Amethyst Monologue

Hi Alice! How are you doing? Fine? I hope so.

Her mother painfully leaned forward as the carriage rolled to a stop again, and pressed her lips to Abigail's forehead, and pulled her into a brief hug that was stronger than her mother's arms had been for a month or more. Abigail clutched her, refusing to cry, refusing to make her mother''s last memory of her one of weakness. "I will. I love you ... Mother." Then she was drawn away by Brigs'

Jeannette was lit on fire. Her body was burned and she had to go to the hospital. She was making hotdogs in the kitchen as a three year old. Her mother was in the other room singing and painting. Jeannette bent over to give her dog a taste of the hot dog and her dress caught fire. She screamed and her mother ran in to help. Rose Mary tarnished the flames but Jeannette received hospital worthy injuries. They put her on a bed of ice while assessing her burns. “One of them squeezed my hand and told me I was going to be okay. “I know,” I said, “but if I’m not, that’s okay too.” The nurse squeezed my hand again and bit her lower lip.” (pg. 10) Even with the chaos of being rushed to the hospital Jeannette still remained calm.

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.

As you walk down the ally it rains, it is night you should not be out here everyone knows that except you. You are just visiting from acrost the bay. Tonight while walking back to your car, you relise that your car was stolen. All that's left is your keys in your right pocket next to your phone and a peice of gum. Then just as you think that it just can't get worse, a mugger comes up from behind you. He puts his gun to your stomach and says " We both want something the other person can provide, I want money and you don't want to get filled with led, so..." after that all you hear is a scream. You look up and all you see is somthing unhuman this creature had long pointed ears, it had wings that were 6 ft across, and you can already see the

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

I grew up dancing and tumbling at Judy Murtaugh dance studio. I was consistently surrounded by bethettes at a young age. Growing up, my passion for dance grew, and so did my dream of being a bethette. My dance teachers always encouraged me to tryout once I was old enough. My first year of bethettes has been the best time of my life, although it was also one of the hardest. During this past season, I lost my mother. Everything in my life seemed completely chaotic, except for bethettes. Bethettes was the one thing I still had that made me genuinely happy and helped me through this difficult time. The girls were so supportive and the squad leaders were so inspirational. All of the squad leaders called me and came to the funeral. They constantly

I am a stump no leaves for me I sit as low as the grass, no longer am I a tree I was chipped at chopped at killed and gone And now I sit here on your lawn I’ll never give up I’ll reach to the sky Though the weeds and moss cover me I’ll still have to try My life is ruined my beauty has shrivelled

She is very imaginative, and she starts to hallucinate at the yellow wallpaper in her room, she swear she can see a woman trapped. As

Him and his sister went to separate foster homes and when he was older

family. On her way she saw a naked man holding a piece of iron over his

We’ll manage a shawarma, fried eggs and a touch of cheese on the side, hope the Turkish coffee’s not too bitter, well… maybe then some green tea,

A reporter stood, having run out of patience, and took everyone's attention. " The streets are filled with so much unspeakable grief and death, and you talk about good relations. Everyone knows you are here to taunt us further and to make fools of us! You work your satanic ways to commit mass murder; then you pretend you are some saint who is here to help us.

Like Diadem, I feel I've suffered an awful name as well. Delainy. I've renamed myself, Delphi. Don't ask why. I liked it. Don't judge. I feel the name Delainy never suited me. Sure it’s pretty and all, but I don’t see myself as just a pretty face.

She then told her that she had visitors, and her aunt and uncle came through the door. They interrupted her thoughts, because their faces were red, most likely from crying. They brought her flowers, and set them next to her bed. None of them knew what was going to happen next.