French Toast Short Story

The case of The Vermont Murder. Vanessa Vermont, a gorgeous woman found dead in her own kitchen, laying on the floor with a fatal head wound on the back of her head. Just recently she bought a new broiler and need and outlet over her kitchen counter, something her husband could do. And it is right where she was murdered. There is also a woman’s briefcase on the floor near the kitchen. Which means Mrs. Vermont was leaving, which in turn could’ve enraged the husband.

Everybody desires to be perfect. People long to have more control of their lives, yet life does not work their way.In Joan Bauer's short story, "Pancakes," he writes about a girl, named Jill, and how she manages her work at a pancake house.One Sunday when Jill was working, a group of tourists arrived at her workplace. Jill was the only waitress working at the diner so she had to balance her “perfect” way of work as new customers walk in. Jill tries maintain her “perfect” work, but the stress from customers caused her to fail at being perfect. The author’s overall argument in "Pancakes" is that it is impossible to be perfect through the use of foreshadowing, simile, and first-person narrative.

“Pancakes” The overall topic of the story is about perfectionism and how it affects a person. In the story “Pancakes” by Joan Bauer, the protagonist in the story is Jill who is a perfectionist. Therefore she tries to make the community exultant and make things flawless, consequently, in the story Jill was unsuccessful at keeping things faultless at the restaurant. In the story “Pancakes” the overall argument is no one is perfect and everyone needs assistance. The literary devices revealing the theme is imagery, characterization, and simile.

Whereas Connie is considered beautiful, June is seen as “plain and chunky” (496). Regardless of their differences, both girls have one thing in common, they both love to spend time with friends and Connie uses this to her advantage. On several occasions, a friend’s father has left them off at the mall, however once they arrive, Connie travels across the street “ to a drive-in restaurant where older kids hung out” ( 497). It is here that she comes into contact with her future assailant, but at the time she ignored his attention.

Once the alarm went off, both girls groaned wanting to sleep for another hour. Unfortunately, dinner with the Hollis' was happening very shortly. Both girls got out of their bed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up. Carmilla washed her face as Laura brushed her teeth, vice versa. Once they we're woken up, Carmilla walked over to her dresser while Laura walked over to her closet. Laura pulled out a lovely form fitting black dress that showed off her neck and her toned arms. Carmilla slid into her infamous leather pants, threw on a black tank, and topped it with a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. "Hey Laura, can you pass me my red heels?"

She hates her life in the mall and often wants to just go home. At home, there are more problems to deal with. Her heartbroken newly single mother (point to Mother’s picture) made a new friend named Lydia (point to Lydia) who’s slowly changing Havens’ s mom. Haven’s mom is newly single because the man of her dreams, Mac McPhail (point to dad) had found the woman of his dreams, Lorna (point to Lorna), also known as the “weather pet” to Haven and her mother. Her dad has been a newscaster for the sports for years. no one suspected a thing until the new weather girl came and there was a lot of chemistry on set. (point to the news set) She also has an older sister who’s named (point to Ashley’s picture) Ashley who is shorter, curvalicious, and gets a lot of boy attention. Haven had gotten sick and tired of all of Ashley’s boyfriends. Haven feels very ugly and gigantic next to her sister (point to the picture of the to girls) Ashley had finally settled down with Lewis Warsher (points to Lewis), her fiance, who is boring compared to her sister’s audacious personality. Lewis and Ashley met in an ice cream shop and it was

I woke up on the couch, screaming with tears running down my face. I tried to stop yelling, but I couldn’t. If I didn’t stop yelling Sebastian will wake up and then Lin and Vanessa will wake up and be furious with me. Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming from Lin and Vanessa’s room. Oh no, I woke one of them up, I quickly covered my mouth. I must look crazy, a teenage girl sitting on a couch disgustingly sobbing with her hand gripping her hand over her mouth tightly. The person who came out the Lin and V’s room was finally in front and I recognized the person as Vanessa. She sat next to me and swiftly encompassed me into a comforting cuddle position.

“Nuh-uh, hun. Come on, you gotta get it this time.” Arnold shook his head, and Connie found herself in the jalopy’s passenger seat. She turned around and her house was fading into a little speck. All she could remember was that her parents were supposed to be home in a few hours, and just a few minutes ago, just a mile or two back home, just a tick and a tock away, she could feel her chest heaving and her stomach twisting right behind a screen door with her eyes staring right into Arnold Friend’s face. Now, Arnold was sitting right next to her, humming Connie’s favorite

Here is my story on "TEMPLE of BOOM" about James Michael McLester, Troy Luccketta with the band Tesla and Laura Suarez, the living donor. Last four photo's are for City Background, Press Pass and the possible Magazine subscription ad you had mentioned using my photo. I

‘I came over to make sure you got back okay,’ she said. ‘I was worried.’ ‘No need to worry about me,’ he said, acting all weird. ‘But Miss Lilly, what on earth happened to you?’ ‘I got back fine. I got to the airport and a girlfriend came and got me…I didn’t

Gwen walked outside only to get a face full of the cool, cold breeze gliding across her face. She had on a lightweight, zipped up maroon jacket that still kept her warm despite its thickness. She also was wearing a dark gray - almost black - beanie her dad had got her the Christmas before he joined the army to go fight in Afghanistan. She’d had it since she was 14. Her somewhat medium-length bright, blonde hair went down just a little past the hood of her jacket. Being 17, Gwen hopped into her bright white 2014 Volkswagen Jetta - not the most spacious car in the world, but it got her where she needed to go. She set off to go pick up her best friend, Lauren, to set off on another adventure. The city of Cleveland was pretty busy this morning, yet it was nothing compared to New York City or Tokyo.

The knock on the office door was loud, urgent, and Father Flanagan quickly got up from his desk and answered. Right away, Clawd and Clawdeen came threw a very startled Valentine on the floor in front of Flanagan. “Here he is!” Clawdeen snarled. “This is the guy who raped Howleen!” Valentine

The motel didn't have free breakfast (and even if it did, the coffee usually sucks), so when the waiter -- Ted -- passed by, SJ ordered coffee and a chocolate chip waffle with bacon on the side. Two minutes later, coffee arrived. Ironically, world-class coffee critic Susana Jane could hardly stand the taste of the stuff unless it was completely saturated in sugar. Why she even bothered in the first place was beyond everyone.

Jodee went to Claire’s house and was amazed Claire lives in Plantation, her home is enormous, and the house is white, and the door is red with a glassed window. The house Jodee went inside the house, and she saw Claire. Claire kissed her on the cheek and said “oh my gosh you're here we are going to have a lot a fun’’ Jodee was already making her bed. Claire said “ who wants to play a game’’ then all the girls were saying “me, me, me!’’ Claire saw Jodee and decided to make her play.

Vista, California has this amazing Mexican restaurant downtown off of Main Street. She took the local bus near her apartment to this destination. This restaurant was Clarissa’s favorite establishment because of their homemade tortilla chips, salsa, and blended margaritas with salt atop its rim. As soon as she stepped off that bus, carefully with a pair of black ankle boots; suede, she stood for a few moments taking in the day and the warmth of the sun. Vitamin D from the sun was important to her. There were a few onlookers whose eyes crossed her path from the morning café across the way. The onlookers would have seen that Clarissa was modeling her best San Diego winter wear. Her ensemble included a white trench coat which was completely opened