Abby: A Fictional Narrative

Scene One: Tom Buchanan and Nick Carraway walk through Tom Buchanan’s front lawn and enter the living room. Inside the living room Daisy Buchanan and Jordan Baker lounge on the sofa. Jordan Baker is trying to balance a book on top of her head while sitting on the sofa.

February 22, 2003 A few months ago I found out about Oskar’s plan. I first received a call from a woman named Abby Black who wanted to talk to him. He wasn’t home at that time, so she explained to me what had happened. Apparently, he visited her not so long ago looking for answers for a key he found inside a vase in his father’s closet. I didn’t know what to believe, so I went to his room looking for evidence. He’s a smart kid and hiding secrets has always been one of his specialties. I looked everywhere, but couldn’t find anything until I opened one of his top closet doors. I was surprised with what I discovered. Everything was there, the 472 “Black” names listed in chronological order starting from Aaron Black; a map with their location and a notebook with the time and years it would take him to meet them all.

"Sadie and Parker are egging them on, That's kinda shitty, they do the same thing." He shakes his head and opens his locker.

The next morning when Allie went onto the deck, she was surprised to see Charleston spread out along the docks. She immediately went in search of Thomas. She found him coming out of the galley carrying a tray.

I rolled my eyes at my overprotective mother, “C’mon, it’s not that big a deal, this is the first time this has ever happened. Besides, it’s not like I’ll be messing with them like that kid probably was. Look at those cute little guys, there’s no way they would attack so viciously at random.”

Throughout our lives, we all make sacrifices in order to achieve our goals or to help others achieve their goals. For some, this may mean sacrificing friendships or family time, or for others it may mean sacrificing money and other dreams which may also be of great importance to us. A person who has made many sacrifices in order to achieve their aspirations or goals is someone with strength, determination and masses of will-power, and it is someone who is not prepared to give up on their dream.

        “I need your help,” he growls, giving the person on the receiving end no time to speak up first.

His mom asks, “Where did you go after school.” “I went to Brian's badminton game, and then we went to get ice cream.” “Oh, next time can you please call me and tell me what you are doing.”

"Teddy! Mark! Someone! Please! Are you alive!" Her voice was wracked with desperation. They couldn't be dead. They are probably just unconscious. She repeated that thought over and over, but the more she did, the more she started to worry. I'll just go look for them, she thought. In hindsight, trying to move while

“So he was right?” I whispered to myself. “Who was right?” Olivia asked, Yanking on my shoulder. “No one.” I said. She looked at me with confusion. “See, there you go again! You never tell me anything!” Olivia yelled at me. “Sometimes, I wish I would have never married you. You're so

“Oh,” Grant muttered, mostly to himself, “well that’s good, I guess. Thanks, Auntie.” Grant shuffled over to the dining room to help finish setting the table with the other women. He didn’t look back.

‘I came over to make sure you got back okay,’ she said. ‘I was worried.’ ‘No need to worry about me,’ he said, acting all weird. ‘But Miss Lilly, what on earth happened to you?’ ‘I got back fine. I got to the airport and a girlfriend came and got me…I didn’t

Abby was always the good sister never in trouble and always trying to protect her younger drugged out hopeless sister Maya. Abby funds that always protecting her sister will be much harder when Abby finds Maya's sister drug dealer boyfriend dead, Jefferson Andrews. Everyone thought he was so handsome,sweet,kind,

White. Clean, and sterile white light. I am in a hospital I thought to myself as I came into consciousness. I push myself up onto my elbows and try to get my bearings straight. They must have caught us. Us. I looked around the room franticly. She wasn’t here. Where is she? Panic rushed

Tori’s smelliness was never a problem, until the day her owner dropped her off at Doggy Daycare. It was her first day at a new place, and Tori could not wait to play outside with the other dogs. She sprinted inside and ran towards a table full of goldendoodle puppies. Barking excitedly, she exclaimed: