Everyone packed their bags in the car but when I was about to put mine in the car I was informed that there was no more room and it had to get tied to the roof. My dad eventually tied it down and off we went. After being in the car for over three hours my little cousin Maddie had to use the bathroom and I was really hungry. Dad had stopped at a gas station that had a Mcdonalds attached and I ran in and ordered fast. All of us decided that we would sit down at the table and eat our food.
Tom borrowed Gatsby's yellow Rolls-Royce to drive up to the city. On the way to New York City, Tom made a detour at a gas station in the Valley of Ashes, a run-down part of Long Island. The owner, George Wilson, shared his concern that his wife, Myrtle, may be having an affair. This unnerved Tom, who I know had been the one having an affair with Myrtle, and he leaves in a hurry. During the party, in an expensive hotel suite, the casual conversation evolved into a confrontation between Daisy, Gatsby, and Tom.
He also eats his first bufriedo. During the Night, Kevin and other Weekday Warriors duct tape Miles and throw him in the lake. This makes the Colonel and a few other non-weekday warriors very angry. 126 Days Before: It’s the first day of school. The Colonel wakes to find the guys who dumped Miles in the lake also pissed in his shoes.
Achieving the goal of waking her up, I turned around to leave the room when she said, “I crashed the car.” My first thought was exactly what, “what did you say?” Pulling her face into the mattress she muffled and said, “I snuck out and accidentally crashed the car and left it there.” It sounded too good to be true and immediately I checked out the garage. Like exactly what Nicole said the car wasn 't there and that was when panic started to set in. Crying out to mom I cried, “the car isn 't here!” Behind the door of her closet, I heard my mother ask if I was joking. Telling her I was quite serious she came rushing out of room to the door of the garage. Ripping the door open, she found exactly what I found, no car.
Hello, the names Fork, Detective Fork. I’ve been working on cracking the case of the moon jumping scandal of Mister Cow. Everyone tells me I’m crazy and that it actually happened, but I know there’s something fishy about the whole thing. It all started that cold Tuesday night, my wife, now ex-wife, Miss Dish, had gone out with some of her “friends” for Miss Bowls birthday. I stayed home, turned on the TV, and started watching Game of Chairs.
It was a Warriors game, and we got to meet Stephen Curry. We guessed that was why we went to his house. When we went back to the house and tried to get the flamingo, we had to tranquilize the animal. We finally got the creature in the car, and took him to the Stephen Curry’s house. It was a calamitous act because our house was destroyed.
A few minutes after I finished the hotdog the Lions came running out of their locker room onto the field. Everyone was booing pretty loud. Then a moment late it came time for the Vikings to come out. They had the cheerleaders in a line and two boxed shaped things at the end that shot off flames when the announcer announced that the Vikings were coming out. When the flames shot up the stadium got warm within an instance.
After a while I felt hungry, I had all inclusive, so I went to the hotel’s own restaurant. Because it was so much to choose between I ended up having two plates of food, I hadn’t eaten anything since the flight and it wasn’t much of a lunch. After a fine meal I went up to my room. It was dark outside by now so I brushed my teeth and put on my pyjamas. I watched some TV until I fell
What is that?” Then my father said, “Don’t eat at all if you can’t finish it. Live on only water.” Not being able to read the situation, the innocent second-grade school kid responded to him, “Okay, no problem.” One night during fasting, however, my mother cooked the curry, and the house was filled with curry smell. Whatever I did, like I hid in a bathroom and all, I was still able to sense the strong smells. I’m done. I’m starving to death.
Later Sam comes back when Benny is out and he and Joon run away, taking the bus. Joon has a psychotic break on the bus and is taken away by the ambulance and admitted into a group home. Benny overcomes his anger towards Sam and they team up to try and sneak into the group home to see Joon and take her home. There is never a specification of to what mental illness Joon has, but there are many hints here and there that show that she does suffer from paranoid schizophrenia. A good example of this would be when Benny is talking to Sam in the bathroom before the first day that Sam is to stay at home alone with Joon.
My nervous eating addiction took over and I made a quick trip to Family Dollar. In no time at all, I had consumed a tall cylinder of salt and vinegar Pringles and an Almond Joy candy bar. My mouth burned from the vinegar and salt while my body felt sick from all the sugar. I hated myself for it and felt the lump in my throat, wishing I had not indulged again. I arrived at the office building early and sat in the parking lot, but soon I found sitting there was making my nerves cringe, so clutching my document called “The Forgotten Girl”, I locked my car and hurried inside to the large professional looking lobby, fearing the whole time I was being watched from windows above for no reason other than to see how fat I was.
As we walked inside the dirty, salt stench, of a theme park, My sister started going nuts wanting to ride everything. My parents told her to wait a minute while they got themselves situated.Finally the part of the trip I was dreading the most, the part where I had to go ride the blue streak. The line wasn 't too long so we decided to go. I sat in the car with my sister, which by the way was a little bigger then me, so the bar that came across our lap only went up to my stomach. As we sat there with our parents behind us and brother in front, I started reading the warnings in the car.
On November 14, I lost the entire school having the privileges to eating Cheez-its. There was a letter that read: “Thanks to a student acting immature, the cafeteria has banned cheez-its for good.” One day, I thought it would be an awesome idea to launch Cheez-its across the room. I was dared by one of my friends to throw a Cheez-it at our new principal. She was an old geezer with a nasty mole on her cheek. She had gotten onto my crew earlier in the day.
I told them about the argument that had ensued between Tom and Gatsby, leaving Daisy in an emotional state. I told them that Gatsby and Daisy went in a car together, while Tom, Jordan, and I drove in a separate car. I explained how Daisy was the one driving the yellow car that hit Mrs. Wilson, because she believed that driving would help settle her. Mr. Wilson was shaking by the time I finished. He held his head in his hands, whispering "Oh God," over and over again.
A pang ran through him at the thought that his whole family was hurting. Taking a long pull of the beer in his hand he tried to do the same thing his parents had been doing all day every day, trying not to get too hopeful. Brice opened his eyes knowing he overslept he threw on last night’s jeans and ran downstairs. He’d been staying at his parents’ house most nights since Rory woke up. His parents were sitting around the table staring at a letter.