Uncle tea- Birju awakened me with a hot tea Oh Thanks Birju, what is the time- I asked him while sipping the tea Almost 8 am in the morning Uncle- he replied Oh, I have to go to Cemetery and if you want to come with me than get ready- I told him and I got up and started preparing for the day. We came back from the cemetery in the afternoon and played cricket with Birju and his friends. I cooked food for them and we have grand dinner at my house with his friends and everyone was very happy. This was
PREFACE The young cripple sat on the floor of the railway station, waiting earnestly, for the train to come and take him to the land of plenty. Crippled from birth, he hadn 't nobody or helper. Deep inside his heart he needed a miracle. He knew the desire to move on to the land of freedom. His eyes to and fro the railway station, patiently, he waited. His eyes fixed on the future......... "It shall come to past" he assure his soul. • He hadn 't any ticket, yet he waited hoping for an unseen miracle
The Janitor I was staring at the clock, ten seconds left. The school bell rang as I get out of my seat I start walking towards the door when I hear My name, “ Meredith! Wait up!” My friend Jamie yells. I feel my paste allowing him to catch up to me. “ Hey, how was your test?” I asked him as we walk down a set of stairs and into the hallway that houses my locker. “ It was all right, probably failed but I really don't care! Not now anyway.” he laughs. “I think I did well, I probably could have study
The Survivor He had lost track of how long they had been walking- It was more than a day and a half at least. The sun had already disappeared once before, leaving them in the freezing cold. They had stumbled on still, too scared to sleep and too cold to stay still. All Roy wanted was a good nap. He had lost the urge to eat ages ago( around the time they had to bury Tinas body so that the animals would not get to it), but his eyes drooped every second, desperate for rest. His best friend Connor
Her heart was beating louder and faster she thought for sure the buck would hear it. Her stomach was up to her throat. She had to go to the bathroom. She is a nervous wreck. She held her gun up and in position to shoot. He was close she knew he was. Then standing just five feet from her was a monster buck. She pulled up her gun up and shot nothing happened and when she looked the safety is on she looks at the buck it is still standing there she quickly took the safety off and shot! The one
There was a boy who went by the name jeffy he liked to play hockey and he was very good at it. He was about 5,10 had blonde hair with brown eyes, Jeffy was not the biggest kid he was pretty skinny. Everyday after school he would go to the Windom Arena and he would skate and practice playing hockey. One day after he was done skating he went upstairs to the dry land room and he was working on his clap bombs and and his top cheese snipes. When all of a sudden he heard a loud horn and a scream so he
Actually, he is a kind-hearted man, only you make him a beast. Otherwise, he doesn’t abuse you, he shuts you up only, he just presses you a little; and this happens in every family, and this is part of the life. At least according to him. It is a long story how I came into this situation. Why I didn’t leave him after the first slap in the
“I need you, buddy,” Dean said as he stared into Cas’s gorgeous blue eyes. “For the sake of everything we’ve been through, please help me. You’re the only one I trust.” Cas opened his mouth to speak and Dean couldn’t help but drag his gaze downwards. They were so close. He could easily lean in and press his lips against Cas’s rosy and chapped ones. Dean bet they were as soft as a cloud. So lost in his thoughts, he almost missed what Cas was saying. “I’m sorry, Michael, but I could lose my job. You
Mr. Lion I grow up under glances with disdain and fear. Everyone says I am delusional. Everyone thinks I am the greatest shame possible for a family as large as mine in the town. The cause is my innate ability to communicate with animals. However, I never take it as a shame, but feel quite proud of the world it brings to me. Therefore, I spend almost all my time with animals in my parents’ circus. The town is the home base of the circus. Every spring we travel westward to different towns, and turn
I stomp my feet up the stairs and head to my bedroom. My mother trails behind me. “Honey, please just talk to me. I want to discuss this with you.” “Mom, I don’t want to talk to you. Leave me alone.” “I’m not leaving until you talk to me.” I arrive at my door and proceed into my room and turn around to face my mother. “What do you want to talk about? You’re the worst parent and holding me hostage in my own house. I wish I had different parents.” I slam my door in her face and chuck my backpack