Alison avoided Mrs. Foster as the day went on. She even thought about whether she wanted to go to her room after school, but knew if she didn’t, then she would be in further trouble. “Meet you at the cenotaph,” Alison reminded Sarah when the final bell of the day arrived and the eruption of kids tumbled out of classrooms like sweets on a conveyor belt. Sarah smiled wickedly at her friend and nodded her head with enthusiasm. “Don’t worry, I’ll be there,” grinned Sarah. “And no gory details,” Alison threatened whilst laughing. “Look at you, the last time I saw that look, was when Suzanne had that big cream cake for dinner the other day.” Sarah gave her dirty laugh as she disappeared into the throng of students in the corridor, and Alison …show more content…
“And whose idea was it to intrude on another kingdom?” Mrs. Foster asked. There was a pause until Alison spoke. “It was mine,” she replied uncaringly. “All of ours,” Simon butted in. “We’re all to blame.” “I see.” Mrs. Foster looked at them both and shook her head. “Why do something so dangerous? You were lucky to get back,” Mrs. Foster said, her voice changing from annoyance to being concerned. “Why did you do it? Why go to the palace of all places?” Mrs. Foster asked, with a look of remorse showing on her old face. “We wanted to see it before this war started,” Simon admitted. “But I think we were too late. It looked as though it had already been blown up.” “All dark and eerie was it? Daunting, with no human life to be seen and the air was as still as death?” Mrs. Foster asked casually. They both bolted up straight. “Yes!” they replied in unison. “Believe it or not, that was to protect you.” “Protect us?” Simon repeated. “Yes, when minors go through portals unsupervised, warning bells go and the portals are sent into overdrive and they create an empty kingdom. We did try to make them a bit brighter and colourful to make you youngie’s feel at ease. However, we decided that if we made them feel evil and spooky, then you may never enter portals on your own again.” “Well, it worked, I’ll never do it again,” Simon
I let out a big sigh and tried not to think about how stupid I would look on stage when I fell out of the turn and continued with class trying to distract myself from the worries. Another 45 minutes went by and class was over. She dismissed us and I walked to the front corner of the rectangular room to grab my sweatshirt that I had placed on the floor earlier that class. I then headed to the door and was about to exit the class when I heard a soft voice.
Then the last 7th grader had gone into the room and then Paige would go next starting off the 6th graders. As we inched up in line we all got a little bit more
"I don't know. I felt like something was..." He broke off into a sigh, and Jimin gave a small smile.
With the experience of being ignored, betrayed, and deprived, she becomes more afraid of loss and danger, but longs even more to have something to hold dear and belong to. When she gets into the convent school she finds temporary safety, being sheltered from the dangerous and unpredictable "outside", but her stepfather eventually brings her out into the
E: In one instant, Alison watched as “A”, an anonymous, sadistic stalker, crashed a car into her best friend’s house. A: Alison desperately wanted to help, but also knew to keep “A” from killing her and everyone she loves, but also knew that she must stay in the shadows. It was hard to stay away at times, but she had to endure the pain so she could find out who “A” is and take him/her down. E: As for Cece Drake, she had to endure in other ways. Her family didn’t accept her for who she was, or who she was turning into. Her parents checked her into Radley Sanitarium when she was a young girl, and kept her hidden from the rest of the family. A: Cece endured all those years without a family. When she finally escaped, she was shunned by her mother and father and had to endure living in a place where nobody knew who she was. Finally, her strength payed off when her sister took her in and loved her for who she was. L: Alison and Cece’s strength and endurance proved to their audience that they are
“Is there a problem, Miss?” One of the officers asked again. Wanting so badly to say that everything was all right, and send them away. Carol, for a few seconds, stares at William searching his eyes for an apology, but all she could see was hatred and the frightened looks on her children’s faces. And they could not be described in words.
"She had returned because she felt she could save her soul. She had gone home because she was frightened of the future and felt sure a natural order could yet be resumed. He had no choice but to continue with what he had begun.
“Honestly that look likes a haunted house because it seems as if there is no one living in it.” I say trying to contemplate what the house is and it's awful smell of fear.
She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes played over the scenery. A part of her couldn’t fathom a time when
“No keep going,” Jenny and I said. We pulled up to the cabin the headlights illuminating the cabin with an eerie yellow glow. All of a sudden.
“Yes, you there, that man er—young man I spoke to earlier,” she shrilled, clumsily trotting across the street. “Yes, you,” she panted, grasping hold of her centered, skirt slit and swiftly darting across the grass. “Oh it’s wet, the grass is moist,” she wailed. “Yes, you there,” she said again, pointing at me, nearing closer and clamoring up the porch steps. “Oh look, those are some beautiful, Ah—deadly roses!” she squawked, “I think they just made a ladder in my favorite tights.” Her face looked like it was going to sob again, but briskly, she straightened her stance and blew out a sharp breath. “I know,” she said breathlessly, “you're probably wondering what this horrendous woman is is doing in front of you and—oh my god, is this street full of supermodels!” her eyes shifted distractedly, gawking at Gemma. “You look like an angel. Your light, champagne blond hair is so gorgeous, and you're so lean and perfect—how tall are you? She quizzed Gemma.
"Sierra, it's too dangerous at night, if your sister had gotten hurt, no one would have been out there to help her." Jennie said reasonably. "I can't think of it!"
Frankie was shocked, and he flipped his head around to stare wide eyed at Lucia. She seemed just as horrified and shocked as he was. He was in a new country far away from his parents, and now he was losing his sister too. Life wasn’t fair. Why did he have to lose his sister? Frankie reached out and pulled Lucia’s arm trying to get her to stay. “Don’t
She tries to confront him with questions of certain thoughts she knows he has been hiding. She asks, “how now, my lord, why do you keep alone,/ Of sorriest fancies your companions making,/ Using those thoughts which should indeed have died/ With
In her foster care room, she would always invite Emily over to play board games. Caroline would talk with her about leaving foster care one day. One day the “foster bully.” They both called him, asked Caroline something.