Saraland: A Short Story

Have you ever got into a fight with a family member? Then it ends and the

Although many relatives strongly believed that Helen belonged in an institution, her parents were strongly against it and contacted many doctors looking for a cure. They were not able to find one, they were however, referred to Michael Anaganos director of the Perkins Institute for the Blind in Boston. There, they were introduced to Anne Sullivan Macy who became Helen’s teacher. She began to teach Helen finger spelling, which at first frustrated her because she could not make the connections between the words and the objects. This lead to even more uncontrollable tantrums. Through the extraordinary patience effort and determination of her teacher, she was eventually able to understand the word water when Anne took her out to a water

It had been about ten months since Aileen Mavourneen was introduced to the family. I was never fond of her. She was a dog and since i was a cat, we didn't get along. She always had the attention and Sadie never played with me anymore. The baby was always pulling on the dog's fur, laying on it, playing with it, kissing it. My days are quite a bore now that no one does any of that with me.

Willow smiled evilly. The black kittypet lashed his tail. Willow’s grey and black-specked pelt was ungroomed, and her silverish chest was bent in awkwardly as she stalked away. The small black kittypet with a blue, yet blood-stained, collar followed on her tail. A rouge slid up to her, flashing his claws across her pelt, but Willow snapped his neck before her blood started welling out. Ash stopped in his tracks, eyeing the surroundings carefully, before following her. The black tom’s amber and blue icy gaze flittered over the blood. He licked his muzzle.

“I can't imagine life without that child under my feet,” said Sara Chickering in Witness. Next the people in Vermont had to face hatred when the K.K.K threw a stone through a woman’s window, her was Sara Chickering. Then her job is a farmer however the most important person in her life a little girl named Esther. She is a six year old who is Jewish. Next the K.K.K had thrown stone carried a letter and Sara was pacing back and forth and was worried about Esther. Next in her mind was “I can't imagine life without that child under my feet.” Next this shows even kids are being affected by the hate in their town. Then the people in both in Vermont and Montana went through racism, but there was a a solution and it was the community coming together to stand up to hatred.

I learned it too late. Everyone’s life matters, even mine. Or at least it did, but now I have no life. I was ready to give up when I took that bottle of pills, but The Angel knew me better. When I finally left my human body, The Angel was the one who gave me a new life, a new body, and a new purpose: save them.

Thankfully, I had my husband there to support me on our big day. Honestly, he was one of the biggest reasons why I was able to accomplish an unmedicated birth because I doubted

The strangest things happened to Cassie St. Clair. Wherever she went, things weren't quite normal. When she was four years old, the building where she attended day care vanished in the middle of the night. The day it disappeared was the same day that the other children made fun of her for believing that cats could talk. They made fun of her so much that it made her cry, and wish she would never have to go back to that awful place. As if by a stroke of luck, she never had to return. The disappearance of the day care center was the first strange incident to happen around her, and if it had been the last then she might not seem so strange. But the strange events followed her and her mother when they moved to Los Angeles a few months later.

The rain was pouring like cats and dogs. The crowd rushes like there is a wild animal coming. Sally lost Mrs.Chipley in the crowd. Now Sally is lost and has known where to go. How will Sally find her now? Sally kept walking down the sidewalk, but then she found Mrs.Chipley is sitting there all alone and crying. Sally walked up to Mrs.Chipley and asked her if so was ok.

Sara Zarr's novel Story of a Girl is a journey through the mind of a young un-loved girl as she attempts to get through life daily. Thirteen year old Deanna Lambert was caught by her father in the back of Tommy Webber's Buick , parked next to the old Chart House down in Montara at eleven o'clock on a Tuesday night. Tommy was a seventeen year old friend of her brother, Darren. In a moment, Deanna Lambert's teenage life chaged complely forever. She was struggling to overcome the role of being the "school slut," Deanna tries to escape a life defined by her past.

You're going to have to let me know about the gender when that time comes. It'll be interesting to see if your gut is right. If you are right i'll have to send you some solid armor for you to wear when puberty hits...you can thank me later.

My name is Sydney Hann and I’m a sophomore majoring in Public Health at NAU. I was unable to make it to the job fair on campus to see your table, but a friend of mine picked up your card. I am looking for a part-time position during this semester and I was wondering if you were still hiring. I have experience working with kids 6-12 in and out of the classroom. Thank you for your time and have a nice day.

For years I heard the same bedtime story every night, the one where my parents would argue for hours until one of them got hurt. I couldn't stand to hear it any longer, and I guess my mother couldn't either, because one day she gave up on

The melody of a music box filled the atmosphere as if it was oxygen. A lonely girl was situated on her bed with a sketchbook laying on her lap and a pencil resting between her fingers. The music box silenced and the sound of the pencil being dragged across the blank paper echoed across the room. The young lady erased every now and then and continued this process until the pencil flew out her hands just as she flipped the pencil to erase.

When I was a young boy, I lived with my father, a woodcutter and his wife. My name was Hansel and I had a sister named Gretel. We were a poor family that lived in a great forest. Great misfortune hit and we couldn’t get bread from the land.