Why Did He Lie? I took one last glance back at the garden we had worked so hard to build. The Texas bluebonnets in our front yard swayed in the wind as if waving good-bye. They turned blurry with the tears falling down my face. I could barely see the red front door of our beautiful brick house. The only thing in my mind when we left was, why did he lie to me. Hannah screamed in surprise when my tiny head peeked around the corner announcing that I had found her. She shot up past me like a bullet, determined to get away from me and my tiny legs. I giggled chasing her around our room trying to catch her. “You’ll never catch me!” She made an unexpected turn and ran out the door behind me and down the stairs straight into my dad. Dad had just gotten home from the army base so he was sweating and stunk. I came tumbling down the stairs after Hannah and sat on the floor in a heap staring up …show more content…
I searched all the same rooms and found her in the nursery with Isaac. He was only 4 months then. “Mommy, we can’t move. Daddy promised me we wouldn’t.” She frowned and sighed. “Sometimes adults have to lie to make their kids happy. We’re still thinking about it though, so don’t tell anyone. We might not move for another three years if at all.” I nodded still not completely understanding. “Now go on, go play.” We stayed in that house for another year before my dad quit the marine corps and wanted to move. Mercy didn’t have a job opening anymore but Chariton did so we went there. I still remember the day of the move like it was yesterday. Anita and her two sons had come over and helped us put our bags into our red 2000 XL Yukon. I gave her the last hug I would ever be able to give her and got in the car. The tears were coming down like rain. I couldn’t stop them. I loved that house so much it’s where my family had been the happiest. My thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of the engine
He just turned and left without a word. I touched Lennie’s grave. The rough touch of the wood deflecting to my fingers. I walked back to the ranch. Everyone was asleep. I wanted to run away tomorrow but I couldn’t let this chance pass up. It also prevented any chance of Candy following me. I tiptoed out of the room and went straight to the woods. I made sure to mix myself in with the shadows of the trees. I saw the river and It felt like I did it...until I felt something grab me by my neck. I quickly got flipped over and pushed to the ground.
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.
The previous week they had performed the spell successfully. After contacting Mordred, Merlin and Morgana had arranged to meet him and Aglain, the leader of the druid camp, in the woods near a small waterfall, halfway between Camelot and the grave of Gorlois. Morgana always went on her annual pilgrimage to her father's tomb at this time of the year, at the end of spring.
In between each of Hannah’s loud cries, Hannah’s mum reassured her, whispering, “It’s okay Hannah. It’s not your fault”. With Hannah’s shoulders slumped and her hands tucked away in her pockets, she quietly sat gazing up into the grey sky, trying to calm herself down. As her face became engulfed with sorrow as she stumbled to her feet, she stood in silence looking at her mum with puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks.
Arriving at Lacey’s house I walk to the backdoor letting myself into the house. Lacey was putting on tanning lotion in the kitchen, “Lacey,” I called to her, “my mom wants me to pick up snacks for the beach, do you want to go into town with me?”, “Sure,” she replied, “do you mind if my cousin comes with us?”, “Of course I don’t mind,“ I answered, “but we have to get moving, my dad only left me the car to use ‘til noon.”
Suddenly her bed was empty. Her room was empty. The nametag on her door was gone. Annie slept most of the weekend and, one day, just didn’t wake up. She was gone. I was shattered. ================
"So you see, Professor, Psychological Manipulation is truly a wondrous craft, something to marvel at, and fear. With the thoughts of my study, I leave you to think on just how problematic Psychological Manipulation could be if left in the wrong hands, hands such as mine." And with that Adira turns on her heel and struts down the walkway towards the old wooden doors, as her pale hand reaches for the doorknob the sound of a large book falling on the cold floor freezes her hand in midair, and the Professors dead, emotionless voice says a stress inducing sentence, one that she will never forget.
The night before, I didn’t practice my English so I knew what to say. By now, I knew most of the words, so I would just let my heart guide me. Besides, my cramped old house, which is actually just a junky garage in an abandoned alley, is too small to let out my feelings. Once I got to school after a cold walk in the snow, I placed myself by her locker and waited. Fourteen minutes had gone by, and still no sign of Lily. I only had a minute to get to class now, so I hurriedly collected myself and ran to my locker. I was disappointed, knowing that without Lily here, it would be the hardest day of school. I opened my locker and to my surprise a note fell to the floor. I quickly picked it up and gazed at the neat handwriting that clearly spelled my name.
As soon as the men, left she broke down in tears. Sarah shuddered as she sat on the couch thinking about all the memories she had with her brother. When they were little they used to go down to the lake to swim with the fish and play with the frogs. When she was fourteen Nathan was sixteen and he would drive her to the mall to hang out with her friends, to basketball practice, and to school. When she was sixteen and her boyfriend broke up with her, she pulled into the driveway and she was balling in her car. Nathan carried her to her room and put her to bed, he then took her car and drove to the boy’s house. He walked into the young foolish boys house, not even knocking on the door; he searched the house and found him with another girl in his room. Nate said to him, “You left my little sister an hour ago and you're already with some other girl! You have lost a smart and amazing young lady, I hope you regret your decision you worthless piece of
At that moment I just cried and cried because I just didn't wanted to be home anymore. Of course my mom thought I was having a tantrum, but in reality I was depressed. I can relate to Lynda in so many ways, she felt like the only way to leave behind her problems at home was to
The Omega sighed, she had been kicked out by her father's new mate. His mate had been decent enough to let her get her stuff out and take it to her friends place. Grace had been more than happy to let the other omega stay with her. Her family refused to talk to her after she'd been kicked out, she doubted her brother knew. As she was leaving her old home her father stopped her.
I cried as we locked up the house for the last time. I felt like we had just spackled, primed, and painted over my childhood. I felt as if my identity had been erased, and like the character in the song, I had lost myself. There was no longer any physical evidence that I had ever lived in, much less grew up in, the house.
I got up and I walked past my mom and up the stairs, I saw my grandma sitting in the living room, I ignored her and just went straight to the shower. After my shower, I went got dressed and talked myself into going to the living room. I could feel the tension in the air, my mom sat smiling eyes red as ever, as for my grandma she sat there with the look of pity on her face. I felt like a freak show, like I was something everyone wanted to see. “Hey baby girl,” my mom said to me, motioning me to the seat next to her.
and we sat next to the tree in my front yard, our favorite relaxing spot on the street, and talked about it. There were no tears this time, for everyone had their fair share of crying rivers. We helped each other mend the pain, and used this as an opportunity to unite and get through this together, and so we
Sorrow because I miss her, happiness due to the many memories I have from the time I spent there, and also gratitude that I had the opportunity to experience that loving and caring environment for as long as I did. While those three feelings are incredibly strong, there is one that stands out amongst them all and it is love. Love is said to be one of the most powerful emotions in the world, and without a doubt it played a key role in making that home my favorite place. Nothing beats the sentiment of spending time with family that loves you, and continuing to feel that love no matter how far you are