Collette Monologue

He awoke in the dampness of crimson amidst the hustle of the guards outside. “A white rose!” “The prophecy!” the peasant women mindlessly screamed in unison. He waited until the night’s 11th hour. By now the Princess rested in the highest tower of the castle, locked away from the dangerous world, yet so oblivious to the dangers that which fated the rest of her life. Silently the peasant journeyed outside, where he stopped at the wall of the tower where she lay. He watched her in the darkness from below, lifting his face to her, letting the light rest on his every surface of darkness. The night was cloudless. The winds wailed between the motionless oak trees as its thin branches clawed out, ever so slightly disturbing the leaves with its hostile screeches. Not the thick moss of the trees nor the damp leaves squirming in his toes could distract the peasant from so enticing a scent. All that encircled him was the sweetness of lavender and rosewood, filling his entire being as he sunk into the grass, like sand washed over by the water, with every breeze passing

I'm sorry for not being your voice when you needed it to scream, I'm sorry for not stand up for your rights, I'm sorry for not being strong enough to stop the abuses, I'm sorry for not being strong enough to stop the bullying. When you needed me the most I kept myself in silence, afraid of what it might happened to you and still couldn't be avoid it. We've been together since we were born, and we've had to learn to grow together, to learn together, to love each other despite the pain, the struggles, the obstacles, the grieve, the loneliness. I know my apology is way too late, but it is important to me to let you know how much you mean to me, I had to learn how to appreciated the woman you’re today. The woman you’re today is stronger, wiser, intelligent, sensitive, kind, tough and funny; basically, all the things you’ve always aspired to be, you’ve made it!. If I have to think in a

I was in juvie ready to be discharged out and ready to go to my home town. Who was there? Well I really didn't really know till we got to go to the game room person who i met his name was dominic he gave me advice to behave and try to do what they would tell me to do and then I met the bad girl my friend Brianna and the other one Abigail, also Gabe well he was more quiet. Why was I there for my bad decisions in life and that ended me in juvie. When did it happen… 23 August 2017 Where did It happen at At a parking Lot. This why you kids i'm not saying i'm the best person i'm not a angel but who said Someone can’t change their lives around it's possible people always be judging well I learned something if you're going to do something bad don't

I’m holding my beautiful wife in my arms on the living room floor, I’m running my hand across

Feeble, isolation and dreaded anticipation. I will describe my sadness as death by a thousand paper cuts. For every time I remember that my little boy is leaving me, possibly forever, another cut is sliced across my already weakened heart. None are enough to kill me, but powerful enough to deeply scar. My stinging heart clenches at the thought of the risk that he is putting himself up to. Slowly, I lift my trembling hand with the sellotape bandage wrapped around it, and limply brush off as many white cat hairs as possible. Holding back the temptation to graze my nose across the tip of his and run a hand through the gelled blackthorns of his hair. I attempted to distract myself by smoothening out the creases in the uniform. Can’t the clocks

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.

Goldie laughed warmly at Edmund, no malice in her tone, shaking her head. "Of course I concern myself with your Papa! I can only imagine what he thinks I must've done to you to keep you out here so late, and after being so kind as to offering me a

How long have I been here? How long since I gave up my pride to grovel at the feet of ---? I used to be proud of who I was. I used to be free, but I’ve fallen, slowly stripped bare of all I was and could have been. I resent

Trenor laughed, "It's two in the afternoon, Countess." She watched as he opened her wardrobe and picked out a dress-pant outfit that would show her as the monarch of Monarch's Glenn. "Ah, here we go. A rich pine

That intimidating girl, twirling her hair, crossing her arms, and snazzy fake glasses. Nah! Shonster we’re not fooled! We love you regardless though! Our little baby has grown up; she learned how to cook vegetable kugel and was even promoted to head OKA! Shannel, we love your chilled personality and desire to make every person feel comfortable. You are the number one person to talk to whenever we’re having a bad day or something’s going wrong. Not to mention world’s best target buddy. As the youngest of the family, Shanshi has no choice but to follow in her sister’s footsteps and be pampered by her older brothers, who do everything for her. No wonder she is the laziest of the bunch-her 95 year old Polish cleaning lady does it all! Except when it Speaking of dreams that never happened…. Shontelle’s many attempts at dieting fail the minute she walks past sandwich bar, but she never wastes her money on drinks, because they’re frivolous, of course... Our dear Rosita is a budding shadchan, guitar expert, renowned performer, junk food specialist, and above all, professional song writer! Shayri comes up with random obsessions that that we all get dragged into as well. She knows all of the hock about Miami/Yeshiva Boys choirs and the Kinderlach. With her construction worker hands, Shanina finds the best rings to accessorize with, always adding more to the collection. Our dear bob banged Ramona has spent a lot of time perfecting her looks for all places and occasions, as

Today I was called to go to my house. When I got there my mother tells me, "someone is here to see you." A man told me to go in. When I went in it smelled like blood and roses, and also there was a little white haired man in the chair. When he turned around looking at me with those snakelike eyes. The person was President Snow. I was speechless and I couldn't believe that he is here. He told me to sit down. Then he told me what is going on, "I have a problem, and it all started when you pulled out those poisonous berries." People think it was a act of defiance not an act of love. There could uprising in district 12. I said,"What is to prevent, say, an uprising?" Then my mom brings in some tea and cookies. President Snow said, " Did your mother

"Such a beautiful creature." Startled slightly, Adela looked to the voice that had spoken to her. Neatly combed black hair arranged itself around a perfectly angular face. Butler's clothing adorned the tall and lithe frame of the man, his maroon eyes locked onto the feline in her arms. A young boy, obviously his master, stood to his left. Richly dressed in shades of blue to accentuate his eyes, the young lord looked rather annoyed. His one blue eye was narrowed.

The sky is terse as if it were painted cobalt blue, a hymn to life. I'm walking with uncertain steps to the TLC, wrapped in a woolen cloak like a witch fallen victim of her own spell. It's one of those days; a tiny homunculus of the caves, survived the

“Damn straight,” Charlie mumbled. “Sorry,” Scarlett shrugged with a small smirk on her face. “I thought that you kissed him by choice. I started to think that everything Trent was saying about me was true,” Charlie turned around to look at Scarlett. He had blood on his face

She sat down on the bleachers on a bright sunny day and began to feel anxious as she thought about her results to see if she got accepted to Clark. Some part of herself was unsure of the decision she was about to make once she got her results. The