“The one that I loaned you last week.” “Did you? I guess it’s in my drawers then…” Cat nervously stumbled toward her dresser and slowly pulled the drawers open with a creak. As expected, every outfit was folded into a perfect square. Once again, Hallie found herself wishing that her room wasn’t such a blizzard of clothes, magazines, and homework. Cat continued looking through her drawers, taking out shirts and pants and neatly stacking them up in towers of three.
¨Good job sweety¨ said mom. After a couple of minutes Lacey and Missy raced up the long, narrow staircase and through the door to her room. Missy sat on her fluffy, round dog bed that was right necks to lacey's bed, while Lacey look at the necklace that came with her new puppy. When she slipped it around her neck, she said ¨It's pretty, what do you think Missy.¨ ¨I think it looks great
She only carved one of the pumpkins. She sat them out on her porch. The next morning Kate jumped out of bed with excitement because it was Halloween. Later that Halloween night, she got dressed in her costume. She dressed up as a batman and her friend Marla was going as superman.
To begin with, in the beginning of the book Jamie gets asked by a classmate to help decorate posters for the school dance. Jamie was using her glitter powers to make amazing posters at home, but all of a sudden her dog Stinker gets ahold of the glitter. He eats all the glitter and gets sick, so Jamie and her best friend Isabella brought Stinker to the vet. That 's when both girls see Angelina (Jamie’s future cousin and school enimie) with her rescue dog Sticky Buns. To end off, the girls go home after Stinker was clarified by the vet in good condition.
Groggy from lack of sleep, trying to erase the images of gray-bearded men sitting on their new mid-life crisis Harleys, speedboats, and red sports cars from her mom’s dating sites, Mae filled her water bottles while strong coffee brewed. She stared, mesmerized by the beautiful whiteness of the French vanilla creamer as it swirled to the surface in dreamy affection to her anticipated waking. She downed what she could, poured the rest into her travel mug and dashed out the door at the ungodly hour of 6 am. Since her mom needed the car today, she trekked the five blocks to Greg’s house on foot. He would just have to appreciate her “sporty” scent without complaints.
Her mother walks in and pats her shoulder trying to wake her up from an afternoon nap. “Evelyn sweetheart, time to wake up.” She sat right up with a beautiful smile across her face. Her blue eyes twinkle in the light, and her messy brown hair stuck up in the air. She climbed out of bed and placed all her books into a bag. Evelyn waved goodbye to her mother, then skipped out the door.
The Lemonade Stand Characters: Jerry (The kid selling lemonade) Mother (Jerry’s mom) Father (Jerry’s father) Tommy (Cat) Sider Slim LaVone Cheems III, known as Sider (Robber) Narrator Off Stage Voice Jerry: Mom, mom! (Jerry said storming into his mom’s room at 5 in the morning) Mother: What could possibly be this important to share at this time of the morning! Jerry: I have brilliant idea! Mother: Alright, do tell. (His mother moaned).
This time, to not repeat my last accident, I put the cup on the table next to my jelly sandwich. I run back over to the fridge and pull out the cold 2% milk. Slowly and carefully, I fill the cup halfway this time and return the milk to the fridge, then sit down in my mahogany wooden chair to enjoy my delicious jelly sandwich and milk. “I’m so proud of you!” My mom proclaims as she comes off the last steps of the staircase with a large smile on her face. She walks over to my chair and looks at my little snack.
A blaring alarm sounds and a young woman sighs. Her morning begins slowly; she drags herself around the bedroom. plucks her uniform off a hanger, and drudges to the washroom to brush her teeth. She leaves herself plenty of time to organize and compose herself before she drives to work at a nearby Starbucks. Upon arrival, she offers a cheerful greeting to her coworkers, which they return.
The World got a little bit stranger and maybe a little bit brighter, at least it did in Frye Regional Hospital on July 9th, 1999. My mom was about as big around as a very large watermelon, with three bundles of joy bouncing around in her stomach as she was rolled into the delivery room where she would be cut into and come out again with a much greater responsibility. Outside in the hallway sat 4 anxious grandparents, soon to be uncles and aunts, and a handful of family-friends all awaiting these tiny newborns. At home, with its white picket fence and candy apple-red shutters, were two neatly arranged sets of pink, frilly clothes, a set of sky-blue baby boy clothes, mountains of diapers, and all the works and necessities of having babies. The doctors began to pull babies out of the womb, Baby Girl A... Baby Girl B… Baby Girl C. My dad froze there in the delivery room as his three
Squirrels aren 't majestic, Cassandra thought to herself. They entered the cabin and Cassandra immediately detected the overpowering smell of mildew and old, stale lady finger cookies. "Time to pick our bunks now girls" all the girls around Cassandra squealed and immediately ran to a bunk with a friend and Cassandra was left alone on the extra army cot in the corner. Cassandra sat down and began to unpack her things and then she stumbled across the journal her mother gave her. She all of a sudden felt really lonely and upset.