Rime Monologue

They had to remove their clothes and put on meager work clothing. They slept in tight quarters. They had no rights and were treated like animals.

“Um-hum! And your face is dirty. I got a great mind to wash your face for you. Ain’t you got nobody to tell you to wash your face at home?”

Contrary to the litany of expectations that he had been disciplined to embrace and practice since his earliest years, Daphne was responsible for the abrupt change for the eldest son of Hedrick and Mathilda Formonsus. The boy was raised to expect nothing out of life but solitary achievement, power, and wealth and was more than surprised by the joy he felt after meeting Daphne, his next-door neighbour, a girl he was forbidden to have dealings of any kind, even neighbourly courtesies. He was not allowed to express the lowliest of pleasantries to any human being because his father believed it would mar his character by making him think that there were other people who were as good as the Formonsus family. The truth is that the Formonsus family

The time was early in the summer. I felt like I had been waiting for eight long months and finally the day, it was a Friday afternoon, when Sariah and I met Emmie and Pepper.

“You ain’t gonna tell me what to do,” I would retort in voice that was akin to a 50 year old smoker. Back then, I didn’t care about life; I was a free soul. I lived life like a fighter fought, impervious to monsters, clowns, and everything in between. It wasn’t until my 23rd birthday that I finally opened my eyes.

once there we participated along with others in dancing at the black light party. getting closer to crew we were told to start heading back to base and gladly agreed to

‘Indeed,’ said Clemmie, as if the men had not spoken. ‘I thought I could trust Great Aunt Hortensia. I knocked at her door then barged inside. By that time, I was bent over double trying to catch my breath. When I stood up straight, that’s when I saw…I saw…’

“I imagine it must be very different. The First Order base, it’s probably clean and sterile and smells of disinfectant. All you see is stormtroopers and officers who barely give you a second look. And then you come here and it’s...different. It smells different, it looks different, there’s so much noise, so much going on all at once...it must be disconcerting for you.”

"I was there with no money, stranded. My husband had to fly over from Miami that same day, catch the first flight available to rescue me and my family."

Ma'am we were so much scared about the viva... where we get wrong was we stuck to guyton, word by word, line by line.... in the end it wasn't that much bad credit goes to you☺. You really asked the simplest one's though i couldn't even answer them properly & i really forgot that memory lecture was included

“Of course my fine fellow, for It would be of great laud and honor to host a fine officer as yourself.”

“Let’s go to Ft. Lewis!” B said, excited about testing the new Jeep’s limits. I nodded and grinned at him because I wanted to do the same. We had only had it for 2 weeks, and I had only driven it twice. So, off we went, down Pacific Avenue, through Spanaway and into the backside of Ft. Lewis (not renamed to JBLM yet). He is retired military so if there was an issue with us being on post, he could take care of it.

I: Were you safe and hidden there for the rest of the War, or did something go wrong?

“Oh. Well, in this world, your reality is completely opposite of who you were in the other world.”

Robert Browning, one of the greatest poets of his literary period, was born on May 7, 1812, in Camberwell, London. He was the first child of Robert and Sarah Anna Browning