Abby Liebrecht Monologue

Today, Herr Dippel complimented my English. He told me I am much improved from three years ago. This makes me happy. Herr Dippel has taught me many things but English he

My dear husband, I understand that you would do anything to get me out of jail; but it is not necessary. As you know, I am with child and they will postpone my death a year. They tell me of how you have fought to try to save me. You do all of this at your own expense. We both wish that things weren’t this way; but you don’t need to suffer with me. If you continue to defy the court they will have no mercy on you. What would happen to our children? They would be orphaned; I refuse to do that to them. You have to forget about helping me and focus on our boys.

Carmen Fuchsiello, a regular high school girl. One who gets all the boys, and is popular to everyone in school. Every morning, people would stare at her in awe, as she walked down the halls with her entourage right behind her on either side. There, by her locker, was her crush, Camden, waiting for her with every color rose in his hand, and my favorite band, 5 Seconds of Summer, serenading me behind him. He also held a sign saying Camden and Carmen Forever with a heart at the end. The two names went together perfectly, almost like they were meant to--

Running through branches and high standing grass, I sprint as fast as my body will move. Insure about how much energy my body has left, I keep pacing a constant speed to catch up to Lennie. As the forest begins to come to an end, there is a lengthy creek that comes to view. Hesitating, I plunge into the water trying to find my dear friend Lennie. Just as I think there is no hope on finding him I see a movement out of the corner of my eye. Thinking it was just an animal, I turn away not even realizing that the animal was Lennie. Lennie, terror- stricken and drizzling, is standing right in front of me. I try to dash toward him, but since my legs are in the water they don’t seem to move quickly. Not even bothered about how slowly my feet are moving I still leap toward him in excitement. Since we were hugging I didn’t even realize that the neighing and running footsteps of the men’s horse were drawing closer to us.

It was December fourth, two thousand fourteen; a sad, scary day for sure. This day was the day Amy LaVancha was diagnosed with cancer. Hodgkin's Lymphoma cancer. Though this cancer has an eighty six percent survival rate after five years, it was still super scary.

Eleanor, you're finally 14. The past 14 years has been a long, tough and hard journey, but you've finally got herre. You may think that I'm just gonna send you a little message just to say happy birthday......BUT YOU'RE WRONG!

Emily: (shakes her head) "No. I think Kate's motto has always been 'Don't bring your personal issues to work'."

I can see the whiteness of my breath a little in the kitchen air. I find a

Have you ever felt that you were not acceptable enough? That you weren’t worth anyone’s time or attention? That you just couldn’t fit into the bigger crowd? Well, just know that you’re not alone. Somewhere in this world, someone is facing the same struggles that you are facing. There’s a young girl that goes by the name Jenny. She knows that not everybody around her pays attention to her. However, she doesn’t care one bit. She expresses herself in her own way. A way that makes her feel that she’s beautiful. A way that that makes her feel that she’s important. She’s the one who inspires me every day to be me. So, what inspires you to let your light shine?

Hi the name's Sheba, I’m a shy yet affectionate little gal. I haven't had a whole lot of human interaction in my life, so as a result I'm very timid and shy around new people. However since being here at Caring hands I am growing more used to people, and tend to warm up people a little faster now. When you come in to see me you might not be able to find me, because I love climbing in the bottom cabinet where I can relax in peace. Though when you open the cabinet, I'll more then gladly come out to see you. I like to be petted and even held for short periods of time, though when you are petting me make sure you move slowly towards me because fast movements sometimes frighten me. I was an indoor cat in my past, and would like to remain an indoor

We were blessed to have Miss Abby in our lives for over 15 years. Abby was 6 weeks old, 4 lbs. and a personality twice her size when we brought her home. Within days, she filled our home with an abundance of joy, love & laughter which we will always remember & cherish forever. When the difficult decision was finally made to let her go, we were able to feel relieved knowing she left us in the most peaceful manner possible, without the pain she had experienced for so many years due to illness, surgeries, and conditions associated with aging.

I don't know when this message will get to you. I don't know when I'll send it. I guess it will probably be over the phone because making you wait for a physical copy would just be really cruel. You see, yesterday I went off the rails. I exploded on you and then I poured my heart out to you. I have never felt such a huge wave of emotion in my life. When I poured my heart out to you, you comforted me. I wish you didn't. I really do. All you did was give me false hope for what was about to happen. After I came back and calmed down, I realized you still didn't care. You were just going to do the same thing and give me the same reasoning. I told you what I wanted. I told you that you could really do what you want. Instead of just agreeing,

“I’m here!” I say looking at her book and remember the great adventure I just had, “The most amazing thing happened! So there was this rabbit and I followed him into a whole and it went down and down! An--” I started.

I am 21 years of age with no one to count on, no hopes for a brighter future, and feeling all alone trying to be the best mother I can be for Abigail-Rose. I’m wondering who can help guide me through my journey of motherhood and as a young woman, where I try to be as visible as possible in covering my emotions through a smile. I’m trying to show that I am a strong young woman, yet I’m scared to do or say the wrong things. I desperately hope no one will ask me if “I’m okay,” because then I’ll burst into tears.

"Mrs. Henshaw, no matter what you may have read, Chris and I are dating, nothing more," Mary Alice said.