"Come on Phil," I heard a familiar voice and stopped dead in my tracks. It could be, could it? No way. NO WAY! I reached over to Carissa who's attention was averted else where and whispered " Dan and Phil just walked in be cool and act like you don't know them," she looked up from the shirt she was folding and a slight squeal erupted from her mouth as she saw the two tall, pale, Brittish boys, who had just entered the store. We where the only ones there at the time except for our boss who was probably sleeping in his office so Carissa and I were alone in a store with Dan and Phil. "Breath," I had to remind myself, "they're just people, go talk to them!" "Um, do you guys need help with anything" I said acting as cool as I possibly …show more content…
That's how I felt in that moment. I don't care if it doesn't make sense, the only word that can explain how I felt was 'dying.' I walked over to Carissa and she urgently wispered "So?" "They need Fall out Boy shirts for a party," I replied, having a mini phangirl attack. I looked over and they were standing in front of the dressing rooms and Phil motioned with his hand for me to come over "Can Dan try on his shirt? He's really picky," Phil asked. " Of course," I replied, with a bit to much excitement in my voice. I reached around my neck for my key chain and unlocked the changing room door and opened it motioning for Dan to walk in. He said "thank you," looking up from the ground and half smiled at me, making my heart melt and my soul shatter into a million pieces. Then we both reached for the door handle and our hands touch for the smallest fraction of a second , we made eye contact and the world froze. I didn't think about Phil or Carissa standing only a few feet away string at us, or about my report that i had to write for my English class. All i thought about was the brief feeling of his warm soft hand against mine and his beautiful, smoldering brown eyes staring back into mine. "Sorry" we both mumbled pulling away as the world came back into motion. I stood there in a daze at what had just happened. It's like that moment in Cinderella 3 when Cinderella and the
On Death and Dying By Elisabeth Kubler-Ross For my book review, I read On Death and Dying, by Elisabeth Kubler-Ross. Dr. Kubler-Ross was the first person in her field to discuss the topic of death. Before 1969, death was considered a taboo. On Death and Dying is one of the most important psychological studies of the late twentieth century. The work grew out of her famous interdisciplinary seminar on death, life, and transition. In this paper, I give a comprehensive book review as well as integrate topics learned in class with Dr. Kubler-Ross' work. Like Piaget's look at developmental stages in children, there are also stages a person experiences on the journey toward death. These five stages are denial/isolation, anger, bargaining,
The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail. (excerpt-Faulkner's Nobel Prize acceptance speech)
She smelled of cherries and vanilla, and I smiled softly to myself. Because it was the last time I was seeing her, I was glad it would have been a beautiful scene to watch from afar. Soon I would move on to my twelfth time. And Ryleigh would be okay. She had to be.
Responsibility Imagine that you’re an amateur mountain climber but one day, you decide you’re going to climb Mount. Everest. Imagine training for months climbing smaller mountains, hiking, and going to the gym so you have some kind of preparation. Soon, the day comes to go on your journey up the mountain. However, to your surprise, the continuous training turns out not to have been enough.
The first draft of the Declaration of Independence was written on Dutch hemp paper June 28, 1776. Until the late 1800s most of the paper in the world was made from cannabis hemp fiber. Henry Ford created a car completely made out of hemp in 1940 that was 10x stronger than steel. Cannabis Sativa L. more commonly known as hemp has thousands of uses. Hemp was a big part of the country until 1937 when the Marijuana Tax Act was created. Why is this plant illegal? Why is it not grown in every state in the U.S.? It’s because many people have little to no knowledge on what hemp actually is or what it can do for the economy and the earth. The legalization of hemp could create a ton of jobs and be very beneficial to the
"I know some people. This isn't really my scene but…they needed some help. For the show tonight. Nothing else," Blaine adds quickly.
First, After hearing that Jerry has no mother, aunts, or uncles, I thought to myself, why would Jerry lie to me. That magnificent child lied to me. As I went outside I saw the dusk sky the wonderful dark turquoise, coral, and crimson sky. It was getting late, so I went inside the cabin and rested for tomorrow.
I am one of the few lucky people that have never experienced the death of a close loved one. For this reason I have decided to choose option two. My favorite childhood cat died when I was younger, and I can still remember what those following days felt like. I feel like I deal with death in a different way than most people. Of course I feel sadness, but I don't feel like I express it in a way everyone else does. Another reason for choosing option two is because I have recently had experience with a friend going through depression and contemplating suicide.
Dying was never a good thing, especially when they were someone that you had kwon for such a large percentage of your life. Killed in cold blood was an expression that I knew rather well, it was an expression that I had caused, the amount of people I had shot, stabbed, struggled or whatever else was a huge amount. It was something I wasn’t proud these days, but I use to be so glad when I saw a face of someone I didn’t like lying at the bottom of my feet. The expressions frozen on their face forever. I remember when my dad died, I was eighteen I never got to say goodbye, and the body was lost. Loosing someone wasn’t as bad as seeing everyone else who was still here expression.
I managed to make very few promises in my lifetime. The majority of them were with my mother, her pleading eyes telling me to stray away from things that could "harm" me. Usually after the first week or so it was broken, and the guilt washed away in time, but when Ruby Ramirez made one with me I knew I would have to keep my word.
“Oh just a few friends of mine” he replied with a hint of a smirk on his face.
There I was, moments ago, on my deathbed at twenty years old moments ago and now here . Too soon to go some would say and it looks as though some greater deity agrees, because here I am waking up in the bed I slept in when I was five, i looked around for any hints to what was happening and saw a scroll with my name written in calligraphy.'Ruby,' it said, 'as you may see you are not in Heaven or Hell. We feel as though you had gotten on the wrong path by one minor mistake. You were supposed to sit with your neighbor, Leon, your first day on the bus, but your bus driver changed the seating arrangements too late for us to notice. That was a mistake on our part, you see when humans are born they get assigned a group of our people to help guide
Watching the minutes tick down, and they seem to be the longest minutes of my life.
The sound of running water was coming from the bathroom. Quinton slowly opened the door.
When ey awoke, ey felt as though ey was being embraced. Making em wish ey would never have to leave. Moreover, with the darkness that lay ahead it was all the more enticing. But, ey knew it that ey would get nowhere except the afterlife by laying here, so ey sat up; as ey did so, however, a pained wince managed to escape eir visage. Considering the bright red that filled eir line of sight ey could guess why that was.