Frankie Monologue
raHe searched everywhere for those shoes, those perfect tan ones with that fabric flower that fit him just right. The closet, underneath his bed, in the pile of clean clothes he meant to fold a week ago. They were nowhere to be found, completely gone from the face of the Earth, leaving Cal Hampton barefooted and discouraged. It was only eight in the morning and his room was more of a mess than it usually was, plus, worst of all, he didn 't have a single pair of shoes that matched the floral skirt settled upon his waist. He bought it just for that damn pair, those adorable, dainty tan shoes, and now, the thing was useless.
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? and now you face a new challenge, living on you own or going to a workhouse and work day in and day out and for what?
Charley wanted to become a man so badly and so quickly, that he was blindsided by the factors of what it would really be like, living life in the army. Charley was 15 years old entering the war. But he knew they wouldn’t take him if he was underaged, so he lied about his age just to be in the army. So he gets there, and he doesn't receive a uniform just yet, which he thought he would. And he writes letters to his mother telling what it is like, being a soldier.
Welcome, Ladies and gentlemen, Gary, or Gary Dunn,to give him his Sunday name, or if he was in trouble, which was a lot, when he was younger, but most just called him Gary. Gary was a son, a brother, big and little, he was a boyfriend then a husband, a dad and a granddad too, but he was also a friend, and he was definitely a bit of a lad. Gary had been many different things to many different people over the years, but today they all have, at least, one thing in common, they will all miss him very much. Gary was a real character, what you saw, with Gary, was what you got, and if you didn’t like it, well, tough, but he was also a loving family man, a dependable man, and a hard working man too, he would never do you a bad turn, but don’t hold your breath waiting for
As we embark in the first level of hell, with my guide Alex Morgan, we arrive. “Welcome to the hell of dribblers! Here you will meet the sinners of the soccer world who will not turn over the ball to their teammates!” Exclaimed Alex.
For a brief moment, miles away from the eyes of god, time itself stood still. And the singing birds went silent in their canopies, and the gentle licks of a passing breeze abated, as if the entire world, save Gatsby, knew. Knew that, like an old timepiece, the gears within the depths of George Wilson’s being had long since begun to fragment, and with the urgency of newfound knowledge, he had only one thought on his mind. Certainly, as he glided towards Gatsby’s mansion—and ultimately, into the foliage that surrounded it— Wilson’s breathing was neither slow nor rapid, nor shallow nor heavy, but rather, it fluctuated with an unrelenting attitude, and trapped between immense grief and rage, he carried himself dangerously with each step.
It was a while before the last stroke ceased vibrating. It stayed in the air, more felt than heard, for a long time. Like all the bells that ever rang still ringing in the long dying light-rays and Jesus and Saint Francis talking about his sister. Because if it were just to hell; if that were all of it. Finished.
Blurryface Halloween, costumes, parties, haunted houses, kids running in the streets. Now 16 is too old for most of those things. So there in the worn out couches of Hayley’s damp basement are 4 friends Lex, Hayley, Lynn and Patty. The outcasts as they're known to the all too small number of students at Hill Park High School. Bored out of their minds they sit in silence with the 4th horror movie playing in the background “Okay, I’ve had enough of this.
We go back to the woods where we found the dead body, but the body is not there. WeI can feel the rush as I stare into the eyes of the man. He thought he was sly and tricky, but little did he know we were following his tracks. The family of Julie receives the the the dreadful news as the man gets locked up for life. Lets just say this was not his first and only murder(13).
Funny, a lady friend cautioned me several times regarding my giddy delight with Jessie. I reverently held firmly and told her Jessie was the real deal; however, we would have respected honesty from Jessie rather than the lie regarding her debt. We would have easily understood her embarrassment of the debt. Everyone makes mistakes!
Born Belcalis Almanzar, Cardi grew up in a household that was loud with laughter, often booming with music and always full of cousins, something clearly visible as we speak and all too common throughout Caribbean residencies. Her Internet comedy, an extension of her father’s flair for jokes, can make even the most solemn of folks burst into laughter—however brash or eyebrow-raising the delivery. Her mother, on the other hand, is serious as a heart attack, an attribute most noticeable in Cardi when her ethos is challenged by naysayers at large: “You see these mad b***hes online? They want me to hate myself so bad, they want me to believe that I look a certain type of way, they want me to believe that I’m ugly. But how can I feel that way about
After a not so good nights sleep at the church, I get up early and head out to get the food we need for the next few days. I remember Pony talking about the book, Gone with the Wind. I decide to pick up one to pass time. When I get back Pony is awake and we begin unpacking what I picked up in town. We need a disguise.
I tend to be interested in people who I am friends with. Chandler is many things and a friend of mine is one of those. One of the many things I love about Chandler is that he just lives life and never plans a single thing. This attribute is both fun and frustrating to watch. Another thing I love about chandler is that when he really truly loves or hates something he becomes so freaking passionate.
Today me and Slim walked to the bunkhouse together, just chattin’ about the little pup that Slim gave to Lennie, which is moreover a kind gesture of him, since we both know that it means a lot to Lennie. Now the big guy’s got something to pet. I hope this keeps him damn busy, so he won’t do anything stupid which will get us in trouble. Slim commented on the power of Lennie, when he’s buckin’ barley, saying that he almost killed his partner. I felt proud at that moment, and as proud as I am I told him that Lennie can do anything if it doesn’t require much thinking.
Clubbing is fun, but as you grow older, it takes its toll on you. They say at the age of 21 you want to party hard, at the age of 26 you want to go clubbing and have a goodtime, but at the age of 32, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. Your best days are clearly behind you, but something keeps pulling you back into the party scene.
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