Parent's Monologue

Momma always said sticks and stones could break your bones and word will never harm you.. But honey I'm PETTY. Honestly, I'm tired of hearing about you harassing my sister and family. As a result of your own unhappy, selfish, and evil ways. Your like a plague sweet heart your going slowly killing you're self from being unhappy and dysfunctional get it together. Now as for my brother sha he is a GROWN man that he does what he wants. Trust and believe though he's on his shit doing the damn thing as God is my witness he will prosper and we'll send both of our invitations in the mail so you could envy that too!! As for you Mrs Thot don't ever speak of my name as a freak girl I could never niggas wish but never could have. Let's just keep in mind

The horn has already sounded and I’m still running. I can feel my blood pulsing in my ears. The sounds of useless advice feels the air. I continue to run. I come across a cave and ran into it. I gasp in shock and as I walk into a lab filled with mindless people editing videos. A film crew rushes at me and says, “If you were able to be in Divergent, which character would you be?” I shake my head in confusion. I attempt to back up slowly, but they grab me and place me in front of a computer and yell, “Edit!” The slam the headphones on my head and everything becomes a blur.

As I looked up, the sky was dark the sidewalk illuminated by the streetlights. The sound of crickets and cars echoing through my ears. I walked home that night, tears in my eyes. I was leaving, I couldn’t handle it anymore. The meds, doctors, psychiatrists nothing was working, our lives were in constant danger. By the time I got home the car was gone. By the time, I finished packing it was dawn. The sun creeping in through the shutters. For the next couple of days, I crashed at Jason’s before I headed South. I heard my cell ringing, it was mom… I let it go to voicemail.

I layed in bed, wide awake. I just can't stop thinking about why my parents made this huge decision without me.

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious

I have something I need to tell you. It feels weird announcing this, because nothing has changed. I feel exactly as I’ve always felt, and I’m still the same person I’ve always been, I’ve just accepted a few things. It  almost feels pointless to say, because it seems so obvious to me, but I think I should tell you anyway. I don’t know how exactly to explain myself, because it’s how I’ve always felt, but I’ll try help you to understand without writing down every thought I’ve ever had.

The cafeteria had always been the noisiest place in Geochang Middle School. Maybe because students were too busy studying and paying attention in class. Maybe because the 5000 square feet of space was the only region in the facility where they could breathe and let out the sparks that had been dimmed inside of them for so long.

Welcome to the Babysitters Banquet. Today will be hearing from Erica Jones: Her presentation, Tips to Successful Child Care, will inspire you to be the best caretaker you can be.

I slam my locker and turn to my best friend, Kelly Walter. "Please tell me again why we had that dreaded geography test today." I said. "Cheer up, Ally. It was pretty easy. You're stressing over nothing." She said.

I have finally finished the excruciatingly painful amputation of my left leg following my horrendous case of trench foot. I honestly wanted to cry, I’m sure death is no where near as painful as the pain I will be forced to endure as I carry on through my life. The way they sawed through my dead leg as though they had no feeling of remorse. The look on their faces screamed “this isn’t my first time dealing with something so gruesome.” The way it plopped into the “doctor's” arm as he was cutting through the remaining pieces of living flesh. The way the people around me were staring in shock… you could see that look of horror, that look of “this can happen to me”. Haha, I guess I can’t blame them too much as I would do the

Aww, baby. Having that be the first thing I see when I turn on my computer is more than I could ask for. I think my cheeks are getting hotter by the second from what you wrote. My cheeks are getting pinker, as it usually does when I’m with you. This usually happens when I’m with you. I get this warm and fuzzy feeling when I’m with you. I didn’t know love could be so enchanting. Today was a perfect day to chat and update each other on our lives considering the weekend starts tomorrow (1 hour and 25 minutes, but who’s counting (excluding me) ). Your stories and finding the trip to be an awesome experience brings me joy. I don’t think I've eveeerrr wrote nor said this in the past but, I really want you to be happy. Your happiness can really make

One day, on a crisp summer evening, my two brothers had visited from sebring.My mother had told us to sit down on the couch and thats what we did. I knew something was wrong when my brothers looked at me worriedly...Logan started crying and I got really worried, then my mom began with the words “Olivia, I know you don't want to hear this but, i’m diagnosed with cancer”....she explained how she was diagnosed with it, she had a lot of tumors and a lump in her throat, I didn't believe this, my life had changed forever at that moment, I thought to myself, how was i going to cope with this? The change would be hard but maybe it will bring something good hopefully

Hi, Natalie. It’s not too late for me, but I’m glad you had a chance to write back. Yes my daughter is excitied this is the first year she has her own class, she filled in for a teacher that had retidard last year.

Mom, it was hard to leave you and my brothers and move to my new home. I will miss all of you.

Her eyes struggled to stay open, slowly blinking but never closing. Droplets from the clouds rolled down the windowpane, like copycats of those running down her face. The night was dark with shadows. The only sounds in the house were the plump raindrops falling on the windowsill, the clinking of beer bottles and the sound of her nervous breath. She had to stay awake for she had left the moment he had passed out on the dusty couch in the living room. Her sweaty palms clutched the leather straps of her bag. Her body shook like a small dog’s and the wind made the trees sway like the ghosts of everything she’d ever known. The sound finally came and so did the closing of her bedroom door.