Naginata Monologue

On the very last house of Durberry Lane lived two sisters. The first sister’s name was MacKenzie. She had tanned skin as if she lived in California instead of Kansas. Her blonde hair went along with her Californian vibe. The second sister’s name was Penelope. She had her sister’s blonde hair, but with chocolate brown eyes and a face painted with freckles.

All I was doing in the forest was dancing. I was doing no such harm. But, my father surprised me and I became terrified. Dancing is not welcomed in this village. I do not consider what I was doing was witchcraft. I do not desire my father to get into trouble because of my actions. My father has many enemies and I could jeopardize his position in the teacher. However, I was not the solitary one in the forest dancing. Ruth is also in the kind of state that I and I wonder why. Tituba knows how to talk to the dead and Ruth was sent to Tituba by her mother. Her mother wanted to find out who killed her seven siblings.

It was hard to imagine it had only been four months since the shooting so much had happened.

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?

I woke up with a busting headache, "Wh-here am I?" I muttered looking around in a dark room. A bright light flashed, "Tate who do you pick?" I heard James speak. Picked!? More people? I looked over and spotted to girls in the cornor sobbing. "Her." I looked to where his finger was pointing. Me!? Tate motioned his finger for me to get up, I rise walking towards him, what's there to fight for anyway? James eyed me the 'you better not try nything stupid' look. Tate lead my limp body towards a room, "Sit." he whispered, I sat right in the floor, "What the hell i'm not bad, come sit on my be." "Ok bitch." "What kind of music do you like?" "Why." "Why not." "Alternative." "Is hollywood undead ok?" "Fucking love that band!" I boomed. Tate

Listening to the blacksmith stammer in wonder of how Nixie could have managed to damage a sword so badly, her gaze shifted to the side and down at nothing in particular. Even in all the years that she pretended to practice with that sword, she mostly used it in ways she shouldn’t have. Using it in her travels to roast fish, or whatever she manged to scrounge up, in her travels. It made a great spit when she couldn’t bother to find anything more suitable. When she wasn’t using it to cook, she used it to push burning wood around in its pit. Generally she considered it an all purpose tool more than an actual weapon to defend herself with. If the edges were dull enough, she could even use it as a makeshift fishing pole!

I feel alone, isolated beyond everything around me. It’s like I’m not really there. Not alive. It’s like I’m one of the statues, watching, but unable to do anything. A rock suddenly hits me square in the chest, and I bend to its force, as burning air sears my lungs. I must’ve been holding my breath, as my lungs gasp for more air. Another rock grazes my shoulder, falling straight into my hands. I stand, holding the rock in my hand.

Hello, this is Nathalie's mom, I just wanted to inform you that this morning Nathalie's dog, that we've had for 13 years, passed away unexpectedly. Nathalie has been really emotional today but she's been doing her homework all night because she does not want to fall behind. She is going to school tomorrow but I just wanted to inform you of the situation. If she seems like she's sad or looks like she is spacing out in class tomorrow, don't be alarmed. She is sad but she is trying hard to focus on other things like school besides the incident. It is nothing too serious but I just wanted to inform you. I hope you understand and thank

So you know how I was praying for a strict and safe place? Well that didn't happen. Actually it was more of a turnaround. Do you know how frightening a Cyclops is? Well I doubt you would. Yes dear, I know, this sounds very snobby and annoying. I don't mean to be, I was and still am in shock. We entered his cave and started having his food. We didn't know a gigantic creature like him lived there. So then he walks in all angry and then he actually took one of our men and ate him! Believe me it wasn't delightful to watch. So we got him drunk and stabbed him in the eye and blinded him when he fell asleep. I had told him my name was "Nohbdy" so he kept screaming out "Nohbdy's killing me now..." when he had awaken in fright from what my

No need to say sorry I know your an extremely busy person and thats what I admire the most of you, that you take time of your busy schedule to make time for those seeking help in you. Thats what an amazing person does in this world. Seek to help anyone without anything in return.

I woke up this morning worried, anxious even. My head twisting and turning with thoughts. I have this weird feeling in my throat and it's getting harder and harder to breathe.

I stand there in the parking lot looking ashamed. Well, I'm not looking at myself but you get the idea. I slowly walk to my car, a beat up brown Ford Focus. Taking one last glance at Levi's business card, I hop inside the vehicle and pull away.

You could say that I am a lucky one but he wasn't I miss him so much his whole name is daylenn moke Alani ka'i Pua he was my older brother and as I'll tell you this story you'll understand that my brother was a very adventurous person who always liked seeing new this always like being around people he was the laughter of my life he was a mother when I needed him. a sister who always told me what to do and hater who I always fought with and a friend when I needed someone to vent to he was always there. And as of February 28 when he was at his most adventurous he went missing on the island of Oahu on his request to climb the stairway to heaven he was lost never found again we cried we searched for 5 months straight people climbed the mountain

It was now nine in the morning. The carriage was still stuck in the ditch. With nothing to do, Sextus was bored, since he was an active boy. All of a sudden he runs to the carriage and opens the trunk. He pulls a ball from the trunk.

The Vagina Monologues “I raise up my voice—not so I can shout, but so that those without a voice can be heard...we cannot succeed when half of us are held back." Empowerment, not solely of oneself, however of all who are suffering as a whole is the ideal concept that women around the world are attempting to achieve. Girls are taught to be silent, to smile, to keep your legs crossed, to sit up straight, to act like a lady. The behaviors that women are taught to possess are a construct of society that are implemented to limit the value and strength women possess. The video VDAY: Until the Violence Stops and The Vagina Monologues both elucidate the abhorrent acts against women.