I speak to you now not as Sis Black, Dt. Black but only as Marquita Black, the woman. I have recently been re-evaluating some things in my life and I felt compelled to share my thoughts, feelings and concerns to you all. Since the commencement of this new year I have been faced with great adversity and trials for no reason that I can think of. Since then I have been growing more and more aware of why and what may be going on and I am deeply troubled by it. For whatever the reason my character has been maliciously attacked, I have been lied on and lied too, slandered and belittled by people in which I thought were and considered sisters, brothers, friends and PHAmily. It saddens me that I have been brought to this place in my life. But I made
Dr. Hastings runs over and sedates Wilbur again. Wilbur falls back asleep. There is a buzzing on Dr. Hastings phone. DR. HASTINGS Ugh!
As a Brit-Cuban raised in the States, I get my fair share of gag birthday gifts. This year, a 16- ounce tub of Marmite landed in my kitchen. However, the joke ison my friends, since I plan on making several Marmite- inspired dishes and serving it back to them without their prior knowledge. Despite its unsavory reputation forbeing unpalatable, the impressively potent substance has legions of fans throughout the English-speaking world. Since 1902, generations of British families have willingly slathered this polarizing condiment on their toast.
Killing must feel good to god too… he does it all the time. Without hesitation, without a scratch of a though against his head he lets it happen and he lets the action run its course again and again and again.
Getting to know Sydney made me realize a lot more about life. Going into college I felt agitated because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, and maybe moving here was a mistake, but Sydney reassured me. Although tomorrow is a mystery, we need to have faith that it’ll bring us exactly what we need. Her story of having a youth full of uncertainty and now having a life of complete sense has given me hope that I will be okay, and to just enjoy today and it’s opportunities.
If you haven’t used a tampon before, and you don’t have a Phd at the end of your name, it’s hard to hear you. TMI I know, but while you change multiple times, you use them for 24 hours, and up to 4 to 7 days. It is very disturbing to think that our cotton fields are being contaminated to the point that it’s transferring into everything. And now, we’re using something that over the years could endanger our health, or God forbid our future children. And it’s not just tampons, but pads, wipes, washes and so much more. We are our own worst enemy, and we will destroy
Mercuito; You have stated that thou shall not go missing before, but yet here thee stand, taller and stronger than before!
“The gun is too old, it’s going to misfire,” mused Stanley as he fingered the trigger of his pistol. It was a small and weak gun that had been in his possession for many years. “I’m too nervous, I won’t be able to pull the trigger, let alone aim this thing,” he thought to himself in horror, his apprehension wreaking havoc on his nerves.
The man has a startled look in his eyes. I was sitting on the bench outside of the mall, waiting for my mother to finish up in line, as I noticed a small, star looking shape tattoo on his ring finger. As we make eye contact, the look soon started to fade. The man was sitting on the bench across from me. Out of all of the benches, he had to chose the one right in front of me? Hazel Grace Lancaster? A grin starts to appear on the man’s face. I look away, and out of the corner of my eye, I see the man’s eyes pierced towards me. Something started to shimmer as I tried looking away. It was a name tag. The name tag read Joe. I soon realized that his old, frightening eyes had been watching my every move. What is wrong with this man? I had been thinking
Tears swelled behind a mothers eyes. Her cries echoed through the bedroom. A smoking barrel held firmly in trembling hands. The ventilated breeze pregnant with the smell of ignited gunpowder; nitroglycerin, graphite, and a hint of sawdust. A smell that had once reminded me of the Fourth of July. The off white paint was now accented with shades of crimson and scarlet. The slug had pierced the wall leaving cracked plaster and splintered wood in its wake. The singed exit wound, a peephole into tragedy.
Forensic science consists of a variety of fields such as in this case Forensic Pathology, Toxicology, and Biology were used to help solve the murder. Forensic Pathology was used to determine the cause of death by conducting an autopsy on the Johnson body. Coming to a conclusion, that Denise Johnson’s cause of death was due to asphyxiation (also known as strangulation)2,9. The pathology unit also determined that her death was a forced and violent death. Given the facts of how the victim died it provides the officers with an idea on how the murder was committed. Secondly Forensic toxicology is the use of toxicology, pharmacology, clinical chemistry and analytical chemistry to help legal and medical investigation of poisoning, death, and drug use. A drug test was conducted on Johnson’s body in order to evaluate the type and amount of illegal or legal drugs that were taken. A drug test can normally detect all prescription drugs, and as well as alcohol and illegal drugs such as, cocaine, heroin, morphine, codeine, antidepressants and phencyclidine. According to Johnson’s toxicology reports, the only drug found in her body was heroine9. Lastly to have a better understanding of the case, it was important to know what had happened to Denise. Therefore the forensic biology unit conducted a rap kit to determine if Johnson was sexually assaulted. The forensic biology division is responsible for applying their biology knowledge to the law enforcement, which also includes forensic
ill fucking kill you bitch if you don't stop talking shit behind my back you dirty tart. You be suck all sort of dick my boy and I gonna expose your bitch ass if you don't stop. maybe ill brake your fucking family's knees in. I'm not going to fuck around anymore you fucking dirty ass bitch, another thing you owe me money you hoe. bitch I got niggas that are willing to beat your ass.........
Standing in the one hundred hallway, I look across the circle of my friends and I staring at Madison's face with the annoyed look on my face, like usual. Mackie’s standing there going on and on about how amazing her life is. Today the topic is about her clothes, and how expensive they are. By the outside appearance of Mackie you would think of her as a little, cute, innocent girl, but she is very far from that. She goes on every day about how perfect her life is and never stops bragging. Okay, it's great she has a good life but she doesn't need to talk about it daily to everyone who don’t really care. You may have to get to know her to realize that she is a bragger thought, her physical appearance doesn’t show it as much.
OK damn man. Ok I’m just going to give you general details. I already told as much as I’m going to tell you about Friday night. On Saturday we party on a boat with these fine ass women, however Luther didn’t go he was too hung over, so we left his ass at the
It was a warm summer night after a great night at my church youth group. The cool breeze of the car air conditioning wiggled through my hair (personification) sending a small shiver down my spine. The car radio blasting as my friends and I were jamming out to our favorite music, and the sound of laughter as we all laughed about how crazy we were. We were louder than a train. (hyperbole) That night we all had decided to go to Perkins after youth group so my friends and I were sitting in our car waiting for everyone else to get there. (participial phrase) Since we were early, we waited there for a while as more and more of the group started to arrive. My best friend told me she needed to talk to me about something so we stayed in the car for
"Mrs. Henshaw, no matter what you may have read, Chris and I are dating, nothing more," Mary Alice said.