Seventeen Years The pink glittery ink shined on the napkin against Louis’s dark blue ink. The I’s were dotted and the T’s were crossed. The deal was that if Louis and I were still single when we were thirty then we would marry each other. Louis had recently turned thirteen, so he was afraid of being alone forever. His pimpled face was one that the girls around us did not find attractive. My braces were almost as repelling as the cat graphic t-shirts my mom bought me.
“Do you really think we will be old and single?” I asked Louis. I was wild with fear. I didn’t want to be alone forever.
“No, you are cute. I think you will have a husband by the age of twenty.” Louis’s cheerful voice shouted next to my ear.
“You kiddos are funny. Marriage is a big step, and you have to actually love the person you are with.” Louis’s mom chuckled at how simple our minds were.
“Mom, I know what love is. I am a man now.” Louis scoffed, making his mom kiss his head.
I managed to stay close to Louis during our childhood. The both of us slowly started to transition into actual people. I lost the braces, Louis lost the pimples, and we both started to dress like kids our age. Louis was handsome; he always had this long hair that he straightened every morning. He told the girls that he didn’t do his hair, but I knew otherwise. Louis had many girlfriends in
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What did Louis look like? What if he didn’t want to date me once he saw me? I just got out a relationship, what if that bothers him? My fingers fold, and shake as I wait. The minute I saw him, I was shocked. Puberty hit Louis in college, and he was handsome. He had shaggy brown hair, scruff on his jaw, and cheekbones that were more structured than my life. He was still small, but he looked fit. His thin lips spread into a smile the instant his blue ocean eyes meet mine. The black ink on his tan arms makes me swoon. Louis had grown up to be the type of man I wanted to be
From across the room, I felt his eyes upon me. Louis had us seated at a table near a window overlooking the slow flowing muddy river. Myles Laveau sat across the room, his dinner companion’s back was toward the room and to me- I was seething with a need to view her face. Why was I feeling this way, he was not mine… I had no right to be angry. I had Louis to my left and Boudreaux to my right, but wanted what was out of reach- at least for the moment. I knew I could have him again; Myles Laveau affected me the same way the flame-haired woman had, but unlike her, he made himself available. The simplest touch from him sent quivers through my pleasure place; just the touch of his eyes upon me had me quivering with desire for him, and
As I sat on the couch getting ready for the first day back at school, I heard the phone in the kitchen ring. I stood up to go answer it and I heard loud footsteps coming down the stairs. My mother was running down the stairs to answer it just in case it was one of her work calls. I noticed that her voice started to crack as if she was going to cry and the smile that she once had on her face had disappeared. The person on the other end of the phone was my Uncle Dylan from California calling to let us know that Aunt Liz had died in a car wreck. We were so devastated but little did we know she left me $12k. A couple days later I received a letter in the mail saying that I had to use it to help pay for my tuition. I am looking to attend the nursing program at Lindenwood, Missouri State, or St. Louis University.
There are times when I need help from those I love the most, such as parents or grandparents. But sometimes they may be unreachable or there’s a problem that I cannot tell them about. That is why I have friends that I go to when life gets a little rough around the edges. These men are always there to give me a word of encouragement or a solution to one of life’s serious problems. Here is one of the three great men that I know and trust.
At the start of my sophomore year at the elite patriarchal boarding school, Alabaster Preparatory Academy, I started dating the prestigious, Mathew Livingston. Although I've never wanted to seem inadequate, when I met him I felt I had to play the maiden in distress so that he would like me. After going out for a while, I realized, he never saw the real me. He never loved the real me. He loved me best when I needed help. He loved me
Louis L'Amour was born Louis Dearborn LA Moore on March 22, 1908, the last of seven children. He was the son of Dr. Louis Charles and Emily Dearborn LA Moore. He lived in Jamestown, North Dakota until he was 15 years old. In Jamestown he would often meet and talk to the cowboys that came off of the railroad with cattle for the stock yard and with his two uncles, who worked on ranches, would tell him about ranch life. This is where he got his love for westerns. From his maternal grandfather he got the history of the Civil and Indian Wars. So he was exposed to the history and adventures of the American Frontier.
