Carson's Wife Monologue

“ I’m very sorry Carrie...” is what the doctor said; she knew it was coming, that he was going to say it. “I’m very sorry Carrie; you have been diagnosed with cancer.”

Scene: Came back home, Eric admitted that he raped Eva Smith while drunk. Mrs. Birling cried for what has happened, so Sheila took Mrs. Birling to the drawing room.[the candlelight was shaking in the shadow, the second hand on the clock raping quietly.]

Early that morning, newly hired park ranger, Jennifer Flores, stuffed a banana into the blender and mixed up a high energy chocolate drink. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was clean and free of makeup. She was dressed in a black jogging outfit that hugged her body tightly and showed off her shape. She poured her drink into a glass and guzzled it down like she was in a beer chugging contest with her sorority sisters.

“William! Get back here! You know that’s Melinda’s land!” Carefree young William raced through the field, closing in on Melinda´s apple orchard. Melinda was the evil fairy who owned 25 acres just outside the town. On her land was an orchard. In this orchard grew the finest apples in all of England. These large, sweet apples were desired by any who laid eyes on them. The only problem was Melinda… She cursed anyone who dared step foot on her land, especially her cherished apple orchard.

“You guys want an ice pack?” asked Grace. “Yes!” exclaimed Ashley Nohl. As a group, we all agreed that it would be best if we went in and relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. On the other hand, just as you thought things could not get any worse for Ashley Nohl, it does. Her foot slips through the ladder, making so one leg was on the trampoline and the other leg was beneath the trampoline, along with her hip on the bar of the ladder. Delaney and I rushed over to help her out of the strenuous position; above all, I mostly did it, because I felt bad for hitting her in the back. While Ashley Nohl is stuck, Grace and Sarah are on the other side laughing their heads off about what they had just witnessed.

Suspended as you are in the capsule, a half-corpse, a modern lich desperately grasping at life through death, I know you cannot read this, and that you will never read it before the capsule becomes your coffin.

Today Miss Orbach had to do two things, she has been putting off cleaning the kitchen and mopping the boys floor. I started off by having Susan put Lucas inside his playpen. She was not sure whether or not this was going to work. I told her that it is a possibility that he won't stay in there, because he is used to being able to get to her when he feels like it. I said that and it will also be a distraction to ask one of the other children to watch him, because Lucas is not their responsibility. She as to figure out a way to manage the situation on her own.

I appreciate the call back, earlier today. I have sent out a new check for Terri Clark. The new check number is #327964. It should be arriving no later than Wednesday evening or Thursday. Also, I the check for Linda Sowell was sent out in the same fedex envelope from Friday. If you need anything, just give me a call. Have a great day.

We were blessed to have Miss Abby in our lives for over 15 years. Abby was 6 weeks old, 4 lbs. and a personality twice her size when we brought her home. Within days, she filled our home with an abundance of joy, love & laughter which we will always remember & cherish forever. When the difficult decision was finally made to let her go, we were able to feel relieved knowing she left us in the most peaceful manner possible, without the pain she had experienced for so many years due to illness, surgeries, and conditions associated with aging.

The interviewers definitely don't ask the right questions in my opinion and when that whole darkness crap came up neither of them questioned as to why she doesn't believe that it could've come from Hayley. I couldn't go to comic con for TO I already know that, haha. Phoebe literally has nothing bad to say about Hayley which is a first because of all the TV shows I've watched they at least acknowledge the character's shortcomings.

You sink into your mattress, forgetting about all the stress you have accumulated that past week. Every aspect of life seems to be harmonizing, with baby pinks and vibrant oranges of the sunset peeking through your curtains. As you lay there, you notice the fluorescent glow of a notification illuminating the room. You regretfully pick up your phone and tap the yellow and white icon, anticipating the devils that will pounce out of the app. You then stare… questioning the worth of opening the snap, and hesitantly click the red square in the corner of your screen.

OK damn man. Ok I’m just going to give you general details. I already told as much as I’m going to tell you about Friday night. On Saturday we party on a boat with these fine ass women, however Luther didn’t go he was too hung over, so we left his ass at the

It was a dark morning full of nerves and an eerie silence. A silence that comes on the verge of something big. It was as if the universe knew exactly how important today would be for the future of the young girl who sat in the giant conference room at the Marriot Hotel in Salt Lake City, Utah. She looked out the large glass wall at the city she called home six months out of every year. As she looked, she thought about the long hard journey that brought her to this very decisive moment.

I stuck out like a sore thumb when I first arrived. Clad in a pair of wimpy canvas shoes, a fluorescent orange uniform with the name of a previous occupant sewn across the breast pocket and a nametag bearing what little self-preservation I had left, I was predetermined to become the next new laughing stock.

There are six plates on the elegant dinner table and I sit right in front of Tori and Natasha who are sitting right by each other. Is this the time where Natasha confesses? She didn't quite clarify when she would and I don't want to be caught off guard if Natasha gets upset. Tracy props up a chair right next to me which makes me huff out of annoyance. She intertwines her fingers and gives me her evil smile. If she hates then she shouldn't be sitting right next to me unless she's planning on doing something that going to cause hell and I'm going to get in trouble for it.