Mr. Jackson Drones On And On About Something Or Other

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

He walks down the hall looking at the dirty and rusted lockers and the stained floors. Looking away from the nerds who are pushed into the lockers by the jocks. What a typical high school life anyone could have gone through. Bishop looks at the posters for the valentine's contest to see who would be the cutest couple. “Ugh even the sight of this makes my head hurt...,” He said aggravated. He looks down at his custom watch and touch an image on it and falls deep inside his mind. The bell rings loud and he notices he's late for class.

I would investigate how often Mr. Jackson consumes alcohol. It seems as though many of the family’s hardships stream from their misuse of alcohol. I would interview Mr. Jackson to retrieve this information.

Arnold shook his head, and Connie found herself in the jalopy’s passenger seat. She turned around and her house was fading into a little speck. All she could remember was that her parents were supposed to be home in a few hours, and just a few minutes ago, just a mile or two back home, just a tick and a tock away, she could feel her chest heaving and her stomach twisting right behind a screen door with her eyes staring right into Arnold Friend’s face. Now, Arnold was sitting right next to her, humming Connie’s favorite

“I didn’t mean to scare ya. I-I jus’ needed to talk to you… About somethin’.” He stuttered, looking at his hands, which were worn from working in the fields. He dug his toe into the ground like a little boy trying to tell his mom he broke her favorite vase. “It’s about Lila. She’s not dead.” He looked into her eyes and let out a deep breath as if he had been holding it. As if, he had been holding that fact in all day just waiting for it to come out. He practically jumped on his toes when he finished.

Saturday afternoon , Sam and Colleen arrive at the hospital to visit Erika. Henry leaves to run some errands and give them alone time together . Erika's skin looks pale from her accident , her eyes and mouth wide open , she takes a deep breath every two minutes. Her mom Mrs. White sits in the chair next to her holding on to her hand as she cries. “ Is she gonna be OK?” “ I don't know , the doctors say she's in a state of shock , something scared her to where she is like this .” Sam goes up to Erika holding her hand . “ Erika its me Sam , we miss you , I miss you.” He gives her a kiss on the cheek and whispers in her ear. “ I'll get Scratch for this , even if it takes my last breath.”

Pete puts his hand on Patrick’s forehead and clicks his tongue in sympathy. “You should take a bath.”

“BUT HEY! LOOK! 2 versus 1!” Nathan but his arm over my shoulders. And stuck his tongue out at Dylan, making me laugh in the

“Damn you, and your damn math problem,” she mumbled while slumping into the seat and crossing her arms. If she had thought that she could make the distance, she may have spit on her teacher who continued to look at her with suddenly sad eyes. As he stared at her, he started to wonder why he even bothered. He glanced over to the pair of students at the far end of the room who were talking about something unrelated to math. Another three students were sleeping at various points throughout the room. One student was crushing a sheet of paper into a ball. Its destination was yet to be determined. Daniel figured it

“Okay Maggie,” Her father sighed, placing his head in his hands, “Just remember we have dinner reservations when Mom gets home. You have to be back by 5:30 latest!” Her dad yelled because as soon as she heard “Okay,” She had bolted out of the door, car keys in hand.

“I hope John isn’t there, he’s creepy at work.” A shit ton of thoughts absorbed my brain, from who was going to be there, to even what food she was having at her party, ‘cause I was hungry; before I knew it, I was at the house. Walking up the driveway, I approach the door, heartbeat escalated like drummers performing a cadence at a football game. I got a hold of my nerves and just went for it; I have to sike myself out in order to calm down. “Come on, it’s just a normal

The day was over like a blink of an eye. At the very last moment, the bell suddenly rang as loud as it could. When Cindy went out to her locker to get her bags, Tom was walking toward the classroom. He was walking very fast to catch up with Cindy to bug her and bully her.

“Okay! Love you! Bye!”she yelled back from the top of the stairs. Mabel grabbed her wet umbrella which, still hadn’t dried from her outing with her mom, and stepped out in the cold, rainy air. She ran over to the car under her umbrella. Her best friends, Vivien and Cecilia were waiting. ‘This is going to be so fun,’ Mabel thought as she stepped into the car.

“Lydia is upstairs now, what do you wanna do?” Isabelle asks me as she looks down at her phone, her fingers tapping the keyboard a mile a minute. “Nevermind, my mom wants me home.” She tells me as she gets up and grabs her keys from on top of the coffee table, “I’ll talk to you later, ok?”

Tired of listening to her own whiney thoughts, Julia grabbed her purse and sunglasses and headed out. Finding a gourmet deli in the area, she bought a selection of meats, cheeses, bread, vegetables, and fruit, along with some wine two plastic glasses and a bag to carry it all. During her shopping, her phone buzzed and she quelled a feeling of dread. When she saw it was Richard she smiled. On the screen read