Denny's Wife Monologue

There was a fire in Miss Maudie’s House and Mr. Avery gets stuck in the building. The fire started by Mr. Avery’s unattended stove overheated. A flammable object caught fire and set it ablaze. Most of the town comes to help Miss Maudie put out the fire.

As the blazing inferno calmed down residents of Maycomb saw the devastation from the house fire. The house, once owned by Maudie Atkinson, is no longer suitable to live in. Miss Maudie plans to rebuild her house and did not seem too distraught when her house burnt down. Several eyewitnesses said that they heard Miss Maudie say that “she hated her home”, and “planned to rebuild.” This combustion of Miss Maudie’s house took place in the wee hours of the night, and neighbors helped Maudie save her furniture. This took place the night of the historic snowfall in Maycomb. Luckily, the fire did not spread because the fire station responded exceptionally well and was able to extinguish the fire quickly and safely. No one was injured or harmed in the

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Now you’re going to slide your pistol toward me, and if you try anything, my men will kill you.”

“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.

Throughout the years my siblings and I have been in many different performances, whether for dance, tumbling, or acting. Now, with all these performances there have been at least a few mishaps. One particular incident I remember quite well happened when I was playing the role of Jo March in the play Little Women.

Kat’s hands trembled, and her throat threated to close off. He had to believe her. “Jake roped a calf . . .” She repeated the events of the shooting, tormented by her own confusion.

“[I] have a wife as miserable as [myself], [we] are so miserly that [we] conspire to cheat on each other.” (Irving 1).

“Why weren’t you watching her!” demanded Mr. Donovan. His face was red with fury, but suddenly got emotional. his daughter had died and know one knew who did it. He started bawling on the floor.

Out in the night Roger waiting for his next victim Mrs. Jones walks past and there he goes as fast as his small, nimble body could carry him, he grabs the purse and with all the weight of her unintendedly heavy pocket book and her heavy self he fell fast. Roger starts to understand what just happens, but it was too late, he was already being held by his collar. Roger started to feel hot in the face in which he figured they could easily see, but all he wanted was to be let go. Mrs. Jones started ranting again about how his face was dirty, but that didn’t matter to him, he had even told her he wasn’t hungry that was a bad lie, he was starving, but no matter what he could not change Mrs. Jones mind he was going home with her to wash his face and eat some nice food he stared at the door as she turned him loose but he didn’t run so he washed his face. Roger sat where she could not see him and decided to move to show trust.

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.

This past Winter Miss Maudie Atkinson house caught on fire. Many of her neighbors got up in the middle of the night to help Miss Maudie get her furniture out of the house. The fire department got there in time stop the fire from spreading throughout the neighborhood. Unfortunately Miss Maudie’s house burned to the ground.

One of the fire department members was standing outside of the front door saying that something was wrong, that there was a fire. My brother grabbed his phone and called my dad. I threw on my fire pants and gloves and went inside. It hadn't quite crossed my mind what had happened yet so when I saw that the floor was pitch black, I thought it had gotten painted and no one had mentioned it. It was so dark and foggy inside that I went for the light switch. They didn’t work, but then I noticed something else. The cobwebs near it were covered in soot. That’s when I realized how much trouble we were in.

Stonewood gestures to two of his men. “You, two, take her back to her cell and seal the room. And you, two, go and pull the oxygen from prison. Make sure it looks as if it was a malfunction. People will question if she’s dead if it’s just her.”

Fire trucks immediately arrived on the scene. This was not much help because the town fire truck could not function correctly that night. The truck had stopped working that night due to the cold. A group of men had to push the truck to Maudie’s house to try to extinguish the flames.

Felton wasn’t really interested in Halloween. And in a town like Salem where crimes were rare, the uniform was as good a costume as any. His partner and ME were already there so he went to them for enlightenment, “Cause of death?” Detective Barry replied, “Bitten by a vampire I suppose.” With an incredulous look on his face he turned towards Barry but then the ME who was examining the body called him. There were two jagged holes at the side of the victim’s neck which in fact did look like a bite mark. “So I guess we can say for sure it was murder.”