He had said the words after their tenth date, and she froze. She never had a good relationship, even her parents divorced after faking a relationship for twenty years. She was afraid, and Louis was determined to show her that love was real. No one could really not despise love, but she did. He would shower her with kisses, run hot bathes for her long days, and even cook her meals, but she would never budge. She sobbed to him one night after an argument. Louis was afraid that he would never get anywhere with her, but it wasn’t until that night that he saw how broken she truly was. He held her, and promised that when she was ready to say the words that he would be here. He didn’t know that she would be gone before that
Louis' breath was harsh. So cold and uneaven that it hurt his throat and chest. He was probably even weasing as each foot hit the cement walkway. Maybe he was a bit out of shape now that football season was over. He could hardly see because there were no lights on this street. He stopped running once he was sure he was far enough away from his home and the Horan's that they wouldn't see him. Louis and Niall Horan were pretty good friends but he knew how stricked his parents were. If they saw him they'd probably tell on him and Louis didnt want that. He began walking along the fence that belonged to the nuclear refinery. The fence was taller than Louis but if he reached up, lifting onto his tip toes, he'd be able to touch the barbed wire that
“Yeah, I don't need your attitude on top of all this shit. I-” She cut herself off as she barely avoided rear ending a parked van. “The hell? Whose the dipshit who parked in the middle of the road?”
"Me? Your the one acting all weird like you didn't wanna be here one minute then the next you-you do that!"
These examples show both the author’s and the protagonist’s challenge to the order of things and the complete belief the character has. The best example of this is on line eight when the king says that he ‘shall not give you the boat’ the man replies ‘with calm assurance’ ‘you will’.
I can't believe I spent $550 on a plane flight from Palm Springs,California, all the way across the country to Duluth,Minnesota, man that plane flight was frustrating especially with the crying baby and the little kid who kept kicking the back of my seat for the entirety of the flight. And then to ride a bike to Tofte, take a break at a lovely hotel, then to Grand Port on bike, my journey just began. Taking a water taxi lonesomely from Grand Portage, Minnesota to Windigo, Isle Royale, I was falling in love with the green trees and the beautiful calm water.Today was my first day venturing to this isolated land, talking to people around here I found that out that in 1843, Isle Royale was acquired from the Ojibwa Indian tribe through one of the