He moved behind him, turning him over, sliding his hands under his arms to holster him up; while up he practically dragged the youth to the car. He successful place Blaine safety into the passenger seat, he reached across him to buckle him in before shutting the door, collecting their things placing it into the backseat then running to the driver side driving away.
After everyone was gone she went over to the dollar store and bought some new gloves, and she jumped for joy when she put them, she decided to get a head started and pick a bunch of roses and plucked the thorns out that night instead of tomorrow. After she got all the thorns out she placed them in water and ate her dinner of sour milk and 2 slices of bread. Then she went to bed she slept and dreamed of money and roses. When she awoke a little table was standing next to her and it had oatmeal, a gallon of fresh milk, eggs, toast, and new clothes. Abigail pinched herself; it hurt so she wasn’t dreaming.
She starts crying, but afterwards she begins to think of all the positive things that come from his death. Her sister, Josephine goes upstairs to make sure she is okay,and once she finds out she is they come down. As they walk down the stairs she sees the door being opened and her husband comes in. Having her heart condition, she dies. The doctors thought “she had died from heart disease-of joy that kills.” However, she didn't die from the joy of getting to see her living husband but from losing her future filled with freedom.
The pages were done for. Their fate had been sealed. He held on to them as they burned, watching the fire lick at her handwriting. It was as if the fire was burning away the last few painful memories of their time together. He let the fire find its way towards his fingers to the very last second and let the papers fall down onto the dirt.
As he patiently waits for the stoplight to change illumination he thinks about his wife and his two beautiful daughters. Suddenly the driver's side window is shattered and glass disperses throughout the interior of the car. William looks over to find a brick resting on the passenger seat next to him. A hooded man runs up to the side of his car and violently opens the door. The man points a gun and shouts at William to get out before he gets hurt.
She couldn’t believe she had slept in today, when she was supposed to do laundry in the morning. Renee was going to have her ass for this. She had kept Bella extremely busy for the last two weeks as punishment for her “lack of judgment” the day she had rebelled against her. “Shit!” Bella hissed as she stubbed her toe while hurrying out of her bedroom, and hopped across the hallway and into the bathroom. She quickly stripped out of her pyjamas and didn’t even wait for the water to completely warm up before jumping under the spray, squealing when the cold water hit her warm skin.
Rummaging through her desk drawer, Megan mumbled, “Jess, have you seen my magnifying glass and Junior Scientist Bug Book?” Finding both before she had finished asking Megan shoved the instrument in her back pocket and tucked the book under her arm before slamming the desk drawer closed. On her way out the door, Megan stepped into her trainers. Wiggling into her shoes looking as if she were doing a strange rain dance. The twin sisters ran up the stairs, skipping every other step; drawn to the smell of freshly baked muffins. Jessie grabbed two off the kitchen counter and tossed one to Megan, who caught the muffin with... ... middle of paper ... ...y of their home as a huge lightning bolt lit up the sky.
After a week of abstinence and several incidents of violence, she would sooth her emotions with a drink. In order to regain composure she needed divine intervention and the support of her family. Unlike most of the members of my family, I still believed that she was capable of recovery but I was also slowly losing faith in her. Before we left for New Jersey, she had learned that her liver was failing and she had no more chances to rectify her life. She had to stop.
“Jelasia come on mother wants us home for supper, oh hi Medusa I need my little sister”. “Okay that's fine thank you Jelasia for the headband”. “Your welcome I had fun making it”. As Medusa walked away she heard Jelasia's big sister whisper “you know you aren't supposed to pick flowers out of mom’s garden” that gave Medusa a good chuckle. As she walked down the street looking at all the other house most people were settling down after a long day getting ready for bed.
I was shocked to wake up and find that my sister had run away. It had been a normal day at home and I was fixing myself up for bed. I went to go say goodnight to my parents and strolled by my sister on my way back to my room. She was 15 and the kind of teenager that liked to be reckless. My sister lately had some kind of tension going with my parents but I didn’t know why.