Squeaky Monologue

“ We are at your house,” I said. When I saw Ponyboy running out of his house and telling me to go with him and run away. I was thinking of asking him, but did it anyway. “ Ponyboy, where are we going?” I said. He told me that we are just going to the park and come back home. We were at the park hanging out, until the Socs came.

I pull up and fuck your daughter, sike nah let me stop. I ain't 21 Savage and I ain't Lil Yatchy,

She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to fuck me, suck me, suck then fuck me I'm the ice cream man, she chunky monkey She like to twirly swirly, in my vanilla coupe

This is going to be a long day for me if my boss finds out i’m late.

Zaki, Ibrahim Writ/Lit Mrs. Merrick slough The pungent smell of sweat and body odor are savagely attacking my nostrils as I struggle to escape the iron grip of my opponent. I can tell by his brutality this is not going to end well. This is more than a match to him, it’s personal. His rage is uncontained like a tased bull.

Amelia's right foot always took the first step, followed by her left. Trees towering over her, a cold breeze blowing through the tree foliage, a gloomy fog sounding her. A defining screech is heard through the relatively soundless forest, Amelia catches a glimpse of bird with feathers black as the darkest night. It glides for branch to branch gradually getting closer. Until it goes in for the final swoop, when it is but a few mere metres away from Amelia, her eyes jolt open and the homily atmosphere of her bedroom fills her senses. It was just a dream, like every night, alas Amelia still couldn't figure out what it meant, but it had to mean something, right?

“Australians all let us rejoice, for we are young and free” I lulled the words over in my mind as I stared out at the bulga (mountains) from inside my car. The view of the mountain range was captivating beyond expression- the mellow, yellow rays of the setting guwing (sun) shed a soft light over the beautiful landscape. Clear grassy plains contrasted with the dense green shrubbery of the bush, this was my nura (country)- I loved it. Into the opening stumbled a young gubba (white man). He carried a rifle and prowled the area waiting for a dingu (dingo) to hop past.

Glowing You knocked me sideways When you said that you were leaving. You knocked me over When you cried and told the truth.

Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood! Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood! Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!

This is similar to mine, but without the part that prevents you from being able to change back. It's a simple seal you can undo on your own.

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious

The kids are in the church. One desperate thought ran through my mind. Ponyboy was already running. Dally was swearing, saying it was too late and we shouldn’t die as well. I still have to help, they’re in there!

to accept it, this is my eternity, i'd stay here forever and ever. I guess this is it, my whole life and it's all wasted. I wonder if I could have done anything different, maybe be kinder, give to the poor, I don't know. I'll never get married or have children.

DudeTacular It killed my family. It was TheBrokenBone! I was 10 so what could I do, I ran. I ran all the way to my house

I mind as well stay in this damn jail for the rest of my days. Things just aren’t the same anymore. So what if I lost my temper and was about to go ape shit on the rest of my crew? All’s I wanted to was get back at sonic and those damn freedom fighters and now here I am, barely feeling like myself let alone an anti-sonic in jail without any of my other team mates.