Johaly: A Short Story

“JAZMINE!” Mom screamed from her bathroom. My eyes slowly cracked open. The shower could be heard slowly turning on as my mother got ready for the day. The sun was shinning through my curtains. Why didn’t I shut them the night before? I glanced over to my nightstand,

I knocked on the glass and he waddled over peering through it at me before opening it. "Bye Benny,

Stepping off the gangplank of his beloved Apache Arrow onto the dew soaked grass, Wyatt paused as he extended his arms over his head and clasped his hands together. Groaning loudly, he proceeded to stretch his sore, tight muscles in a ballet like pose, that surely would have inspired a wise-ass remark from Jolker, had he been witness to it. Kneeling for hours, in that cramped mechanical space had taken its toll on his big, athletic frame. Now he realized why most mechanics he had met, were men of a smaller stature, then his. Jolker couldn't fit in that small space, until Wyatt had removed many of the smaller parts and components.

I gave him a hug from the back. He almost fell backwards, good thing I was there to keep him from falling. I dug my hand into his back pocket and grabbed his wallet. He turned around so fast I almost dropped it, but managed to hid it in my sweater.

The next day at practice I did not even want to go outside. It was raining again and I knew I was in for some mean looks from my four by four team. You ready to go outside. Daniel held into the locker room, No I mumbled back. It was a learning experience Janye there will be another meet. What if I never get to run that event again, the coach y thinks I am terrible. We have to go out there and stay focused and be better than were yesterday all we can do is try right. I gave her side because that was the same exact thing I said to her the other day. She pulled me up and we walked towards the track. I when we reached the poly track the coach came over to talk to me about the awful hand over. I stopped him before he could lecture me on the importance

He profusely apologizes to her and to show that he would never do it again, he saves her from being bit by a rabid dog. In the process the dog bit him and he fell ill. Many weeks had passed and symptoms started to show. Janie would confront him about this but he would brush it off so that she wouldn't worry and feel guilty. But because of this, the injury had gotten so bad that he was deteriorating mentally and that would slowly start to scare Janie. He felt more paranoid and because of this he started sleeping with a rifle, and accusing Janie of things she promised she would never do, like committing adultery. Because of this, he tried to kill her but she got the willpower to save her own life and shoot him instead. In that moment, she truly

“Please! I can’t breath!” Again, her words were lost in the sea of voices. Suddenly the swarm quieted and Ren spoke with malice and venom pouring from every syllable.

Alys ran through the street, holding a coat above her head in attempt to shield from the downpouring rain. Holding all the rain it could, the coat dropped all the water on to Aly’s head. She stopped under the archway to a shop and ran a hand through her white-blonde hair. The rain had taken out the curls and made it shoulder length.

As I stood over him, confusion overpowered my hopes and positive attitude. I hugged my brother and sisters, my mom and dad, and my grandmother as we said our last goodbye.

Janie attends Joe’s expensive, extravagant funeral. On the inside, she feels happy and relieved. On the outside, she puts on a sad, mourning face. As soon as she gets home, she burns all of her hair rags. From that point on, she wore her hair in a long braid down her back. Joyous with her newfound freedom, she realizes she hates her Nanny for how she raised her. She hated how she was raised and how she was forced to be married for no reason other than status and financial security.

There once was a man named Jo Krystall. He was a great man. He was a real mate. One day he went to school.

Ace took the brunt of the pandemonium when she ran through the gate. In its place, silence settled. From their knees, Looey’s people shifted and steadied themselves against the gravel.

"Not tonight, Laney, I told you. It's gotta end, doll. I'll make partner soon - I have a reputat..." the door closed with a sudden rush behind them and out of earshot.

Emma and Alyssa especially helped me through it. “Mom where are you?” I screamed across the house. I began to get scared “I hope she didn’t hurt herself!” I began to think, pray, and hope mom didn’t hurt herself. As I was walking to go check for mom, I began to remember where Jacob always stood in the kitchen, He always stood in front of the coffee pot smiling, with his hands in his pocket. As I stared into the driveway, I saw mom in the driveway with slow tears running down her face. I walked over to her as if the world was in slow motion again and gave her the biggest hug i’ve ever gave someone in my entire

No, I don’t think this is at all treating Jami differently. In fact, I’m honestly surprised she interpreted it that way, and I believe you used it as an excellent opportunity to explain to her how her words affect you.