Craig Crow Monologue

Getting to know Sydney made me realize a lot more about life. Going into college I felt agitated because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, and maybe moving here was a mistake, but Sydney reassured me. Although tomorrow is a mystery, we need to have faith that it’ll bring us exactly what we need. Her story of having a youth full of uncertainty and now having a life of complete sense has given me hope that I will be okay, and to just enjoy today and it’s opportunities.

After this me and marry had several children but sadly over five died I'll name off my most memorable ones. In 1843 Charles Brown died of a new sickness and the following nine weeks Austin,Sarah and Peter Brown died of the same sickness. Though in December 1843 Anne was born then June 1845 Amelia was born last but not least September 1846 Sarah the second was born. Then on November 8 1846 Amelia died in a scalding accident. After this me and my family had a tavern and sheep farm in Ohio,but then we suffered severely in a depression and moved to Kansas for the cheap land and came out of debt by starting the same two business there. After these events me and my sons went to Harper's Ferry Virginia then in October 16 1859 me and my sons raided a supply outpost there but all died except for me witch then I found out one of them betrayed me and I had a trial but was hanged two days after. I John Brown was now a hero for the north but dead to the south I am sry my sons but I did this because I had thought I was Gods

Embers flew from the campfire, and into the starry night sky; meanwhile, the campers, Jackie, Carl, and Jim, sat close to it for warmth. “Now who's ready for a campfire story?” said Jackie. “You can sometimes go a little overboard, so Carl is taking the wheel.” Carl continued, “Once upon a time” Jim screams, and Carl rolls his eyes at Jim, “May I proceed,” He responds rhetorically. By the time Carl finishes the scary story, Jim has already dashed into the tent, startling his dog, a basset hound named Roxy. Carl along with Jackie look at each other in regretful worry, as they walk towards Jim's tent.

The furious winter swindles our space by wearing its spurious faces and sending the echoes of a promising message over the sea. Today they will get the satisfaction they need and tomorrow your doubts shall outstrip the benefits of a prime litany. As for them who distance themselves from failing company expansive time exists although the alimentary rudiments will trigger their senses with false alarm.

Twenty years ago Jimmy Wells wanted to meet me at this place twenty years from now. Now he has caught me because he knew I was a thief .

Inspector Male, I just wanted to reach out and let you know the amazing efforts of Andrew Crowe and Greg MacArthur on Monday December 28th. Sorry for the long winded e-mail but I think it’s necessary.

When Max got home from school that day he dashed straight up the stairs to his bedroom. When his brother Jason saw this he got very concerned and ran to see what

"Man I hate that stupid Mr Stanley," he muttered. "I'm going to get him back!" Lennie pondered his revenge. Then it came to him in an instant. All he needed to do was to get home to his computer. He began to sprint, as fast as a bullet, through the streets, getting closer and closer to his house. He didn't want his parents to see him so he silently climbed through his bedroom window near the corner of the house. He logged onto his computer and immediately got down to work. He worked and worked. He worked until his skinny, little fingers down to the bone. His prank was going to go down in

I thought one of the saddest things i had ever heard was when Coleman told me he doesn’t know if he feels anything but I think it maybe sadder that I’m losing faith in everything. It may not actually be any sadder but it is definitely hitting me harder than that did. I am so lonely in this world and I desperately need someone in my life that can help  me change that. Since I realized how officially done he and I were I’ve gotten super drunk four times and cried like a baby each time worse than the one before. I don’t even remember the last one and that’s not me. I hate not remembering and so fully embarrassing myself along side that I’ve pissed Dawn off and no one else even likes me well excuse me plenty of guys like me but you know what they

Timmy was scared out of his mind. Right now he is tied up in the dark closet downstairs. A few minutes ago he was going tell his parents to turn down the TV. But stopped when he noticed a group of toys standing. It was the toy he wanted and the rest of the set.

As they walk up the driveway, he hears a dog start to bark and run toward them. The boy says, “ This is Toby! He's my own dog. I feed him, bath him, even sleep with him” He sits there, staring at the boy laughing and petting toby. He thinks about how his mom used to play and rub on him too. He then is suddenly interrupted by the boys mom. She shouted, “ Ronnie, who the hell is this boy? He ain’t one of your school friends?” The boy responds, “ No momma, this here is some boy I found in the woods.” His mom responded, “ Okay, y'all boys need to get in the house and clean up, suppers in thirty minutes.” He stood there frozen, supposed by the fact that the mom didn't think twice about some random boy coming over. The boy then waved him down to go inside and clean up. When he went upstairs, he noticed all the deer heads on the wall. Once he got upstairs, he ran to he sink. He put his hands into a bowl, scooping water into his mouth. Once he got some water, he took his clothes off and hopped into the tub. He sat there, contemplating why he didn't turn around. What made him think it was better to run away from his

Oh, no. Here she comes. I hope she doesn't pick her again out of all the pieces in her collection we’re the most worn. It's 7:30 a.m. on a Monday morning marking the 2700th time I've been worn since I’ve been here. I don't mind, though being one of the most worn pieces in her collection. I don’t recognize this new fragrance it’s softer and has a youthful scent

Summer break came, we finally had an actual plan to meet him. The day before we planned, Yumin brought a huge old bag to pack our things. We decided to bring our own stuff to rescue ourselves. I went back home and brought out everything in my room. I took a flashlight, water gun, the comic book, “How To Rescue”, and my teddy bear.

“You like being insulted and dominated, you dumb bitch!” I yell. “You are the kind of guy that would let me slit his throat without a damn fight...” I smile. “Actually, maybe I SHOULD slit your throat and eat that fucker alive right in front of your eyes so for once in your goddamn life, you'd know what it's like to feel as powerless as I do every damn day since the incident!” I throw the baseball bat against the wall, frightening two or three unkillable spiders out of their fissure.

It all started about ten hours after noon. There we were, Dylan, Eric, and I, trudging through the woods of Minnesota. As I was younger than Dylan and Eric, I tried anything and everything to keep up with my cousins. I would take the dumbest dares or hurt myself by doing the stupidest activities. When it came to this old, white, run-down house in the woods, well, that was my first time fearing for my life.