During the summer month of June 1830 it was very hot and sunny. The hot heat was beaming down on my head as I was working in grandma’s garden picking some peas for dinners. Every summer I always end-up at grandma’s house. She always wanted me to help her with choirs around the house during the whole summer. Well, I realize this was getting very bored to me. I wanted to have fun like my other friends, have during the summer. So I decided to ask my parents can I go to my auntie betty who live in Mississippi. I haven’t never been there before, I felt now it’s time to go there. My auntie Betty is a very wonderful person. She has no children she always like to cook different kinds of foods. She always prays over everything she eats. She said …show more content…
On the other hand, I was not fan of the honey glazed biscuits, but my father loved them and could eat a whole basket of them. Meanwhile my mother called for my father and I to come eat, from the kitchen, her voice ranged out among us. Therefore, my father and I race like two cheetah trying to see who can get their first. My mother would say you two slow down the food is not going to grow legs and run away from yawl. We always laugh and smile at mom then she would point father or I to pray over the meal that night. Next as we sat at the table I decided to ask my parents what day would my adventure to auntie Betty begin. Surprising my father told me once morning reach around eight a.m. him and mother would proceed to take me to auntie house. Next after dinner my mother told me that it was my turn to wash the dishes and put them.in the dish rack. After washing the dishes, it was time for me to run my bathwater for bath time. This task at hand was my time to relax, unwind and to wonder some more about how my adventure would be like at auntie house. Meanwhile I heard my mother call for me in the distance in the house. I just shrug and pretended not to be hear my mother. Although this type of behavior from me bothered my mother she calmly came to the bathroom door and open it. Then she would say. “Young lady get out of the tub like I said the first time. “Following the statement she would say to me to hurry up and get ready for the bed. Nerveless,
Bahauddin grabbed for a place to rest his hand while he lifted his feet, climbing through the shaft, out of the caverns. Every crack of stone was filled with overgrown moss, As he rose, he could see the sky was just before nightfall. The only sound around was the howl of the wind, and the keys clanging against each other like a windchime during a breezy spring afternoon. Ascending up the shaft, he was cautiously concentrating for each and every placement of his hands and feet, careful not to slip. Bahauddin’s hand grasped the top of the shaft. The sky was painted with brush strokes of blood orange, reflecting a glare off the keys. Outside, it had looked like a warzone. No buildings fully structured, not a person in sight, just crumbs
What does it mean to invent something? Has anyone ever truly invented anything? Wikipedia defines invention as “a unique or novel device”. At Dictionary.com the definition is better described as “U.S. Patent Law: a new, useful process, machine, improvement, etc., that did not exist previously and that is recognized as the product of some unique intuition or genius, as distinguished from ordinary mechanical skill or craftsmanship.” While the patent office is filled with so called inventions, many that were never produced, some argue that the ideas were either stolen or just evolved naturally out of other people’s research. From the unknown inventor of the wheel, to Ford, Edison, and Steve Jobs, you can find brilliant applications of technology, but have these people actually invented anything?
Santa Clause leaned his head against the sled, letting out a long sigh. It had been a tough evening so far. The northern hemisphere was down, but he still had one more hemisphere to go, and he had no idea what might be in store for him there. Santa’s thoughts ran to-and-fro from what if I never reach all the kids on time or what if the kids begin to lose faith in me? So, he quickly picked up his reins and gave them a slap, “whoop, whoop,” he called out to his reindeers, but exhaustion was creeping in. He noticed the fluffy clouds taking the forms of little children and candy canes, train sets, and teddy bears. His eyelids grew too heavy to keep them open, and his head dropped to one side. Santa fell into a deep slumber…
Each reader if effected differently by the texts they have the opportunities to study and to each the most influential authors and texts will vary. Throughout the study of the school year and the many texts represented in the curriculum several can be seen as exemplar texts which have made an important and lasting impact on society and literature. In consideration of this fact, five texts stand above the rest including The Iliad, Plato’s Republic, Beowulf, Paradise Lost, and A Modest Proposal. Each text influenced the world after it was written and continues to be taught in great detail, separating it from texts of lesser importance. The emphasis of these texts throughout the curriculum is clear and continuously these texts and their authors reemerge in other works of literature. However, the influence and importance of each text can only be determined by the readers as they are the ones to feel the effect. It is these five previously mentioned texts that possibly have had the greatest impact on the culture, history, and literature of not only their geographical locations but on the world as a whole.
Obediently, Blondie increased his speed and – I noticed – his pleasure. His mouth was opening soundlessly now, another sign of his enjoyment I knew so well. He was breathing heavily too. Felatina kept him rowing and rowing, to the point where I thought he was going to spray his love juice. However, the potion was working well and although he showed all the physical signs of being close to orgasm, the actual event was not happening. I smiled at Marianna as we giggled about what kind of sensation that must be for a man.
awn approached. Young Queen Audra referred to this time as the quiet hours, the time of day when all fell silent and most people remained locked away in restorative sleep and pleasant dreams.
“This is stupid,” Rafael groans as he and Sonny enters the changing area of a department store
“I can’t believe they don’t have any plum cake,” Jack Dandy said angrily, looking at the plum cake decorations hanging above his head. “I can 't believe they don 't have any either! You should talk to the store owner, Venny, I bet he has some hidden somewhere for himself!” Handy Pandy said with his hands behind his back. Venny tries to see Handy’s hands, but his view is obstructed by a shelf. “Okay, good idea. Hey, Venny! You don 't have any plum cakes!” Jack said forcefully as he hip-hops over. “Woah there, calm down it is just a plum cake, but there should be some right over there by those shelves,” Venny says. “I was just over there, what do you think you can lie to me right to my face?” Jack said, outraged. “Excuse me, sir, but you
He ended the kiss, but pressed his forehead to mine, as we both tried to regain some control. “I think,” I said between breaths, “you want to fuck me up against your car.”
I frown. He’s lying. Anyone looking at him could tell he isn’t fine, but before I can say anything Adam pushes himself to his feet. When he walks forward, he leans into the wall and lets out a groan.
I don’t know how I got to where I am, but I’m here now, and I have to win if I want to live. I am in a game, and in order to live, I have to escape. That’s the thing, though: I don’t know how to escape. I was running for my life around this old house that looked like it came straight out of a horror movie. I doubled over and held my head in pain as I saw the static, which meant it was coming. I was being chased by what looked like a person but in no way acted like one. Just as it was about to appear, I saw a box underneath a table, in a room that looked like the living room. I quickly grabbed the box and, as it appeared, I slammed my fist down on the button on top of the box. As a large plume of smoke erupted from the box, I figured I had a chance to run. I took this chance to run back to where my friends were, though when I got there, all that happened was my friends and I crouching over in pain, holding our heads again. This time there wasn’t anything I could use to escape. Now I was curled up on the floor waiting for this thing to eat me, as it was kneeling over my trembling body. I saw a glowing green necklace around his neck , and I thought that this was my ticket to escape. I grabbed the necklace, brought my leg up and kicked it’s torso as hard as I could. I held the necklace, grabbed my friends and somehow teleported out and back to the military base where we worked.
“I was thinking we could go out to The Grand tonight for dinner then stay at the boat,” Jamison suggested over the phone.
“Brrr.” I shivered when I stepped into the shallow water. After 30 seconds, though, I adjusted.
I awoke from the same Nightmare that I had woken up from for the past twenty years.
It was already dark outside after an overtime shift at work, I couldn’t find any ride