Justin's Traditon: A Fictional Narrative

“No.” She shook her head, pressing her lips tight as she looked across the table at me. “He didn’t like the food. He didn’t ask about me.”

“We have somewhere to be.” Malessica said. “I’m in the city all the time, you can take pictures any other day.”

“I already told him I'd go; it can’t hurt to see what they have to offer.”

Tense, unhappy eyes. “I'll be back” He followed me wildly into the kitchen. “Oh, God!”

Flavius Anicius Julianus Justinianus (sometimes called Flavius Petrus Sabbatius Iustinianus) was born in 483 C.E. in Tauresium, Dardania. He was a Latin-speaking Illyrian born into a peasant stock family. His name Justinian is a Roman name taken from the emperor Justin I, his uncle, who adopted him. When he was young, he and his uncle moved to Constantinople where Justinian received an excellent education, but he was said to have a bad accent when he spoke Greek. Justinian was sometimes referred to as “The Last Roman”, which means that he was a man who embodied the values of the ancient Roman civilization.

Met with Justin's foster parents for one hour. Foster parents report that Justin has been more challenging for them since the last time we met (9/3/15). They say his primary challenging behaviors are that he likes to be in control and always asks why when being told no. Donna and Verlin report that it is draining for them to explain to Justin why they said no. Therapist encouraged Donna and Verlin that they do not need to explain to Justin why they said no and that they could set up a consequence (e.g. doing a chore or going to bed early) for Justin if he continues to ask when they have told him that they do not want to discuss the situation any more. Therapist explained that disengaging with Justin when he is challenging them and being argumentative

“So, you must be Jordan, right?” he said slowly, trying to hide a certain emotion; stress, maybe.

“What exactly do you mean by somewhere else? We've taken her everywhere we could think of.”

It was 8:30 in the afternoon. I was with my friends Jesus and Justin. There were many children and adults outside. We were by our selves. We were going to every house with lots of candy. Our bags were almost full from going to every house. When we saw the last house we almost screamed.The house was a nightmare. The house was ripped apart. On the lawn there were torn down trees. The grass was pure black.

“Fine.” Anderson sighed. “But we have to make sure you and your family are safe somewhere other than your home, as you could all be at risk.”

“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

Justinian began his rule in A.D. 527 to 565. (History.com “Staff Empire under Justinian”) One Justinian’s greatest accomplishment was the code of Justinian which was a set of reformed laws that the entire empire had to rule by and was a stepping stone for many laws created later in history. During Justinian’s rule he had a hunger for reclaiming the lost land that once belonged to his Empire and as such he reclaimed many of them through war and trade. As a consequence this later brought high taxes upon the people of the Byzantine Empire. The fall of Byzantine was a slow and gradual one. Over many years the wares of conquest and what seemed to be a fate of unlucky turns of events brought Byzantine to its knees and eventually to its death. Plague, war, conquest, natural disasters, barbaric raiders and

That was when I knew they were leaving. It all began in the middle of summer when I was 9, my brother, Justin, came from Montana to visit my family with his girlfriend, Tee. It was a couple of days before our big vacation and something was up, the house was silent, almost too silent. I was up in my room at the time, thinking about my Dad yelling at Tee for putting a butter knife in a lock to get Justin to get a beach ball with her. After a while in silence, I went downstairs to see what was going on to find my Mom, hands on her face with tears staining the deck with my Dad’s hand on her shoulder. I then turned to find Justin and Tee with their suitcases in hand while my other brother, Devin, was watching motionless on the couch. Then I sat

“I’m sorry for asking.” Mikey looked at the ground. “Some people don’t want to talk about that.”

The Greek stories and myths are endless, charming and intriguing. For this reason, stories of the gods and goddesses were told from generation to the next. The people even held festivals were held in their honor to celebrate them. The also people made special places in their homes and temples where they could pray to their statues and leave them presents.