Short Story : My Story

“Whatever Johnny. Don’t forget to be ready at seven o’clock. We have to be at school for my thirty year reunion at seven-thirty, remember?” I reminded him.

The other Wes Moore written by Wes Moore is about two completely different life stories that have completely different outcomes. Two young men with the same name, lived in the same neighborhood, yet they chose two different paths to walk through life. The author chose going to school and getting an education. The other Wes Moore chose the path of drugs and alcohol. Each Wes had events that help shape the path they would walk on through life.

Ooo, she’s on her phone and hasn’t gotten off it since I first saw her. She never got off it at home. So that probably hasn’t changed. Man I wish I had her number

"I want you to go back to the square try to retrace her steps. Get camera footage, eyewitness statements anything that's going to help us find her."

Ryan, she was supposed to contact you to explain her situation, but I’m not sure if she spoke with you yet.

“Lester” the old man said. “ How about we take you somewhere safe.” Lester said in a sly tone.

father’s car keening in the distance. “Your’e one in a million” this shows that her dad is proud as well as

Ariana hasn't been answering any of my messages or any of my calls. I eventually decided to give up and I went and took a shower.

After learning all the basics, Carter is finally ready to take care of his own fields, and his own house. Knowing more about plants helps him grow his own garden. When it comes to weeds in his yard he knows what to use in order to kill them. So now that he is able to do all of these things properly he can be an official hired man of the farm. He also has the ability to teach others how to farm, not to mention the degree of Farm Management he will get at college he will learn even more. Farming may be hard, but with a lot of experience and learning you can become a professional in just a couple of

Ryan would start off his work by checking in with the owner. After that the owner would deploy small groups of workers into the fields to harvest. Ryan's best friend Thomas would always be in his group. When Ryan needed help Thomas would be there to lend a hand. It was one day when a large truck pulled into the farm. The truck had

I wanted to sneak in at night while she was working but Francisco and Mark insisted that I call her and set up a time to go get my things. I hated that I listened to them the moment she answered my

just wanted to hold her, tell her it was ok, but I couldn't see her. I

''He’s at the canyon.'' He informed to the rest of the group. ''The same one-''

She is okay they probably went to eat somewhere and lost track of time. I call her phone.

As We Where Waiting For Joshua To Get The Door I Was Trying To Contact Mom On Wheatley’s Emergency’s Phone, But Then It Died So I