In the stories, it’s all fire, hopeless souls hopelessly screaming, endless pain. I mean, yeah, there’s fire. Lots of it. And there’s tons of screaming too, probably because of the fire. And where there’s fire and screaming, there’s endless pain.
I can 't get out of this box. The last time I looked out my window I saw meadows. Long, far, empty meadows. Living on the great plains has it 's benefits, but those meadows are ruining it for me. I keep my head away from the window. When I wake up I see the light reflect off my peeling wallpaper. I 've been sick twelve times this year and theres just something about those meadows. I remember the horizon curving from the green meadows, the ground yellow with pencil marks of green. The backdrop, dark clouds with blue outlines. The whole scene looked like a blur, maybe it was just the windows. If I squint really hard I can see the cross, her cross. The one I made for her last year. The first year of her last year. At a distance you can see the
Monday through Friday I stayed with my grandmother and great aunt, so that I could go to school. I was in elementary school at the time. I use to listen to my uncle play different types of music on his stereo so that he could mimic the sound with the instruments he was playing. I used to sing along with him dreaming that one day I would be able to sing just like the singers on the albums my uncle would play to. As time went on, my mother met a man that she felt was a good man. Thus, allowing him to pick me up from my grandmother’s house when he got off from his job at midnight. My mother had no clue that this decision would be a life changing experience for me.
It’s me-squidward. You have probably heard a lot about me from Spongebob and Patrick, whatever they said is probably bad. Saddly, I don’t understand why people think I’m always mean to Spongebob and Patrick and ruin their fun, but you should finally hear my side of the story so you can understand what I have to go through.
I’m Helen Robinson, Tom Robinson’s wife. There was a timeframe in the book just after Tom was killed, before Helen could find a secure way to earn money for her family; it was a very unstable time for her and her children. Although Helen is portrayed as meek and kindhearted, much like Tom, the overwhelming sadness and pressure may have caused her to break down emotionally, or feel some emotions of vengeance towards a majority of the white community; especially the Ewells.
“You got to think Ponyboy” is one of my favorites quotes to say after my parents died. I have two jobs and also to watch out for Ponyboy and Sodapop not to go to a boys home. I am the oldest of the greasers. I slapped Ponyboy to tell him to never be late again. Also I slapped him because I can not call the police because they will put Soda and him in a boys home and they would never see me again.
I am Kino I have a wife named Juana and a son named Coyotito we live in Mexico we are a very poor family. We live in a village with other people who are like me, poor. I have an older brother that leads the village.
The year is 1861. You are a young boy only 10 years of age,named Tommy, your parents both died from smallpox. Every day it goes threw your head why did I not get the virus and die with them?
The mother was seen in the office today by me again. It was a result of my calling her up yesterday that she showed up. Her dress was very simple, not what I espected at all. She seem ambivalent about coming to see me – didn’t know what I was going to do I guess. Most of the time we talked about Charlie. He keeps running away from home. She can’t understand this behavior. Last time the police aprehended him he was on the cornar of 20th and Bylor stret, about 8 miles from the center. Hitchiking was how he had to have got there the way Mrs. Milton figured it. I’m not so sure because with his low IQ (78) I guess he would have gotten a bus and just kept riding till he decide he want to get off. Then maybe from here somebody gave him a
Upon my arriavl at the above location I spoke with the reporting party, Donald MOFETT() who informed me that his girlfriend had struck him multiple times in the face, neck and shoulder. I observed that MOFETT 'S left eye apeared to be swollen, I also observed marks on the left side of his face, and on his right sholder. When I asked MOFETT what had happened prior to the incident he stated that himself and his girlfriend Montica ROMERO() had gotten a motel room to have some time away from her family that they are staying with, and that both parties had consumed alcohol. MOFETT informed me that both parties had began verbally arguing when ROMERO
"Come read the rest of this, honey." His mother had joined him on the porch. "It's a trip." The torture chair looked normal in the hours before tea.
Little Nothing, that’s me. That’s my name. It’s strange almost. The other kids at school bully me for having a name like Little Nothing, they say I got my name from the Gods to tell me that I’m worthless. My parents tell me that I got my name from being so small and skinny, I don’t believe them. I think the kids at school are right. They don’t ever seem to have a problem reminding me that I’m not worth their time. If I’m not worth their time? Why do they keep making fun of my name?
The woods are scary. But not cause the trees. The creepy crawlies that live there seem to want to come out. Trust me it is not bugs that worry me. Not Poison ivy, although it itches. It 's not the dark. Oh no here they come! I 'm not ready to see them yet! Wow this one is big. go away I am asking nice please don 't cause trouble There are two of you? You guys are so big. Could you be anywhere else but the log right by me! Poison will not be what kills
It 's been days that I 've been feeling like I 'm not myself. Although I think
Jubel's been on the run since he was fifteen, just a dumb kid with an AI in his head, searching for answers to why the AI was there in the first place. He can't remember all the details, not even close, but what he knows is this. He used to be a street kid, the kind that no one ever thought would make it past ten or fifteen. He remembers just clawing for his place under the sun and not even knowing what for, because what's the point when you're going to eventually die some messy young death anyway?