still has an excellent memory, until a surgical procedure makes her look more like a curse.)
“Mrs. Irwin, have you had anything to eat or drink since midnight?”
“Well, let’s see. I had steak and eggs and two biscuits for breakfast,” said Anne. “Oh, and two cups of coffee.”
The nurse stared at her in disbelief.
“I’m kidding. I know the rules. This is not my first surgery.”
Lauren Irwin said. “Mom, behave.”
“Remember when you had your dolls, honey, back in 1983? Then we accidentally went off and left it at the hospital. And when your dad went back to get it, it was gone. You cried and cried for that doll.”
“Okay, Mom. No, I don’t remember that. But I believe you.” Lauren said
…show more content…
No, wait, I’m awake! Help! Somebody help me! But she could not speak. She couldn’t open her eyes.
She would scream, if only in her mind, until her face turned into another color. Then the surgeon would notice, and stop cutting her.
Anne woke up. What a horrific nightmare. She gently touched the area of her surgery. It was the exact location as in her dream.
Then she noticed that the other bed was now occupied.
“Hi, there, Neighbor. What’s your name? I’m Anne.”
No answer.
“What are you in for?” Sounded like prison talk. Anne felt like a prisoner after that nightmare.
Still no answer. It would have been nice to have someone to talk to. A nurse walked in. “Here’s a little something to help you sleep, Mrs.Irwin.”
“Oh, I don’t think I’m going to need any help.”
“Well, the doctor ordered it, so…”
As Anne took the little cup with two pills in it, she prayed that the orderlies in her dream were not real.She dumped the pills into her mouth.
The nurse handed her a glass of water, and Anne drank part of it.
“Sweet dreams,” said the nurse, as she walked out.
After a few minutes, she got sleepy . The stinky breath is what woke her up. Onion and garlic with a dash of stale tobacco. But she didn’t open her
Lily is thinking “how much older fourteen had made [her]. In the space of a few hours [she’d] become forty years old.” She makes this connection after she realizes that maybe her mother's death could have not been her fault and that it could have been T. Ray’s and he was punishing her for it. This caused Lily to pack “...5 pairs of shorts, tops, ... shampoo, toothpaste...” $38 and a map (41-42). By doing this, it made her feel like she had aged, feeling like a 40 year old.
The concept for this script, in its simplicity, was wildly creative and holds true to the popular phrase, “be careful what you wish for.” The writer really did a great job of keep the reader engaged in the narrative with the unpredictability of the wishes and the Josie’s escalated involvement with Stan’s character.
Pierre continued hearing the voices and kept having nightmares and clawing at his flesh covering his lungs until he would draw blood. Frustration consumed him. Fear of the unknown was eating him alive. The worst part of it all.. this was only the beginning.
...ferent person. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was gaping as she spasmodically gasped for air.
ain't asleep -- he's dead. You hold still-- I'll go en see. "He went, and
I’m Freda Josephine Baker born to Carrie McDonald and Eddie Carson on June 3rd, 1906, in St. Louis, Missouri, but most of you may know me as Josephine Baker. At the age of 12 I dropped out of school to become an entertainer, yes yes, I remember it like it was yesterday, I was young and ready to become a star. I grew up cleaning houses and babysitting for white families, and they always reminded me “be sure not to kiss the baby”. When I was 13, I got a waitressing job at the Chauffeur’s Club, which was where I met my first husband, our marriage was very brief; I had never hesitated to leave anyone, never depended on any man for anything, that’s for sure.
Olivia Berman. Black, adopted at twelve months by two gay men, and raised in a Jewish home. Olivia was the opposite of a typical white girl. Growing up with an autistic brother and a sister who lost her battle to cancer was more than she could handle. Almost everyday Olivia thought about how much easier it would be to vanish from the earth. Would anyone even notice? Wouldn’t she be just another dead body that would need to be buried?
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
access to the hated heros heart. She opens her mouth to shriek her rage, but is
Her ears are ringing, nose is bleeding, she can’t see a thing. I’m Maggie Rhee, she tried to howl. But no words could make it out of her scarlet red mouth. She’s trapped, stranded at the bottom of an average isolated cliff; he just pushed her off, as a matter of fact. She had found out his big, horrendous secret. Where am I, Maggie thought, trying to piece everything together. She had then let the darkness succumb her, and now she lay dead. What happened might you ask? That’s the secret I’ll tell right now. Well, it was a dark and stormy night; however, the full moon gave the dark skies a ray of light. Maggie Rhee had just been invited to the one and only Prince Alvah’s dark citadel. To much confusion, her mother, father, sisters and brothers had not been invited. But it was an invitation she could not refuse. When she made it
As she sits in the darkness her eyes begin to scan the room from right to left. Unknowingly she sits down and begins to contemplate on what just happened. She says to herself quietly, “Did that just happen?”
Soon within minutes Auntie Carol found out. The female apparition pointed to the clock. "The time will quickly pass. You will find yourself as if surrounded by cold icy water. Then there will be peace. Then you are going to be as before but with a knowledge you never knew.
I entered her bedroom, where she was last sighted. A peevish odour was rising from the bed. Mist started rising, the room was surrounded with gases and it was all I remembered of the past.
I looked over at Ami and wiped away some stagnant tears with the backside of my wrist, but she said nothing. The nurse came back in holding a white hospital band which she fastened to my left wrist. Then finally introduced herself to me as Katie.
‘I’ve been feeling weird all day.’ Shawn thought while lying down on the hospital bed fully awake. Upon hearing a sound, Shawn’s head shot up. ‘Sounds like someone’s coming, wait, it sounds like more than one person. I’m counting two. Huh, that’s weird, it’s 3:30 in the morning and the nurse already went through here on her rounds half an hour ago, strange.’ Shawn mused surprised. The footsteps were coming closer to his room so Shawn closed his eyes feigning sleep.