Harry's Monologue

Once upon a Time Under the sea lied a sponge.The sponges name was Harry Sponge. Harry has been working at the Rusty Krab.

“Oh, but, why would you need to. Yeah! Why would you do that when you just could go home and use your phone, since you were the one that stole your phone.” I retorted.

“You know, George, sometimes you really make me mad” said Millie. She turned, grabbed her purse and car keys, and walked out the back door, slamming it behind her.

“Traveling the world together would be so cool.” LT squeaked, laying on his back with tiny paws over his bulging belly.

“You seriously don’t want him to see you. Try going in through the window on your right. The lock should be broken.” I stumble over to the window, prying it open wide enough for both of us to get through. Both of us hit the floor hard, not expecting the floor to be that far down. We creep around the building we were in, Witter directing me

"Samantha really can't find out. She'll be so smug that I messed up on the second week." I groaned, hugging my knees, "I have my keys though, so at least she can't give me that "this is why you don't keep your keys in your ignition" speech."

Freedom is a choice. A choice that can either set you flying up the sky, or will drag you to the ground. Harry Scott had everything he desired- the money, girls, but most importantly power. . Everyone assumes he is satisfied with his life. However, in reality he is sucked into a dark abyss and toxicated with betrayal and hurt. One woman destroyed him completely. Kate Henderson was once Harry's girlfriend and once his happiness. It's funny how one person brings the light out of you, but the same time brings the worst out of you. Harry did everything to ensure her happiness. Life was getting better for Harry. He finally gotten what he lusted for a long time: love.

Being in a play was the last thing on my mind. The first thing that came to mind for me

"What if they find out our past" jasmine ask while we are putting our books in our locker

When Harry arrived at the hospital it was too late. His father had tragically died to a seizure. Harry’s heart sank. All the things that he never got to say to his father, now he’ll never get the chance. Harry had so much to say, It would take him hours. Now Harry can never tell his father what he wanted to. Harry wanted to get out of there. He sprinted out of there wailing for everyone to hear. Harry after a while ended up back at the shop. This was the quietest and loneliest it has ever been. Harry walked over to the counter. It hadn’t changed at all. “Where’s Harry” the bird mocked him, “Miss him.” Harry realized what he had done and so he decided to start running the shop, but every day after school he opened of the bird mocked him and

I turn around to face him. “It wasn’t that hard. He’s the only one who’s been helping you.”

“Five more minutes,” I respond, while rubbing my eyes, then rolling onto the “cool side” of the bed.

“You weren’t going to tell me. You were going to sneak out again. You know how I feel about you. You know I would go crazy if anything happened to you.”

So this story will now be in Harry 's point of view, just so you guys have a better understanding on how he feels, about how he was raised, and how he feels about the test for finding a dom!

Harry comes back from the doctor's appointment feeling light. He saw his babies again and this time they were moving a lot. He can't believe he's really carrying two tiny human being that need him for everything and that a year ago weren't even a thought. And now they're the most important thing in his life.