Lily Monologue

Early that morning, newly hired park ranger, Jennifer Flores, stuffed a banana into the blender and mixed up a high energy chocolate drink. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her face was clean and free of makeup. She was dressed in a black jogging outfit that hugged her body tightly and showed off her shape. She poured her drink into a glass and guzzled it down like she was in a beer chugging contest with her sorority sisters.

“Thanks, mom,” I said, “but don’t get too excited. I have to figure everything out and I should probably pray about it.”

I have been watching her for weeks, and today was the big day, the day I took her to become a part of my perfect family. When I first seen her in the flower shop buying Lilly’s I knew she was the best candidate to join my family of flowers. A beauty like her, I knew she just had to be the purest woman to ever exist, could replace my last Lilly any day, it being said, the last Lilly was not as pure as I hoped, and sadly I had to put that beloved family member of mine down. I also wanted her to be Lily because she was the most stunning woman I had ever seen with her chocolatey brown eyes and her short curvy body. Today she was wearing her club clothes, which was a tight dress that was also a little too short, it was a little skimpy, but it was

My Braideigh girls, today this just happened to mama..you woke up running into my bed just to get back into bed with Mommy. You told me to just lay and cuddle. Every time I hear those words you melt me because I know even with how independent and sassy my little baby girl is I still have you actually wanting and needing me..Just as I was ready to take off for work I looked at you, your face looked so much older today.. at that moment every emotion possible came over my body.. Proud,happy and sad because you are growing daily and there is no such thing as a just SLOW down button. Sad that I couldn't just lay in the bed and hold you tight when that's what you really wanted. because I know there's gonna be a day (before I know it) that you'll

"Thank you, my daughter thinks to too." Jefferson had an abashed smile on his face, his cheeks slightly pink.

Today, Herr Dippel complimented my English. He told me I am much improved from three years ago. This makes me happy. Herr Dippel has taught me many things but English he

When Annie reaches the top of the stairs, she pauses. She listens to the slow, measured approach of the man—she can call him a man, can’t she? He’s no longer the boy she used to know—behind her and waits. “I’ll be behind you. You’ll be fine.”

Amber barley even manage to speak to me but we manage to split the work and the class ended and she just stormed off and that was it . I got up and grab my stuff and decided to ask Amber if she wants to meet up its just I really want to get to know her and ask her something .

“Alright. I’ll call the airlines,” Painted Girl grabbed her phone. “Do you want to go before dinner or after?”

Mayella looked at me; looked scared. She'd better give that Finch, the answer I wanna hear. If she lets it slip that I beat her an' the others once and a while when I get riled up on my hooch, the jury, will think I beat her that night. Finch already let the jury know I was left handed, I don't know what he was implyin' but I know it don't fare well for my side of the

****"Someone Named Eva" - Written from Eva's point of view, not all event's below are from the actual book**** Late Fall of 1943 Dear Momma, Today I saw the fence. Elsbeth and I were having a picnic in the woods, when I heard the a voice other than hers. It was someone singing a beautiful Czech song, it was refreshing to hear the voice of my past. I began to run, run past Elsbeth, running to the precious voice I longed to be yours.

Warning if you have not seen all of Grey’s Anatomy I recommend not reading this. I could tell you everything there is to know about greys and I plan to.

But for Ava, he had another vision. She would master the art of seduction, first and eventually learn to seduce Hungarian men, who later ended up too embarrassed to talk, after she led them to hotels with one-way mirrors, dropped something into their drink and handed them over to ávós, who interrogated them under bright lights. If they had adverse reactions, became psychotic and jumped out of a window to their death, so be it as long as ávós got their information.

I watch Alec gulp and close his eyes as he braces himself for what he's about to see. I think the three of us are all thinking the same thing: that whatever we encounter around the corner, it can't be good.

All I have is memories of this sweet, little, innocent girl who used to laugh a lot until she grew up and had to face the harshness of reality. I'm getting frustrated because they say I’ve lost the plot. They say I’m a story stuck in the middle. I’m laughing hysterically at the mirror the refection in the mirror, as a knife sits besides me. Its staring at me.