Can You Be Honest with Your Friend

The Very Best Student Organization in the World This is a profile over something that most people probably know a lot about, or have at least heard of, but as I’ve come to find out, many people don’t know what it has to offer. The FFA started with the Smith-Hughes Vocational

“Where are they sent?” “Away, I’ve always obeyed so I would never find out.” She snickered and looked towards me, her eyes piercing my very being. “You look like you’d make a fine specimen, shall I take a closer look at

All of this Mama and Maggie bore as a quiet audience as they watched Dee’s show, but it wasn’t over. Although their kindness, and Mama’s generosity, was being strained, ‘Wangero’ paid no thought to them, and soon she found their limit. The weight of Dee’s act was setting mainly on the shoulders of Mama as she watched Dee prance around the house, belittling everything in sight as Maggie cowered in her fear and discomfort. However, as Dee set her sights on two special quilts, heirlooms that were promised to Maggie, Mama could no longer ignore the problem. Once Dee used her relationship with her to test the relationship between her and Maggie, she was forced to act and set things straight. Finally she saw the vast gap in fortune the two girls had, and how such expectation for disappointment made Maggie give up the quilts, what little she was ever assured. Mama knew then what to do. This ungrateful, insatiable girl could no longer feed off the two of them whenever she pleased, and so Mama cut Dee from her selfish fantasies. The second Mama told her no, Dee’s attitude turned an entire 180 degrees, but Mama knew what she was doing. So with nothing left for her at the house, Dee, and her unusual accomplice, left, but not without showing more condescension by telling Maggie what she could do to be better.

“well hello sweetheart, what are you doing here?” she said peering down at me in a nasally voice.

"Yeah. Right." Not dressed in that getup she's wearing. Her sweats look like they belong to someone five times her size.

on.” “Not ones our age.” I pegged him at no more than early thirties, but that could be due to the scruff coating his jawline. “I’m Rafe.” He kept one arm up holding his sign and lowered his

I wish I could’ve done something differently, I wish I knew my daughter had these crazy thoughts in her head. How could I have never noticed? How could I not notice the tension between my own two children. It all started Friday afternoon during lunch, Jill, Jack, my husband Jessie

“Okay I guess I can make an arrangement where you could go …..” “Thank you!” Mia said skipping passed the interrupted guard .Then they all set off for the office of Nancy Nickerson.

“Well, just look at you,” she said laughing. “I’ve never seen you dressed up before.”

“What is this?” said Trent. Now interested. “It’s an armor suit. Completely made out of some type of metal.” Trent stared at his trainer blankly. “So, what are you waiting for? Let’s see if this thing fits you.” Said his trainer.

"Yikes, don't give Dolls a room- his version of foreplay probably involves corporal punishment and interrogation." Wynonna teased and slugged back something that was cool down her throat but left an aftertaste like an ashtray. "I bet all the girls just crumble for him," She clicked her tongue.

“Kid.” He snorted and looked out over the city and the people therein. He probably thought she was a kid

As Chloe waited for Annie to get her lunch, she wished she wasn't FAT. Chloe was everything Annie was not. Annie was tall and thin. Chloe wasn't. her mom always said to NOT compare herself to other people, But, it's hard not to, and 2, how would know? She was home-schooled.

She raised an eyebrow at me. "One of the ten? Oh child, how little you know."

“But what are you?” she pressed for the third time in the span of the past few minutes, keeping her voice as level as possible. “Are you a great overgrown dwarf that has cut off its