Finley, Finley means “fair warrior” in Scottish, it’s a name given to both boys and girls. It also means “fair haired one” in Ireland. It originates in Ireland as well. But where does my name come from? Where does my “Finley” come from? My mother and father were out for breakfast at J&M cafe with some good friends here in Portland. My parents were talking about there plans for a baby, and asked if they were going to have one, they said they couldn't. And my father asked what he was going to name the baby. They said “Finley.” My parents sat there in awe about how much they liked that name. A couple days later they called and asked if they could possibly use that name for me. They said “Yes, that would be beautiful.” And that's how my name
In Spokane County, the Spokane Blabbity’s reporter, Alex Seder, has fo3wng und out that Henry Berry and his two nephews were lit on fire, but one of the two nephews died later after he was lit afire. The cause being of two other black men. After the incident Henry Berry now lives in a little shack, in very little condition, with his wife, where he is still scarred with burns and could never talk again.
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.
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.
Dear Whitney, sorry i have not been able to get ahold of you sooner, but you will not believe where i am and what i have done. It's a long and confusing story so bear with me. Feel free to write back, i look forward to any letters from you.
Short Story/Scene In a little town in California, Littletown ville, is a town known for baseball. They had a little league called the Littletown ville Jaguars. They didn’t have practice today for the little league all stars, but joe’s friends had decided to practice. “Hey billy do you want to play catch?” said Joe.
“Dear Evan Hansen, today is going to be a good day and here’s wh-” “We’ve been stuck on this island for how long?! And you’re still singing those stupid songs?” There she goes again, always yelling at me for singing my songs. That’s Kaylin. I know she means well, in her defense we have been stuck here for 288 days and not being able to listen to new music can really make a girl upset. Anyways, i stick my tongue out at her and we laugh. “Why are you guys just sitting there? We’ve got drinks to carry!” There goes emily again, She’s always the one telling us what to do. In a loving way of course, i mean we probably wouldn’t have survived this long without her keeping us calm, cool, and collected. Me and Kaylin go to help Emily carry the coconuts
To produce this book, I asked not “What you are going to name your baby?”, but rather “What is your name? How does it make you feel? Who named you? Why did they choose that name? Would you change
I choke on laughter at her suggestion. How in hell could she possibly think that I would agree and go with her and Diego the Brazilian bull-dozer that ripped our family apart to live with in fucking Argentina?
WINSLOW What! Did you see that? That was amazing! The only thing that would make me feel cooler would be if I had someone to kiss...
He had big wing and he was reddish blackish with three green glowing eyes. He began to fly towards me, then stopped and ask”You know who i am do you?” I answered saying” Your Orix the King The leader of darkness and you will stop at nothing till your son's murder was revenged.”
She kept on thinking. I wonder how things will turn out? She felt nervous and anxious for school today, like she did everyday.
Colette dreamed. She was sitting down though the ground was hundreds of feet below. In the northeast she make out her tower, though it was just a dot from where she was. Across from her was another Colette, motionless save for the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. The black, smoky eyes betrayed it as Fetch. They sat across from each other wordlessly, and Colette began to clear her throat softly.
I gaze up at the golden moon. It is rare to see a night like this. Perhaps I should continue moving. It would be foolish for me to stop here.
It’s them sycamores I remember. An’ the river, runnin’ deep and green, tinkling jus’ like the way Aunt Clara’s house keys used to when she was out on the porch about to unlock the front door. I’d hide my mouse in my pocket whene’er I heard them jinglin’ keys, because Aunt Clara ne’er liked ’em rodents hangin’ around her house. I was a smart boy, I really was.
Have you ever pondered about the reasoning for your name or the history behind it? My name was given to me by my parents, who named me after my mom’s close friend, Kylie Palmer, even though my mother used different spelling. My mother also liked how the name sounded. Although I do know some facts about my name, I would like to find more information about my name. For example, I want to know where my names were originally from, more history of my names, other people with my names, and the complete meaning of each. To do this, I first looked for information in a book called Dictionary of Surnames. I then searched through the Internet and found the websites Baby Name Science, Oh Baby Names, Behind the Name, Famous Birthdays, Surname Database,