Little David Monologue

Face pale with terror, Adam's shaky hand moved to switch on the bedside lamp. Images of Fire and Brimstone, and writhing figures, - men, women and children all - screaming in pain as flames consumed their bodies, flowed through his mind. Eyeballs exploded, and liquefied flesh oozed into fiery lava pits, leaving nothing but a collapsed pile of charred bones on the ground before moments later the victim's human form was resurrected in its entirety, and subjected to the same agonising fate again. Over and over, ad infinitum.

Okay, hi I guess. My name is Nicole, the school's "Queen Bee". Or *insert b word* I really hate my past, not my present... I changed. Anyway, it's time to tell you my story. The story of my life. The story I was lost in. Its not my fault, Because its loves fault. The story that ruined my life. The story which found my love. The story that ended with a smile, a full heart. A loving man. So listen up, because here I

The faint echo of screams. The crunching of leaves under footsteps, getting faster with every exhale. A drum, beating from within. Thoughts clouded with realisation of the truth and the lies which have prevented it from surfacing amongst the chaos. The girls are all frauds! Murderers!

Deputy Wells and I responded to a home where a 16 year old girl allegedly cut herself. When we arrived to the scene Deputy Wells’ zone partner was already on location. We entered the home together and came into contact with the kid’s mother who stated that she saw the cuts on her daughter’s wrist and determined that she had been cutting herself with a razor. When we enter the girls’ room, she was being comforted by another teenage girl, who we found out was her close friend. The victim was crying and appeared to be extremely emotional. Deputy Wells made several attempts to find out why she had cut herself. Finally, the girl admitted to cutting herself and stated “I don’t know why I cut myself.” The other teenage girl got up from the bed and

The furious winter swindles our space by wearing its spurious faces and sending the echoes of a promising message over the sea. Today they will get the satisfaction they need and tomorrow your doubts shall outstrip the benefits of a prime litany. As for them who distance themselves from failing company expansive time exists although the alimentary rudiments will trigger their senses with false alarm.

“...I just sobbed.” The end of the football game brought Jason Money to his knees. Near the end of the game, Spanish Fork seemed to have won the game. All that needed to happen was for the final play to end. But after he got the ball, Jason Money stood still when the clock hit zero seconds and had the football taken from him to score a touchdown. He had forgotten that the game ends not with the clock, but with the play. The game ended with Spanish Fork losing. But the story soon became far larger than what it was.

I peeped my head out out from the cloth like a curious meerkat, then scooted out from under the table. I grinned inward and glanced at my laced up boots. If I was in heels I would not have been able to do that.

Twenty years ago Jimmy Wells wanted to meet me at this place twenty years from now. Now he has caught me because he knew I was a thief .

Inspector Male, I just wanted to reach out and let you know the amazing efforts of Andrew Crowe and Greg MacArthur on Monday December 28th. Sorry for the long winded e-mail but I think it’s necessary.

Today I was called to go to my house. When I got there my mother tells me, "someone is here to see you." A man told me to go in. When I went in it smelled like blood and roses, and also there was a little white haired man in the chair. When he turned around looking at me with those snakelike eyes. The person was President Snow. I was speechless and I couldn't believe that he is here. He told me to sit down. Then he told me what is going on, "I have a problem, and it all started when you pulled out those poisonous berries." People think it was a act of defiance not an act of love. There could uprising in district 12. I said,"What is to prevent, say, an uprising?" Then my mom brings in some tea and cookies. President Snow said, " Did your mother

That voice rang with anger. Ah shit, I pissed him off again, didn't I? Talk about working for a guy who's hard to please. Oh no. I'm such a terrible narrator. You must be asking three questions. Who am I talking about? Who am I? Why am I reading to this? First off, you chose to. Second, I'm talking about Nevada Ramirez, Dominican-American drug lord extraordinaire. I hope that doesn't ring with sarcasm. And your narrator that you are stuck with has a name too. Harold Lockhart but I prefer Harry, however, my undercover name was Benjamin “Benji” Waterhouse. Now we're all caught up back up to the present.

Have you ever thought as a teen that you want life to be... let's say a little more interesting. Well, I was a teen just like all of you and I wished the world was more interesting. It all started with another boring day at school, except it was almost the end of the school year. I was in Spanish waiting my turn to be sentenced to the gallows or reciting the A,B,Cs in Spanish (basically the same thing). My best friend Chester had just got a 100% on his test and that meant it was sadly my turn to fail in front of the whole class. I went up to the front of the class and started trying but thankfully the intercom blared. “All students! All students down to the auditorium!” Mr. page said from the other side, his

I am writing to you on behalf of my son Jesse Rosenberg. Jesse has always been responsible, trustworthy, and courteous. He also has an even disposition. Jesse has endured many hardships as a result of his sister’s serious illness, and father’s incurable cancer. When an immediate family member is diagnosed with such an illness and has to travel extensively for consultations, surgery and treatments it is very difficult on the family especially siblings. Jesse always stood tall in the face of adversity and conducted himself with courage, integrity and compassion. I am extremely proud to have Jesse as my son. He always set a fine example for our family and all those around him. The events that transpired at the festival in Florida are completely

I walk into my room and throw my bag carelessly on the floor. I’ll study later. I don’t go to my bed but move over to my window and stand there, not knowing exactly why. I open the windows, and even though it’s the middle of winter, the cold wind is most welcome here. I feel my hair blowing around my face and I know it’s going to get impossibly tangled but I don’t care. My lips are dry and too thin top isn’t doing much to keep me warm but I still don’t care. I’m not really sure where my thoughts are taking me but I’m already gone.

PROLOGUE 2a. parte In the southeast of France, which was occupied by the Italian army, the Italian authorities refused the requests from the Nazi army to arrest the French Jews, the result was that in 1942 and until September 1943, many French Jews found refuge East of the Rhone River in the area occupied by the Italians, (THAT) was French territory The Nazi army forces occupied the Italian area in September 1943 and began to implement the Final solution supported by the French Militia.