I 'm Pretty Hungry Thanks

I had a pretty normal childhood. That’s how these memoir type things start right, saying how wonderful your life was until the big bad mental illness struck? Technically, I am not supposed to be writing in narrative form, just keeping a thought record for my session next week with my therapist, but that gets a bit dull. I decided to write down everything from the beginning to keep myself entertained. My therapist isn’t going to be happy about it, but I am still a bit unclear about what automatic…

who have been married for a long time with their significant other. The couple knows almost everything about each other is a good thing, but a spouse might use this to their advantage to also annoy their spouse. According to Elizabeth Weil, “I have a pretty good marriage. It could be better. There are things about my husband that drive me crazy” (par. 1). Some of these could be that one of the significant others could say or do something that may annoy their spouse, not cook dinner or take out the…

Hey, I 'm home." Lucy’s voice echoed throughout her apartment, but there was no response. She eyed last night’s dishes stacked haphazardly in the sink. Then set down the case files she’d brought home with her. Stomach rumbling, she walked to the spare room. Her fiancé had a guitar slung around his shoulder, favourite pick in hand. "Oh, hey babe," he said. His speech was muffled by gritted teeth that held a pencil. "What 's for dinner?" she asked. He stared back at her blankly. "For Christ 's sake…

I have had a pretty good life. I was born healthy and I have friends, family, and everything I really need. I’m a petite, sixteen-year old, white, girl with deep brown eyes and golden brown hair. For the most part, these are things I cannot change. I have a complex and colorful personality with a depth that most people hardly see. Who I am comes from all the people I have met, all the places I have been, and all the times I have had to restart. I did not get to have a say; it was decided for me…

etiquette. “Hello? Can you hear me?” “Yes, I can hear you, who is this?” Julie asked. “I 'm Gwladys, I want to talk to you about your brother, open the door and let us in.” Julie shivered involuntarily and covered the receiver with her hand. “Show me the hallway outside my door.” A screen on the wall changed views and showed an empty hallway. Julie said, “If this is a joke it isn 't funny.” Then she hung up the phone. It rang again almost immediately. “I 'm pregnant with Angaros ' child.” “That 's…

arms were so sore from pulling back the water as she looked down and the water seemed only ankle deep under her now and the land was just about reachable. She got up and stepped into the clear water. And walking up onto the sand, she the island was pretty small-- and deserted. She pulled her raft up out of the water in case she needed to use it again. Well, looks like I’ll be here for a while and need to set up a place, Beth pondered as she started reaching out and grabbing small pieces of driftwood…

heavy sigh. “I need to know the truth.” Reluctantly, Mr. Cooper nodded. “Cassandra died a long time ago and I promised Cathy I would never talk about it to anyone. I’ve already said too much.” “She died the same day as Mom,” Becca pointed out. “She died the same day I was born.” “How did you know that?” he asked, peering down at her. “You’ll just have to trust me, because I can’t say.” “Did Cathy say something to you?” “No!” Becca quickly answered. “And she can’t find out I know. I don’t think Ashley…

“Hello, I 'm a Mac... and I 'm a PC” But who are you? You have been listening to the quirky duo fight for almost two years now, but have you picked a side, are you still on the fence or could you not be bothered? The twosome at the forefront of the ‘Get a Mac’ campaign have made it far from easy to ignore, in fact this campaign is proving to be one of a kind. This contemporary campaign has broken barriers and garnered success economically, culturally and internationally all the while reinforcing…

like.” “Thank you, I almost thought that I might end up sitting in the floor, the class is completely full. My name is Alex by the way.” “I’m Abdullah.” Trying to gather his things to make extra room for Alex, Abdullah closed his book holding it reverently in his hands. The title was engraved in gold lettering and flowing in Arabic script. Either the classroom is getting smaller or the people are getting bigger!” Alex joked as he got settled. “You are the first Abdullah I’ve ever met. Did I pronounce…

"I 'm crazy." Lollusuwe said. "I 'm climbing for something that probably doesn 't exist." "Wow. I almost fell." He said scared. "Climbing the most highest mountain in Zaumtia...the boss better be happy. And I hope this project goes well." "Nelunwov couldn 't exist. A man who is that powerful could have never been alive. Especially, how the stories went. How he caused so much chaos." "It 's so cold and the temperature is unbearable. Ugh...I should catch my breath." He paused for more energy.…