Bethettes Monologue

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

Selene looks around the dark Badr, the place she’s always called home. With it’s dark purple grass, navy blue circle buildings, and the glowing yellow wall surrounding Badr, the setting made Selene shiver. But sometimes, well most of the time, she’s wondered was there a place with sunlight, was there a place where it’s wasn’t always night? She would ask her two friends Molly and Marry the twins, but they would call her crazy. So Selene would just stargaze and think, wonder, and hope. Without any siblings and since her parents were divorced Selene did that a lot … just lay on the soft grass and stargaze, feeling a cool breeze come through. Alone by herself just the way she liked it, with no one around with in miles. To Selene it was perfect. ZZZZZZZ

Hello my name is Madelyn Johnson, I attend Bartels Middle School and am a 11 years old. I have played ball ever since I was little and fell in love with it instantly. I would watch the Brewers all the time and they give me motivation. I really appreciate how many of the activities are involved around children. I wish I could go to more games in the summer.

The thunder clapped against the sky, sounding like thousands of galloping horses. There was no sign of human life except for the truck and luxury horse trailer that zoomed by. Hard rain hit the trailer, making loud thuds against it's rusted metal. A young teenager with brown curly hair, freckles, and blue eyes sat in the back seat of the red truck. The girl glanced at the camper/trailer behind them and sighed.

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

Throughout the years my siblings and I have been in many different performances, whether for dance, tumbling, or acting. Now, with all these performances there have been at least a few mishaps. One particular incident I remember quite well happened when I was playing the role of Jo March in the play Little Women.

Out in the night Roger waiting for his next victim Mrs. Jones walks past and there he goes as fast as his small, nimble body could carry him, he grabs the purse and with all the weight of her unintendedly heavy pocket book and her heavy self he fell fast. Roger starts to understand what just happens, but it was too late, he was already being held by his collar. Roger started to feel hot in the face in which he figured they could easily see, but all he wanted was to be let go. Mrs. Jones started ranting again about how his face was dirty, but that didn’t matter to him, he had even told her he wasn’t hungry that was a bad lie, he was starving, but no matter what he could not change Mrs. Jones mind he was going home with her to wash his face and eat some nice food he stared at the door as she turned him loose but he didn’t run so he washed his face. Roger sat where she could not see him and decided to move to show trust.

I keep pretty quiet when it comes to Alba, Brandyn and Dave’s biological relationship. I try not to get involved and tend to bite my tongue when I see you, time and time again, over stepping your boundaries as a step parent, but this has nothing to do with their relationship.

Upon the clearing of the smoke, the scene of a gruesome battle appears. Furniture haphazardly toppled over; shattered glass daring anyone to step foot on the floor; clothes strung out everywhere. At one glance one might think that this was the work of a robber; but upon closer inspection, it is realized that nothing of monetary value has been stolen. The scene shifts to earlier that evening where a party was in full swing. The smell of alcohol seeping into every piece of fabric in the room. The sound of loud music vibrating the very core of every living person within hearing distance. There is an immense amount of people crammed into the tiny living room and red, plastic cups scattered throughout the house. All throughout the kitchen they lay; the trash can filled to the brim with these traitorous cups. The red appearing to be the color of hell fire, calling the sinners to

I knew the moment I saw her bent over the hood of her car on the side of the road that Layna was trouble.

Richard and I go to breakfast and we talk, or should I say Richard talked about his job,money and even about the damn Market crash. While he was talking,I kept hoping James would come in to save me. Breakfast ends and we go our separate ways.

My name's Madelyne (more commonly known as Maddie), I was looking at your profile and become interested in being an Au pair for you in 2017. I would love to get to know you and your family, not just from a profiles explanation.

It's true my intentions are dark, but I am what I am. I prevoke the weary wails of mothers; the sniffled sobs of children. I come when the sky is inked, and lurk behind shadows when the coral sun paints dusk.

Dorothy, Dorothy oh Dorothy can’t you see? You’ll never meet a guy like me. Everyone else is simply too the same. Think out of the box, don’t be ashamed!

The rain hits me as if it is resentful of me! The sun tries to sear me like I am the enemy. What is wrong with me? Why do they stare day after endless day? The people pass by, they stop then stare point and ponder. I can only wonder, do they know how much angst I feel? Would they even care? If I only knew how long it had been since I felt the warmth of love on the inside, I would tell you. I cannot say.