"Yes, you heard me correctly people. Many different dramatic disturbances are happening right now around the world. The most active volcano, Etna, has started to shake and rumble uncontrollably in Italy. The Atlantic ocean has started to spread massive waves onto the shores of California-" "Time to turn the T.V. off Stephen." Mama stepped into living room with a wonderful smile on her face. I automatically knew why and I didn't like it. Mom and Dad have been wanting another child and preferably a little girl though I couldn't understand why. Wasn't I enough? Yet a while ago when Mom and Dad came into my bedroom and asked what I thought of having a little sister, I was all for it. Dad came into my room first. "Hey monster, what you up to?" …show more content…
They had already chosen someone? "Well if you've already found someone else, what's the point of coming and asked me what I think when it clearly does'nt matter." I went on with my day ignoring them, knowing I was being childish but I was upset. I hoped that with the failed attempts that they would forget about wanting another child and we would be the small little family I wanted. "Come on Stephen, it's time to go pick up the new addition to the Lasse family." I groaned and slouched off the bed. I walked into hallway to see Mom and Dad waiting at the front door. This is really happening. With a sigh I walked to door not bothering to ackne either of them. Once we were all in the car, and pulling out the drive way, Mom called me name. "Stephen, this is ridiculous, we are about to go pick up your new sister, someone, whether you like it or not, you are going to love and care for one day. No matter how you feel right now, you better not treat her like this!" And with that Mom was silent for the rest of the drive. She must've been very upset at me to not even turn around and apologize for her yelling. That moment I realized just how selfish I was being to them. I knew how hard this was on them and how much they wanted this baby. And here I am throwing all of their hopes and dreams in the
“Take me to the next town. I don’t care where it is. Just take me there.” The girl whispered, shivering and sopping wet from the rain.
Stargirl was not like everyone else in Mica High. She was a unique individual with no restrictions to her own identity. But when Leo stressed the fact that she was so different, she undertook the task to change herself, for Leo’s sake. Even though Leo was euphoric with the new Susan Caraway, her shunning was not ebbed. The change did nothing for stargirl but cripple her jovial personality. Stargirl shouldn’t have changed herself for someone else’s motive, but should’ve kept herself the way she was, as your own happiness should be put before others, and there’s always someone that stays by your side no matter the notions made of you.
Everything was going great at Oakville farm, I mean everything was normal and okay how it should be if you don’t count that the fact Donna came home late last night. She came home around two or three o’clock in the morning when it was pitch black outside, and believe me this isn’t the first time it ever happened either, maybe it’s not that big of a deal to you but to me it is, Donna here is the farmer’s daughter. While Mr. Salem is away she’s the one in charge of us,and because she’s the one in charge of us we haven't eaten in two days! Mr. Salem always made sure we were cared for, and was handled with love but , Donna on the other hand she just doesn’t care. There’s a lot of us here on the farm, we have a variety of animals here like horses,
Since a child, Stargirl had always seemed a bit… off. Her parents seemed to adore her weirdness, they even seemed to encourage it at times. To demonstrate, her parents called her Pocketmouse. They used it to so much that even she started referring to herself as Pocketmouse instead of Susan. But did her parents ever do anything about it? Of course not. She kept the nickname, until she changed it to Mudpie. Then Hullygully. And then Stargirl. But at the time, I knew her as Mudpie.
Hola, Reyna and Alejandro are always happy to hear how you and your family are doing. Alejandro said that Nevlyn doesn't look like the little blond boy that would ride his bike up and down the street. We are all really sorry to hear about your friend Ellen. I hope those little boys find some "mom love" in you, like we did when we needed some extra cuddles. I'm happy to hear that you still use your Spanish a lot in and out of work. Nevertheless, I'm sure your Spanish has evolved into a Puerto Rican/Cuban accent.
back and told her mother that is this wasn’t for her to be so controlling of her life.
“I feel a certain heaviness in the air. I am unable to think or breathe without feeling that each second a pound of bricks is being added to my diaphram. Cannae is a cursed battle. Hannibal must be beaten, for I fear Rome will fall and Carthage will rise. You must assemble an army and stop him.”
“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.
There once was a girl I knew, her name was Jordin Imani Jackson. She was born in the city of New Orleans. She was very beautiful & intelligent, she had a great life so I thought. You see Jordin was very sick & had to walk wherever she had to go, but no one knew that she was sick other than her family & her bestfriend.
Right when he said that, I felt like a real mother. Then, I made a horrible realization. My prized possession; the picture of my mother and father, was in our room. I could not leave that behind. If I was going to die, I wanted to do it with them in my hand. Before I went back, I made sure that my brothers were safe. I put them on a lifeboat, hugged them, and said goodbye. I quietly prayed that this moment would not be the last time I saw them. Quickly, I ran as fast as I could back to the room.
There I am lying, I am awoken by a bright shimmering, yet quite bothering light, I slide to my right to find my angelic husband Demetrious, he was breathing softly and faintly, I wrap my arm around him onto his buff body, and his eyes stare at me gracefully, I come to acceptance and find myself thinking how this happened, from hopeless back then, to happiest I could be, and all because of one man, he made me feel gloomy like when we first met, his eyes would affectionately stare deep into your eyes. His bright personality brightened up my day, that one special day, the most beautiful day of day, it was a sunny, warm yet quite balanced day, everything was going normally, then carelessly out the corner he came, Demetrious, and one problem was that he liked my hearty, hysterical good friend Hermia. Hermia had a generous and gentle personality, she had beautiful eyes and I was very fondly jealous of her, she got all the cute, boys that I always admired, yet one day things unexpectedly turned the other way around.
Once upon a time, there was a sad and lonely lady named Rosalind. All she ever wanted in life was a child. One day, she went to the doctor and the doctor said to her she would never have a child of her own. The terrible news left Rosalind even more depressed than before. She spent every waking moment praying and wishing that she would be granted a baby to make her life complete.
I can't agree with you more, Abatt. Being cold at first made a lot of sense (she's seeing a man who insulted her and killed her sister's fiancee after all). I wasn't emotionally that intense when Vishneva started the last pas de deux in act 3 but it became a killer at the end. But for Ferri's, it was more powerful from the start (but less intense at the end). They interpreted the role differently, but I must say both are the real experts, and I enjoyed both. I liked Ferri's introverted act 1 too, but overall Vishneva was more strong in act 1.
My mother yelled at me,” Emily get in the house and grab your sister and brothers too.”
Valerie and my mom and me were spending the best time of our lives at Knott’s Berry Farm. We were going on the ride called super bullet. I told my sister “come on don’t be scared,” but she said no. I told my mom stay here with Valerie and my mom said, “Ok. I’ll stay and you go on the ride.” I told my mom thank you.