I Love Monologue

It wasn’t always easy. As a matter of fact, it was never easy for us. I’m sure you’d have agreed. Surely it was tough for you to let us go, but I want you to know that I’m thankful you did.

I need you home now.” This was my wakeup call and I knew that I had to hurry home. “I’m coming home now mom. I’ll be there in a bit. Everything is going to be alright.” Keeping my composure I went to the NHS president and told her that I had a family emergency and that I had to go. For some reason she was giving me a hard time about it but after seeing my eyes she asked if everything was alright. I just said I had to go and she finally let me go without asking anything further of me. I darted out of the cafeteria doors taking a right on the first floor hall way on the east side of the building and then a left I went through one of the schools entrances on 59th court. I live on the same street as the school just three miles away. At that moment I felt stranded. I did not have my “proper gear” to run it as fast as I could and at the time for some reason I did not bring my car to school. However, I knew I had to get home fast so I took off. As the cars passed me I lost myself in my head. I was not crying or even sad. I was unsure of how I should react. Then the thoughts of what if I never get to talk to him again ran through my head. That is when the tears started to pour down my cheeks as I continued to pant.

Black stage two stop light one two figures dressed in black. On the floor in fetal postions

Hello Robyn! I've read about running, it is not simple at all, I thought running is just left foot, right foot, breath. But actually, it's science!

It was a late summer afternoon in Crenshaw Los Angles. The sun is setting and I was sitting at the stairs of the two apartment building I lived at. I was waiting for my dad to return from work. Down in the street gust of wind blew torn paper into spirals. The sun was shining through the bright blue empty sky making it hard to see through the distance as the light shines through my eyes. My father was walking towards me with the harsh light of the sun outlining his body. As my father began to come closer to me the sun began to set even more. Light fading away as soon as my father stood in front of me. As he stood in front of me I was able to smell the fresh paint that was stained on his pants all the way up to his neck. He then squats down in

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble It hard to be in this all alone in this ruble So many of my peers doing years beyond drug dealin

“She asked for my forgiveness, Rosie. And I gave it. But I’d forgiven everything she’d done, and everything she could do long before then.”

Lela could had asked to join the group of children like everyone else did. She could had asked aloud, but she was too scared to ask to join. She need to work on the pragmatics skills that use appropriate strategies and body distance and personal space. I say this because when she kept running back and forth may left a negative effect towards her peers.

I have finally finished the excruciatingly painful amputation of my left leg following my horrendous case of trench foot. I honestly wanted to cry, I’m sure death is no where near as painful as the pain I will be forced to endure as I carry on through my life. The way they sawed through my dead leg as though they had no feeling of remorse. The look on their faces screamed “this isn’t my first time dealing with something so gruesome.” The way it plopped into the “doctor's” arm as he was cutting through the remaining pieces of living flesh. The way the people around me were staring in shock… you could see that look of horror, that look of “this can happen to me”. Haha, I guess I can’t blame them too much as I would do the

It was Monday morning, and I still couldn't stop thinking about what happened on Friday night. It was crazy, stupid, and just unforgettably mortifying. I kissed Jason Pierce, the player, and he kissed me back.

"Little Miss Florence, hold your knives with bliss. Don't let your heart falter, don't grimace at hell. Open your eyes, open your arms, open your mind to the death of a thousand men."

Was dispatched to the scene for a 50 year old female cc of trouble breathing. En route dispatch information was given that pt had been having shortness of breath; hx of asthma and inhaler was used prior to calling EMS.

Henry motions for you to come sit by him on the couch. " y/n I love you more than anything, don't ever forget that." You shake your head as Henry started to lean forward and soon enough his lips were on yours and you were sharing the most passionate kiss with the love of your life.

You’re amazing. You seem to always see the bigger picture. You have excellent taste in music and understand everything the artist is saying. I like you from the little blond spot that you try to hide, even your messed-up hip. I like how you don’t care that I act like a little kid and say “promise?” You make me happy or smile when I don’t want to. I like your weird accent and your green eyes. I like how you call me beautiful and not hot. I like that you try to teach me french. I like how every time I say “fuck you,” you say something funny that constantly makes me smile. I like that you get sad when you miss me. And that you get jealous of my bear ,he still doesn’t have a name. I like that I can tell you anything and you will always make me

In the following day, I got up early, rain still poured that makes road muddy, missy like a chocolate. Mamma and Papa called me, Maribel, come on over here, I replied, yes Mom, handed a money, she said, budget it wisely, don’t bought that is not necessary, I said yes Mom and thank you. Words that comes our in my father mouth is that “I don’t want to heard that you got a boyfriend, it will destroy you, you went to school to get education not have a boyfriend. I replied quickly… no… no… I will not do that… I saw my Papa’s face worried and fear like a sunflower turned leaves to brown and some are black. Trust I never seen in his face.