Relax Marlie Monologue

I’m late. The Starbucks line was long and the coffee stain is still splattered on my black skirt. I check my calendar, September 11. The city’s smog is killing me. If it wasn’t for this meeting, I’d be at my allergist getting new medication to deal with it. I take another sip of my coffee. The heat and the splash of mint I had them add, helps open up my sinuses.

“Gather up everybody, and tell them to meet us at the base. I am going to go grab a quick cup of coffee. Do you want a glass?”

The orchestra tunes their instruments as I sit in the back of the auditorium, fiddling with my Thoroughly Modern Millie playbill. A friend of a friend, Jolie, is sat next to me as we wait for our mutual friend to join us. Though we sat in silence, it was comfortable. Our friend, Kyra, joins us as the lights begin to dim. Before we are left in the dark, Kyra throws me a knowing smile as if she knows exactly how these next two hours will impact the rest of my life. I smile back though and turn my attention to the stage.

On 05/14/17, I was dispatched to 2440 W. Madison in reference to an assault that occurred at the location.

When George went to offer Hazel some of his reviving beverage, there was a hard pounding clamor which seemed like a thump on the entryway. The more hesitant they became, the louder and more restless the sound got to be. At first, George thought it was another of those sounds, yet he didn't generally observe an effect.

W. Fred Turner comes back in full force saying, "Well now Lester, the stores close at midnight at Apalachicola. When you and your friends got back at 5:30 could you have still been maybe a little bit thirsty?"

Hello my name is Madelyn Johnson, I attend Bartels Middle School and am a 11 years old. I have played ball ever since I was little and fell in love with it instantly. I would watch the Brewers all the time and they give me motivation. I really appreciate how many of the activities are involved around children. I wish I could go to more games in the summer.

The venti, iced, nonfat, light ice, chai latte tumbles off of the counter and spills onto the man’s loafers. Naturally, I grab the mop and set up a recovery card for the man with chai all over his shoes. “I’m so sorry, sir! Please take this card and use it for a free item off the menu! We can pay for your shoes to be cleaned as well,” I apologized. The man scowled at me and then rolled his eyes. He growled, “I expect a fresh drink in my hand! What a pain! God, this is what happens when these high school dropouts start thinking they can do whatever job they want!”

I stop, remembering my mother warning me not to get in the car with strangers who offer you candy... She never said anything about getting in the car with cute guys who offer you coffee. Reluctantly, I follow him to his black charger and direct him to my house.

If you haven’t used a tampon before, and you don’t have a Phd at the end of your name, it’s hard to hear you. TMI I know, but while you change multiple times, you use them for 24 hours, and up to 4 to 7 days. It is very disturbing to think that our cotton fields are being contaminated to the point that it’s transferring into everything. And now, we’re using something that over the years could endanger our health, or God forbid our future children. And it’s not just tampons, but pads, wipes, washes and so much more. We are our own worst enemy, and we will destroy

As a Brit-Cuban raised in the States, I get my fair share of gag birthday gifts. This year, a 16- ounce tub of Marmite landed in my kitchen. However, the joke ison my friends, since I plan on making several Marmite- inspired dishes and serving it back to them without their prior knowledge. Despite its unsavory reputation forbeing unpalatable, the impressively potent substance has legions of fans throughout the English-speaking world. Since 1902, generations of British families have willingly slathered this polarizing condiment on their toast.

I remember walking through the doors of my high school and feeling a mixture of dread and excitement settle heavily somewhere between my throat and my gut. This was not the first time, nor the last time that I experienced what most people would call butterflies, except in my case it felt more like the butterflies were nukes playing tag, and the aftershocks were giving me the shakes. Due to my inability to talk to my fellow classmates without feeling like a leaf in the middle of a hurricane, I came to the conclusion that the only way to get rid of this fear was to face it head on, so that’s exactly what I did.

“Martin why do you want to attract a bunch of needy girls? Girls are a drag. They always want attention and you to buy stuff for them and hold their heavy bags.”

It is a warm sunny afternoon, celie and nettie are on the front porch of celie’s house drinking ice cold tea. Celie was old but in her heart still felt younger than ever. The sisters were reflecting on the last twenty years of their lives. So much had changed for celie since nettie returned with her children, adam and olivia. She was so happy for all the positive things going on in her life and gave thanks daily for all that she was given.

“Large café latte?” the barista at Lake Avalon Coffee shop called out in a cheerful voice.