50's Short Story

South Bronx in 1959 was rough. The roughest part of New York and to us probably the worst place to live in the world. Not only were we girls in the 50s which was unideal to us because I don’t know about you, but I don’t intend on spending all my days inside as a housewife. People underestimate us because we’re girls and it’s frustrating because I know I can do better. My mama always taught me better but never took her own advice saying, it’s too late for me, She cooks and cleans and takes cares for us. She does her needlework and not much else. My pop was a hardworking man. He worked down at the Motor Vehicle Assembly Plant. He brought home as much money as he could into our little apartment. Although I loved him for everything he did for us

The event thta im writing about took place in the late 1960’s into the early 1970’s.Alot of things were going on in america in these years like how the 60’s were dominated by the vietnam war and the civil rights protests. The 60’s also saw the assasination of president John F Kennedy and Martin LUther king. But ended ona good note when the first man landed on the moon. The 1960’s is way different from today I guess you can say because back in the 1960’s not everyone had the same rights. Like back then the racist opion was very prevelent but today there is hardly any signs of racism exept a few and is full of diversity. Another different thing is back in the 60’s technology was still new like tv’s and computers not much people had them and now a days almost every American family has one.

627 words. It took 627 words to shatter me and my walls, but in turn, they opened me up to a safer

ONE Sheriff Eldritch Meeks straightened his hat and emerged from the Chevy Bel Air. Its beacon singed into the back of his neck. Red. Eldritch watched thin sheets of dust sweep down the highway. Everything was fuzzy. He wiped rain from his eyes and took a deep breath. The knife twisted harder into his brainstem. Headaches. The pain was getting worse. Stabbing. Pinching. Wriggling. Eldritch needed a cup of coffee and a cigarette. He needed a fucking detox. But it would have to wait.

Booker arrived at the chapel early Monday morning, keen to get his debriefing with Tom over with as quickly as possible. He was professional enough to know he needed to put his disappointment to one side and concentrate on their assignment, but the sting of Tom’s rejection still lingered. He thought they’d made a connection, and he’d looked forward to building a solid friendship with the shy officer. But despite a promising start, he realized he now had no choice but to accept what Penhall had told him. Tom was weird, and his mercurial temperament made it impossible to break down the barriers that kept him at arm’s length. Whether Will was responsible for his brother’s character traits or not was still open for debate, but as far as Booker

JOHANNA’S AX SLICED INTO the floor beneath her and she breathed in heavily, smirking menacingly at a slightly shocked Katniss and Peeta, who had just entered the training room. Reeve sat on the steps that led up to the platform that Johanna practiced on. “I think it’s your turn,” Johanna

He wasn’t in the mood to play nice, to seduce a foul-tempered woman who’d readily gut him the instant he lowered his guard—been there, have a new body to prove it. He’d rather go up against an entire army of demons than coax the female to relinquish her soul. No one in their right head would want to give up their soul willingly?

Paul gave him the jacket and sensed an eagerness in Leo being so accommodating. His whole vibe seemed different, and when Leo didn’t call Mary out, Paul wondered what was up. “How’s Mary?”

Uh, young Hannah, oh the poor child. Her laughter turns to tears and her candy gets stolen. This is the story of how she almost died trying to get back what was hers and capture the thief.

Jon was moving his room upstairs. Sure, it would be a smaller room, but still. He couldn’t deal with the two alphas in this house. Mainly when they were in rut, the grinding and growling from the two downstairs was distracting when he was trying to practice his violin, and not feeling weird and rutting against his own pillows, confused as he acted like he was in his heat with no other signs of being in heat. (-- removed HTML --)

How much can one manila envelope change something? I’m not referring to college acceptance letters, but I am talking about an official document. With my name on the front and an Illinois address in the top corner, a big change to my winter was waiting in the mailbox: two Illinois deer tags.

One by one they stopped their singing to cry and embrace one another; they never finished the hymn.

She blinked, slowly waking up. The faint breeze flowing through immediately shook her – the windows were always, without a fault, locked tight at night. As quietly as possible, Vivienne tried to reach under the pillow for the dagger always hidden there, but touched only the smooth satin pillowcase. She froze

Among other public buildings in a certain town this building was the one at the end of the gravel road and through the dark creepy forest where little dare to go down , which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning the screams you can hear from a half a mile away, or the blood stains all over the walls the shattered windows that make a faint whistle when the wind blows , and to which I will assign no fictitious name and the clown they call Pennywise this creature that rarely comes out of the shadows, there is one anciently common to most towns, great or small: to wit, a workhouse ; and in this workhouse was born a devil child and the one who is in charge; on a day and date which I need not trouble myself to repeat,

So Miranda's dad called, he finally got through to them. Apparently he's been trying to call for the past two weeks, but it never worked. Probably because of the landlines and the government is probably blowing up each others phones. Or because the satelilites are screwed up. Anyways I was wondering what happened to their dad and why they weren't trying to call him constantly, but apparently they have been trying, but the call just wasn't getting through.