Jackie Laurel Monologue

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

My name is Jack Roosevelt Robinson. You may know me as Jackie Robinson. My passion is baseball. I played in the Negro Leagues for a little while. Not long after playing with the Negro Leagues I was chosen by Branch Rickey to help integrate major league baseball and to play for the Montreal Royals. This is the start of where history was made.

We were both crazy, and stayed high off each other. She was the electric that brought my guitar to life...but a blade killed our bond..and I was the one holding the knife. I arrive at the studio with Dre, and with a promise of a 'reward'.

Hello my name is Madelyn Johnson, I attend Bartels Middle School and am a 11 years old. I have played ball ever since I was little and fell in love with it instantly. I would watch the Brewers all the time and they give me motivation. I really appreciate how many of the activities are involved around children. I wish I could go to more games in the summer.

The beginning I lived in a little town in texas only having 250 residence and i was one of them just at the beginning my adulthood and I finished school just 3 years back. I had life going great until that night when I died and it was all caused by my rival “Willy Morgan” when he came to my house looking for a fight and i gave it to him it was a fist fight it was the brawl of the century until Willy took out a knife when i saw the knife I quickly grabbed a glass bottle and whacked him right on the cheekbone causing a deep cut on his cheek, blood dripped on the floor boards he was furious he stabbed me once in the heart and it was over. Now that i’m a ghost I’ve dedicate my whole life to haunt Willy Morgan and that’s just what i’m going to do

Once we got to the school Chelsea parked her car and got out her heels clicking against the pavement. "Let's go ladies I don't want to be late it's bad for my- our reputation" she says with a quick smile. I rolled my eyes getting out of the car and pulling my bag over my shoulder. "You should put on some mascara" Bethany says pulling out her makeup bag. "I have some on" I quickly respond, "suit yourself, lashes are a big part of looking good" she says shoving her makeup bag back in her purse. Gaby silently exits the car and scurrying over next to Chelsea and Beth.

“Shit… Fuck… What did you do?” She mumbled under her breath as she pushed the male from the generator. “You fried it… How did you do that?” She turned her head to look over at the male, her brow slightly raised. “I thought I told you to keep an eye on it so it wouldn’t overload?” She turned around not allowing the man to answer her questions, she could careless what excuse he had. She throw her hands up into the air, a groan escaped her lips. She squatted down and began removing the front of the generator that protected the circuit board. “You better pray I can fix this.” She stated in an annoyed vice.

I keep pretty quiet when it comes to Alba, Brandyn and Dave’s biological relationship. I try not to get involved and tend to bite my tongue when I see you, time and time again, over stepping your boundaries as a step parent, but this has nothing to do with their relationship.

The flood of emotions tumbles out. A stream of questions, one after another, is rapidly fired at him - where did he go, why did he leave, and most importantly, why didn’t he say goodbye? All this time she’d spent waiting in the past, suspended in time, unable to receive any semblance of closure or composure. All the pent up emotions rush out of her and guilt flashes in his eyes. "Let’s go inside first,” he says, “I’ll explain what I

I met Jackie only a few times and I wished I had grup own up with her. The times we would spend with each other was filled with fun and laughter.

"I can't believe you still haven't kissed a boy yet Dorothy", my best friend Margarita complains.

I walk out of the private jet and got on my car that was already parked outside

Even though she has amazing grades, she still has so many friends. Elle always sticks out from the other kids. Everybody can count on Elle. She can turn a person’s day from horrible to great with a few words. If she puts her mind to do something, there is no way to stop her. Elle portrays kindness to everyone. She withholds a huge heart. While the tennis team rides the bus to Texarkana, mostly everybody falls asleep, but Elle. Elle chooses to do her homework instead. Elle uses her time very wisely, and she doesn’t waste a second. Colby Puckett’s day was horrible. So Elle comes and talks to him. She ask if everything is okay and Elle tells him everything will be okay and that she will be there if he needs anything. Once the bus arrives to Texarkana, everyone gets off the bus. All the tennis team walks to an area and stays together, but Elle walks up to the Texarkana team and talks them and wishes them good luck. Elle has a big impact on Colby Puckett's life and the lives of many

I was pleased to see what you took away from the book. For you, it can be translated into your personal and professional life. It may particularly come in handy when you start working for DCF.

Reese zipped up his suitcase, and put it near the door in his disheveled room. He then began to pack his backpack with his laptop, phone charger, camera, and other essentials. Marie began to walk down the hallway upstairs to Claire’s room. “Claire, are you packed yet?” asked the mom. “Not yet, ugh I can’t find my makeup bag!” whined Claire. Claire was fourteen years old. She had long, blonde hair and was tall and skinny. She was very popular in her grade. “It’s right here hun” Marie said holding up the bright pink makeup bag. “Thanks mom” exclaimed Claire as she packed it in her