She watched him, almost observing him like he was an animal in the zoo. Her gun was held tight in her hand, reading to aim and fire. But some small thing held her back, she searched for what it was. She had killed Evan, but it was dire and somehow, some small part of her thought she could escape without absolutely having to kill him. Now she had to kill this guy, she had to because in her chest, she wanted to. And she found him surprisingly calm, ready to accept his fate, but not without a glare on his face, ready to drag her down to hell with him if he ever had a chance. She aimed and fired, shooting him in the forehead, his head falling back with blood flying every which way. She stared down at the body she created. Somehow, in her head …show more content…
She had since patched up the wound that she felt oddly prideful over, but wouldn't admit it. She had time to herself after her daily work routine, walking down to the local 24/7 store to pick up some drinks for the a night of movies and drinking alone. On her way back she ran into Michael. She was taken aback for a second, not only because it was odd to see a man like him among the residents of Sandy Shores, but also because it brought her back to what seemed like forever ago. Seeing him only with a gun in his hands and dragging her out of a bar she had been destined to die in. Seeing him again brought a strange mix of anxiety and gratitude inside her. Michael was the first to speak, seeming about as surprised to see her as she was him, “Wow, glad to see your still alive.” She couldn't help but crack a bit of a smile, “Yeah, I'm surprised as you are. What are you doing here?” She paused for a second before speaking again, “Trevor, right?” He gave a short laugh, “Yeah, Trevor.” He sighed, apparently his situation not as humorous as he tried to play it off, “He fucked up really bad, we have to stay here for awhile until everything calms down in Los
Her whole world was crashing down. It what seemed like only a split second, her best friend’s father had been condemned to death. Someone who she considered to be like a father was going to be taken away, ripped away from her.
BANG, BANG, the gun fires off. She knows what she has done is wrong, but she did not know what to do, he had to pay for what he has done. She stands there looking at his cold lifeless body lying on the hardwood floor, she sees blood leaking onto the floor. She cannot stay here, she puts the gun down beside him and flees, she does not know where she is going, she just knows she has to run.
Chris raised his glass high in the air, sloshing a little bit down his arm. Dan chuckled as he raised his as well, along with Louise, Cat, and PJ.
I rushed over to her. For the first time since she was taken, I felt like I could breathe again. “Thank goodness we found you. We’re here to rescue you.”
It’s late late evening, as I weave through the crowd of people gathered in Central square, eager to enjoy something after such a long day working in the factories and mines. I push my way through the crowd, finding the open spaces between people and pushing my way through if there are none. Behind me Alec and Adam walk at my heels, their heavy breaths, mixing with the sound of State propaganda blaring from loudspeakers that line the roofs of the buildings.
“I was shocked, that’s all.” Ella told him as she tried to keep her breath calm.
“It’s very nice to meet you also. I’m so happy to have the opportunity to work here.” She then turned to Gretchen and made somewhat of a side comment, “Wow he might not be a prince,
“I don’t want to leave,” Jared said. “I like it here. I like the way we are together, here.”
When you are outside during night time and look up, you see thousands of stars of sizes, and color. Sometimes if you are lucky you get to see planets that also glow brightly such as Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and so on. But there is one thing that is hidden from the naked eye and can make any of the things I mentioned, disappear. That thing is called a black hole. I am studying black holes because I want to find out how they affect us now and in the future, in order to help my reader understand I will explain how a black hole works, which will be useful to understanding how they can be used for space travel and how they are in the center of every galaxy.
The room around her started to spin and everything went black. Eva slowly opened her eyes and the room shifted back and forth. She stood wobbly. She didn't know how long she'd been out. The old woman was lying on the floor next to her husbands body. She shuffled over and felt the woman's pulse in her neck. She didn't have a pulse. It was then that Asia noticed the gunshot in the back of the old woman's head. She sucked in air and let out a whistle. The gun was on the floor near the woman's body. She had a bad feeling. Her clothes were in disarray and her hands flew to her pocket The cigarette pack was missing along with the key. She slowly arranged the woman's body closer to her husband. She sat back and tried to clear her head. “What the hell happened? A weird ringing in her head broke her silent musing. In the distance she heard police sirens. The blood slowly drained from her face as she grabbed the gun and bolted for the door. Someone was watching her.” She felt a weird cold shiver creep up her back..
Michael chuckles lowly at the awkwardness, but he returns the greeting: “Hi. I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
She then let out another meow and purred as she arched her back, rubbing herself against my scratched up legs that were now beginning to itch something fierce. It was at that moment, after having just dawned on me, that I hoped that I hadn’t walked through poison ivy at some point.
The sniper’s face was contorted in a creased grimace, which showed off two clenched sets of stained teeth. He began to run aimlessly, strengthened by fear and guided by instinct. His mind was elsewhere,
Just a hundred years ago in 1915 was the time Einstein created his theories of General Relativity, thus the makings of what is known today. These theories helped predict that black holes actually occupy the universe vastly (Wiki authors). Because black holes are virtually invisible to the human eye, since not even light can escape their clutches, it is hard to understand something that can’t be seen or even assume it exists. Though the concept of black holes can be traced back to 1795, to Pierre Simon Laplace, who originally proposed the idea. It was Karl Schwarzchild to be the first to start proving black holes exist from the research of Einstein and others (Freudenrich). This was just the start of black holes becoming a major focus of astronomers and astrophysicists globally.
At the apartment she lay on the couch, and he carefully joined her there. As he stroked her hair, her trembling slowed. He had no reprimands for her. Granted, she’d done something stupid, but hadn’t he done stupid things his entire life? How else could you describe living as a hitman? And had what she’d done been so stupid really? Trying to leave a totally screwed-up situation to get back to a normal life?