Ozzie Monologue

It changes everytime you ask. Some say it was a virus, others say it was god punishing us for our sins. At least that’s what the people on the news say. All I know is that the dead are walking among us. I’ve seen people I used to know attack and eat innocent people. Everyday I see my dad walking among them, wishing there something i could have done. I couldn’t bring myself to kill one of the only people i’ve loved. He attacked me but i managed to fight him off and i’ve been held up in my house ever since. It’s a small house, nothing fancy, in a small town near Chicago called Glenview. Everyday I think about my half brother that lived in New York with his mom. After my dad and his mom split I didn’t think life could get any worse, I was

The rain had just stopped pouring, and we had all gathered in a park nearby, as a makeshift memorial for Johnny. It wasn’t really a funeral, we didn’t have the budget for that, and it wasn’t like his parents cared enough to give him a proper goodbye.

perspiration salty fluid secreted by sweat glands I could feel my palms getting clammy and the perspiration running down my back. suffocate die from lack of oxygen I could smell English Leather shaving lotion and stale tobacco, and I wondered foolishly if I would suffocate before they did anything.

On 05/14/17, I was dispatched to 2440 W. Madison in reference to an assault that occurred at the location. When I arrived on scene, I contacted the caller identified as Jordan Lundy. Lundy stated he was with his girlfriend and they went to the dispatched address to speak with her cousin.

I kept writing. It was hard, but I could get everything off of my chest. I could explain to people what had happened to me. I could tell my English teacher. It was a little hard, but I didn’t cry. I couldn’t cry. Greasers didn’t cry.

Part 1: The hero's name is Antonio Brown. He is a football maniac. He can catch passes with one hand, and he doesn't even need to look. He is a bit of a sore loser, though. He can dish it, but he can't take it. He wears a black shirt, with a pair of yellow pants. Him and the villain did not meet until early 2011. But, boy, they sure do really hate each other.

What would you do if you were stranded on an island and were running away from people you didnt like? Howie and laura encountered a dangerous and malevolent world outside of camp. This is because they took quite a bit of risks when they left. Another reason is that Howie and Laura were in touble for being in a motel when they werent supposed to and someone was suspicious of them. My last reason is because since someone was threatening Laura Howie defended her.

Twenty years ago Jimmy Wells wanted to meet me at this place twenty years from now. Now he has caught me because he knew I was a thief .

I see people go through there Dailey routine like they are robots They're faces have no expressions and they have no thoughts Like an assembly line they organize Who knows what they see If I stepped in there shoes how would I see me Are they human Do they have a brain Are they being controlled,

“Look Lennie, I want you to look around here. You can remember this place, can’t you? The ranch is about a quarter of a mile up that way. Just follow the river.” “If you just happen to get In trouble like you always done before, I want you to come right here an’ hide in the brush. Till I come for you can you remember that?” Then as George told Lennie before and he did what he was told Lennie came back to the river after he accidentally killed Curley’s wife and the pup. George didn't want Lennie to suffer so he did he job himself, he wanted Lennie to be happy when he went away so he told him to face the river and think about the farm they wanted to live on and then George killed Lennie so he didn't have to suffer. Mercy killing/ euthanasia

"Huh (Walk, my bare feet) huh (Walk, my bare feet) Huh (Down, down valley deep) huh (Down, down valley deep) (I love myself) huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum) huh (fi-fie-fo-fum) (I love myself) huh (My heart undone) one, two, three “ Having been in Los Angeles for a few months and adjusting to his newly acquitted life fairly well D’Angelo Russell found himself locking up his home and headed towards the pavement for a walk around his neighborhood. Wondering what he could get into D’Angelo started on his way following the rhythmic sound of Kendrick Lamar around the corner. As he gained within hearing distance he was met with a young woman around his age dancing around with kids young and old dancing around with her. That wasn’t what caught his attention it was all of her hair that was piled onto of her head, the way her smile stretched on her face as a young boy spun her around

I wish Joey would fight for me...if he loves me, he will fight for me, right? No...Joey will never fight for me or make the marriage work. In his heart, he believes that our marriage is over when our baby died...he is the most stubborn man I had ever met. Instead of saying that we are too incompatible, and if our baby survives...why can't he and I just forget the damn past and make the marriage work? Why can't he and I try again for another baby? Why must he makes it so damn hard for the both of us? Why is he so damned stubborn? Why?! Damn...I will never understand and I don't want to...maybe I should just move on and find someone who truly value me and never give up on me like he did...

What has just happened? I have been injured and the rain is rushing down very strong on Andy and I now. Is Andy alright? Why were we attacked? What are we going to do in this dark alley where nobody can spot us? I just wish I could cry out for Andy since he can't do it himself. Lying here getting chilly and more soaked by the minute I wonder if anyone will ever waltz back here, then abruptly I notice a couple. I think, Andy I spot people that can assist us! The two stroll closer and closer to Andy and I. I’m sensing more anticipation each step until it all diminishes when they duck into a doorway not noticing that we are ten feet away. I could pick up on Andy’s pain getting worse now. Faintly through Andy’s groaning I could hear the two ranting about him, then all of the sudden

Jimmy Kimmel delivered an emotional monologue last May 1,2017 on his show about his son’s condition and lead up to addressed the issue of Health care. At the beginning of his story he warns the audience that his story will be full of emotions but it will have a good ending. April 21st when his wife gave birth to a baby boy named Billy. They were happy and excited to have a little angel added to their family, Jimmy’s family was there to welcome his Billy boy, but the happiness was turned into sad, serious and worried when the nurse Nanush noticed that Billy was a bit purple and heard a bit murmur on his heart, and later on found out that Billy was born with a heart disease that called Tetralogy of Fallot with pulmonary atresia. Jimmy and his wife decided to take Billy to Children’s Hospital in Los Angeles as doctor’s advised, to have his son’s open heart surgery with an amazing and best cardiac surgeon named Dr. Starns.

One day Brian arguably changed my life. We were sitting in front of one of the only two fans that we had in the warehouse for the afternoon break. Brian was smoking his Marlboro and I asked for one. He stopped and gave me a puzzled look and said, “No. Why would you want to f*** up like that? Get an addiction when you don’t have any reason? I don’t think you realize that you’re sitting on an f***ing gold mine.” I was about to protest that I was old enough to smoke a cigarette if I wanted when the “gold mine” comment sunk in. I asked, “How do you figure that I’m sitting on a gold mine, because I don’t smoke?” Brian explained his perspective, “Not smoking is an asset for you. You’re not good looking. You’re not a dangerous bad boy or a football player or rich. But you’re not ugly or repulsive or too nerdy. You have a sense of humor. You have a car and a job and can afford to go out on the weekends. You’re in the Honor Society because you make good grades. You don’t smoke or drink, so parents will love you.” I retorted; “That’s just great. I’m not dating their mother or father.” “You’re missing the point”, he said. “Girls would rather go out on a Saturday night than sit at home with their parents. And they know it’s easier to convince their parent to agree, if they go out with someone like