Marshall Bruce 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.

I don’t know what to think this big strong man in full green armor. How do I know if he is going to cut off my head. I know I need to stand up strong I cant show him that I am a coward. So i looked him in his eyes while he swung at me I flinched I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help it. He swung once then twice and on the third swing he nicked my neck but that’s all. After that the green knight reveals himself to me and I can’t believe it he is the lord at the castle I was staying at. He then told me that the reason he spared my life was because I turned down the temptation of the harlot trying to seduce me. He also told me that the reason he nicked my neck was because I accepted the girdle and didn’t tell him about it but he understood

Marcus creeps up, slowly dribbling the ball looking at me like I’m his prey. He shoots.

“...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.

Greenville. Even the name sounds innocent. Or at least innocent enough to fool people. But look a bit closer, everything isn't as it seems. And if you look close enough you can see the demons hiding in the shadows.

I thought one of the saddest things i had ever heard was when Coleman told me he doesn’t know if he feels anything but I think it maybe sadder that I’m losing faith in everything. It may not actually be any sadder but it is definitely hitting me harder than that did. I am so lonely in this world and I desperately need someone in my life that can help  me change that. Since I realized how officially done he and I were I’ve gotten super drunk four times and cried like a baby each time worse than the one before. I don’t even remember the last one and that’s not me. I hate not remembering and so fully embarrassing myself along side that I’ve pissed Dawn off and no one else even likes me well excuse me plenty of guys like me but you know what they

Venita contacted me on Facebook. Thanks again for your help. Also, I've been in touch to Tasha Ward. She's asking for insights on her great-grandfather Terry James TJ Tyson and he's our great-uncle. He married I. Jessie Stuckery. She print screen a piece of her tree and saw Noah Tyson and Mary Jane Rose and as know they great-grandparents to us.

His deep wrinkles carved a map of his life. His galaxy-blue eyes were jaded. His skin was time ravaged. He was my grandfather. I watched from the balcony, his trying to pick up his home key from the ground.

Ralph never should have been made chief. He does not let anyone have fun. All he does is boss us around. Thank god I left his tribe. Now I have my hunters who obey my every command. Now I have the respect I deserve. I am built to be a chief. I am strong, confident, assertive, and I don’t let feelings get in the way. And Ralph thinks he can come to my side of the island? No way. I am in charge here and he needs to leave. How dare he call me a thief in front of my hunters? Who cares if Piggy needs his specs. That fatty does nothing all day so there is no use for his glasses. That so called “chief” can’t even fight well. Ralph deserves a good beating for constantly going up against me. He thinks he is better than me just because of that stupid

Drummer Alex makes the most noise onstage and is the quietest offstage. He’s tried to be perfect—married the perfect wife, had the perfect daughter, and . . . then it wasn’t perfect anymore. When his second daughter, Sophie, was born with disabilities, his marriage went to hell.

“Thank you. As hard I’ve worked, I doubt there are many young ladies around to hoodwink me. I can see one now, saying to me, “Would you be shocked if I put on something more comfortable? Even if one would rub my nose in her pussy, I doubt I’ll take the bait.

The ghost's arms had a steel grip on your sister as you grabbed it off of her

WAYNE, eyes shining. He is instantly absorbed. placing the nickel (placed in his pocket on the train platform) reverently on a table as though it were pottery and he, an aesthete. Wordlessly, he neatly thrusts a fine needle into letter ‘R’ in the word ‘TRUST’, without enthusiasm.

Tim breaks his concentration and replies "Naw, man I'm fine, I'm just calculating how many times I'm gonna bust Darius upside his head if he comes at me today" followed by a somewhat nervous laugh. Darius was known for fighting dirty, Tim wasn't sure if he would have a weapon on him. Gone were the days Tim's dad talked about when young men settled their issues with only their fist like real men so both men could live to see another day. In Clarksville, the youth didn't seem to concerned with whether they lived or died much less anyone else. The long hand hit the 12 and it was now time to deal with whatever was to come. Tim had no books to carry, so he gets up, turns to look out the window closes his eyes and takes a deep breath as he prepares to go to battle. Tim was the self appointed leader of his crew and had to show no sign of weakness if he was going to maintain leadership. The class is dismissed, students from around the school start rushing into the green colored hallway with matching lockers as if they were given advanced notice that something was about to go down. Meanwhile, Rick and Tim are the last to exit the room. "Let's get to my locker ASAP where the rest of the fellas will

i saw jeff once yes what did he look like? a carved smile he cut out his eye leads so then he can never sleep and never be something hes not him self i can tell you that who are you? i am his brother he always said go to sleep ever time and in less i was awake he wood not come after me and and he always said go to sleep ever night