I am from a little town call Laplace. It is about 40 minutes away from New Orleans, Louisiana. I am a single mother of a beautiful daughter that is two years old, and she is very active! We love to go to New Orleans and visit the zoo, the aquarium, the children’s museum, have picnics at the river front, and more! She is also enrolled in dance classes, which leaves me with little time for my own hobbies. When I found out I was pregnant, I had quit my job, move a hour and a half away from home, took a break from school, and became a stay at home mom. While I enjoyed spending all my time with my daughter, I grew tired of staying home all day and just cleaning and cooking. After a year and a half, I decided to go back to work and found a job as
“Here’s the thing, the previous relationship was so damaged,. Two adults, we wouldn’t dare to venture into a relationship, but we are exploring each other’s company, I will say.”
"But Dad you see, here's the thing, I don't want to get married." Louis said with a side grin, standing up from the chair once his locks were combed and slipping on some shoes.
“No, you are not actually, you are only sixteen. That may seem old, but you are not responsible enough yet.” The man reasoned
After learning these two ruler’s stories, I found that they were pretty similar. They both were keen on the idea of power, had problems with another form of ruling government, and they both brought along battles with their reign. Also, they were both beheaded for treason. Though they were similar, they were also different. While Louis opposed the idea of giving over partial power ever, Charles let go of some power multiple times, even if it was only for his own benefit. Also, while Louis fled with his family, Charles wouldn’t show any fear. Even as they brought him to be executed, he wore a thick cotton shirt in order to keep from shivering, and ultimately showing a sign of weakness to the people watching. Which, I think is very sad! King Louis
As I left the patio, I thought about Dad’s friend, Luc. He was a hunter and a fisherman, and I asked him once why he didn’t have the bumper sticker ‘Guns don’t kill. People do.’ He said because it was a lie. Guns gave people the courage to commit crimes or kill. I told Samuel Luc’s story. He thought for a moment and said that’s why Americans fear gun laws. They’re afraid if they lose their guns, they will lose their courage.
Today’s marriage can be viewed in so many different ways. Everyone has a different say on what marriage means to them. Whether it’s said out in vows to share with friends and family on a big special day, simply signing a piece of paper in the courthouse to have a small gathering. For example, even shown in the popular modern television series, Grey’s Anatomy, the two lead characters Meredith Grey and Derek Shepherd, write what they promised each other in a marriage on a sticky note and got married in a courthouse. A famous quote that Meredith Grey’s character said was, “Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life.' Did you say it? Make a plan.
Hi Brittany, my leg is getting better today and I'm able to walk normally. I suppose to go get MRI today but, I got a phone called from MRI office that approval from insurance it's a contract but they need approval without a contract???? Basically doctor office sent a wrong request, now I have to wait for new approval they told me it will take until next Monday. I told the doctor that my leg is getting better today and I feel like I don't need to get the MRI but, doctor assist me that I still need to go to get the exam. I would like to let you know that I will go back to work next week, I'm recovery and ready to go back to
“Of course not, it’s a good thing. I like people like you. You are an independent woman who can freely speak her mind. That’s something,” Frank said.
While the weeks passed by, I wore the necklace that Levi had given me for Christmas. It was tarnished now, but I didn’t care. I never took it off. I showered and slept in it. As Levi and I wrote less and less. I thought of him often, but I started looking at other guys. That next day, I found out that Jacob Camden was interested in me. He was a charming, brown skin fellow that wore khakis, button up shirts, and bow ties. I didn’t think that he was my type, but I gave him my phone number anyway. Three weeks after we got to know each other, Jacob asked me to be his girlfriend, and I accepted his offer.