Kristina and Trey gathered all of their little belongings mostly caring about the lockbox containing about $3,600 of the finest mexican glass a.k.a meth. Rushing out of their little apartment as soon as possible after seeing a wanted picture in the newspaper of kristina stealing money illegally with a fake id. She thought it was odd that she had very very little remorse about getting up and leaving without saying goodbye to her baby that wouldn't even recognize her, her mom which she stole her identity and money from. It didn't phase her and she kept loading what little belongings she had into Trey's mustang. They rushed onto the snowy freeway still tweaked as usual, but exhausted from no sleep like usual and running from the police and the mexican drug lord that they owe and weren't planning on paying back.
Sarah makes a living restoring antique quilts and renting out some of the rooms in her house. One of the biggest mysteries in her family is the disappearance of her grandmother Molly in 1920 leaving behind a six-year-old boy and a husband. The young woman had disappeared without a trace and Hart’s grandmother had been under a cloud of suspicion ever since, with many townspeople believing he had something to do with it. In what could be termed a lucky break, Sarah’s granddaughters stumble upon a secret passageway in the old family home. The passageway leads to a room that has a quilt that belonged to her father – the then six-year-old boy.
Mr. Lawrence Exeter walked into Goose Gander Baby Shoppe he strolled through the isles looking for clothing, toys, and other items for the baby. He felt weird shopping for clothing for a baby not even born yet his wife insisted he go. He brought his hefty cart over to the cashier. The cashier offered him a warm smile and began to ring in his purchases. “The total comes to 148.50$” the cashier stated.
Their parents work on the field so their uncle George lee comes over to take care of them whilst the parents head to the fields. Their house decorations were made out of paper, one day George lee sets the house on fire and blames
It was a cold, dreary night in the month of October in 2003. It was the night before Scarlett’s mothers funeral, she had only been 3 years old. The only thing that made her happy was a stuffed monkey with a picture of her mom in the belly. Scarlett had grown up with her dad Frank in California, and as she hit 9 years old Carla had started coming around more.
It was a beautiful day for the beautiful game of baseball to be played in the friendly confines of Wrigley Field, Chicago: breezy, sunny, but not a scorching hot, sweat-bead kind of day. Merely six miles south of Wrigley Field, we boarded the CTA purple line el train, along with clusters and clusters of Chicago Cubs fans also getting on each and every rail car from who knows where. But, let me tell you, I was in awe; I have never been with so many true fans who knew, not only baseball, but knew the Cubs! “Who’s ready for the Cubs to crush the Astros!”
As the 104th moves on from their real first test of battle, Stash is relieved he made it out of there alive. One thing for sure that this first battle taught him is always to be aware of what is around him. He told himself, just like in training, he can’t take his eye off anything from this point forward. He now knows this is real. There is no going back now.
Through thundering guns and cannon fire; you can hear the helpless cries of the abandoned, wounded soldiers or bold attackers, storming and laughing in the face of death. Some men prayed, while others pleaded. Some men held pictures or mementos; of longed sweethearts and family before carefully tucking them away inside of their jackets, for some of their loved ones, will never be seen again
The devastation behind the soldier stood on the edge of his mind, but nevertheless was not in his thoughts. The man standing in front of him dominated his thoughts and instigated a war deep within the soldier. The man was plain on all accounts; he was middle-aged, wore glasses, had a receding hairline, but his image was now stained in the soldier’s memory. This man merely wanted to get by, most likely to confirm the death of a loved one, but no matter how many times the soldier thought about it, he would never know exactly why. The only knowledge that burdened the soldier was his duty, and his duty was to keep this man at bay.
Dear Mother, It’s has been indisputable here in the trenches, I’m in dire need of new socks. The doctors say they might have to amputate my foot if my trench foot gets any worse. Also if you could provide me with some next time you send me a package I would be beholden to you. In addition to the already gruesome situation, the rats have begun to eat the dead in no man’s land, and steal my bread when I’m not looking.
One girl was brave enough to open the magical door which was luckily next to the stairs so if somting bad happened the could run upstairs and hide or run for there life .So when she opened the door it was Chica The Chicken From the horror game Five Nights At Freddys she would normally attack but that day she was very nice she brought 60 cupcakes for us!
Ethan and Hope carpooled when they were in school together. They both LOVE animals so they asked their mom and dad if they could take care of some ducks. After asking for a long time Ethan and Hope got their very own ducks from Illinois; two boys and one girl, Oreo, Jordan and Bell. They said, “When we got them, they were so small they could crawl up in a ball and fit in our hands.” As they got bigger and bigger they needed more space and they wanted to swim and swim so they bought a wading pool where the ducks could swim.
I slipped into my black rain boots with the jolly rogers on them. Ty and Bobby followed. My annoying little sisters mocked us as we went out. Now we were face to face with the biggest problem among kids my age, nothing to do.
Teachers and perfects walked the halls trying to keep us safe. We headed out being careful and coming close to being caught several times. When we got there Hagrid was acting different. He poured us hot water into cups and forgot the tea bags. Then there is a knock at the door.
Agnes punishes herself daily due to the fact that almost 10 years before, her six year old son, Lloyd, disappeared from a shopping cart while Agnes and him were grocery shopping. Agnes forgot an onion, so she went back to get one. Leaving Lloyd in the cart just steps away from her, Agnes turned her back on Lloyd to grab the onion. When Agnes turned back toward the cart, Lloyd was gone. She had always taught Lloyd not to talk to strangers or to go with them, so she had a hard time understanding how Lloyd could disappear.
