Adie Fierce's Monologue

The rain had just stopped pouring, and we had all gathered in a park nearby, as a makeshift memorial for Johnny. It wasn’t really a funeral, we didn’t have the budget for that, and it wasn’t like his parents cared enough to give him a proper goodbye.

The days seemed to go by slower and slower each day. Empty dark rooms are

Daniella Owusuwaah Ashley Dunn THE 191: Section K 28, April 2015 Avenue Q: Sesame Street Meets South Park Avenue Q is a laugh-out-loud, fast moving musical that is an adult version of Sesame Street that address racism, pornography, homophobia, and the parable of finding one’s purpose in life through satirical songs. On Friday, April 17, I saw Miami’s production of Avenue Q directed by Ms. Saffron Henke at the Gates-Abegglen Theatre. This unique show uses puppets as a shield to explore issues that are often hard and sensitive to talk about; it’s easy to talk about racism when it’s through a puppet. I believe that the goal of Miami’s production of Avenue Q was to present and educated to the community and the students about issues such as

All types of communication interaction involve two major components in terms of how people are perceived: verbal, and nonverbal. These cues such as facial expressions, posture, verbal intonations, and other body gestures accompany our words in order to create a clear message. Every person is continuously communicating even when they are not saying a word, thus, it is possible to send an exclusively non verbal message but it is not possible to send an exclusively verbal message. Nonverbal cues in the interaction are always more powerful indicators of what a speaker means and what the speaker feels because non verbal cues have not been learned and therefore are not manipulated. In the movie Victor Victoria, nonverbal cues

It wasn’t enough that at sixteen, Ava’s life had become as gray and bleak and lifeless as a winter tree. But, the day she was bitten by a fox, she knew things could only get worse.

“I was aboard a plane the same night for the Lackland Air Force Base outside San Antonio.”

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.

Brittanie left for Sam Houston today, and I couldn't be more excited and proud of her, as she opens up a new chapter in her life. I wouldn't trade having lunch dates at La Madeline, struggling with chemistry, or having our 10 seconds of fame on the big screen at an Astros game for anything else. I'll see you soon,

has spent a lot of time perfecting her looks for all places and occasions, as

"Ava... Ava." I hear my name being called and I groan at the intrusion of my sleep. I turn over to my side and bring the blankets up, covering my face completely from the morning sun.

At a young age I became acquainted with life's greatest pain. Loss. My parents, the Heroes of Alrudia, went off on a mission. It wasn't that difficult a task for Luiknights of their grade and they had two additional teams to go with them. But, they never came back. I remember that day. I opened the door and came face to face with a grief stricken man. The fact that I recognized the man was a bad sign. I knew immediately that something was wrong. It was the hardest I've cried in my entire life. I thought the grief would last only a short time but it stuck with me. It devastated Jas. Then and there I knew I had to be strong. I had to be strong for her. I thought that if I hid my agony, buried it deep within myself, that I could move on. Oh how wrong I

Inspector Male, I just wanted to reach out and let you know the amazing efforts of Andrew Crowe and Greg MacArthur on Monday December 28th. Sorry for the long winded e-mail but I think it’s necessary.

Maxie came into our lives November 20th, 2013. My sister found her on the side of the road. My dad told us that we couldn’t keep her because we already had too many dogs. We put up signs and uploaded posts on facebook asking if she was anyone’s dog. No one claimed her and she began to grow on everyone. Before long, she was a part of our family. We all loved her and couldn’t imagine our household without her. She was this little blessing that found her way into our house and I will forever be thankful to whoever’s dog she was, for allowing us have two years of joy with her.

Slender, yet tenderly framed, set against a backdrop of greenish tinged bald cypress trees, the yellow paint color gave it the appearance of being a peaceful, serene home. It was tall and elegant- its intricate ironwork along the balcony and lower porches, reminded Thomas of houses he had seen in New Orleans. He was thinking of renting it as a temporary residence for him and Allie to live in while they were in Charleston. He was still hesitant about taking her with him on his frequent outings where lately he had to slip out through Elliot’s Cut, to the Stona River and then out to the Atlantic from there to keep Yankee patrols from catching him. For the past three days, they had stayed aboard the Spitfire, sleeping, eating, talking, and making

I am extremely disappointed in your behaviour. Your father rung me as soon as he found the house empty and the twins crying out for you. You should've considered your actions and what risks you were taking. If you had talked to me, we would've been able to negotiate the party and you may have been able to go. If you don't communicate with me, you won't even have a chance of being able to go to parties in the future.