Stapleya Monologue

The beast they encountered were told to be “panthers, tygers, wolves, and other beasts of prey” prey meaning predators. Due to the animals hunting at night, explorers had to work quickly throughout the day. The men were scared at night afraid of possible attacks “frightful ditty ‘till day appears” meaning they could barely sleep with all the predators around them. The explorers had made an enemy with nature.

Grass tickles my bare feet, and the sultry night air caresses my skin as I stand facing the forest. With the moon full and glistening over the dew covered greenery, I am enraptured. The gentle breeze wraps around me like a lovers embrace and I am lost to my surroundings. The nights are beginning to cool with the new season and are a welcomed relief to the waning summer heat.

She kept on thinking. I wonder how things will turn out? She felt nervous and anxious for school today, like she did everyday.

Jimmy was young 13-year-old boy in the eighth grade. At school one day he heard about something that had happened forty years before and he intended to ask his father when he got home. That afternoon he walked into the kitchen, gave his mother a hug, grabbed a cookie and walked into the living room where Dad sat next to the window with the cat on his lap, watching the snow fall, as he recovered from a cold.

A particularly nasty group pf men set at the far end of the bar, their drunken crooning filling the rest of the tavern with horrid, off key notes. From what Marco heads from their legible conversation, much of what they "say" are merely drunken slurs, it appears that they are a band of mercenaries or something similar.

I fnishing talking to an annoying girl, and suddenly I hear a bang. I search the room and find Naomi on the ground holding her head, she's shaking back and forth mumbling things I can understand.

Imagine this, it’s noon and you’re outside on a beautifully sunny day. Everything is going perfectly swell until suddenly you’re swallowed by an unexpected wave of blistering hot air. You black out and moments, maybe hours later, you regain your conscience and find yourself stranded somewhere in an unnaturally gorgeous island. That’s practically the story of everyone who finds themselves on an island called Nil, and everyone who finds themselves on the mysterious island has exactly a year to leave before they die. On this pretty little island was a girl named Natalie. She was a veteran on Nil and had priority. Having priority meant that you

I noticed... it's been 10 years!!! I felt awkward at times too!!! I was the only one smiling…

Standing in the one hundred hallway, I look across the circle of my friends and I staring at Madison's face with the annoyed look on my face, like usual. Mackie’s standing there going on and on about how amazing her life is. Today the topic is about her clothes, and how expensive they are. By the outside appearance of Mackie you would think of her as a little, cute, innocent girl, but she is very far from that. She goes on every day about how perfect her life is and never stops bragging. Okay, it's great she has a good life but she doesn't need to talk about it daily to everyone who don’t really care. You may have to get to know her to realize that she is a bragger thought, her physical appearance doesn’t show it as much.

I knew the moment I saw her bent over the hood of her car on the side of the road that Layna was trouble.

Hey, Joe. So Trew was talking to me last night about there being some type of vibe because there seems to be issues between you and I, and I can just tell that it's really affecting him (plus he told me that it was). He's brought it up to me before, but I figured that I'd just try to straighten whatever it is out whenever we come up there or IF you come down here to AL in March (or whenever Final Round is). He's talked about his plans to have a business, and about how he wants us both by his side throughout the whole journey, and how hard it'll be for him if things were how they are now. I'm going to tell you what I told him, I think what it is, is that I think you don't like me, and you think that I don't like you so that's probably why this

In 1968. Jagersfontein my second brother, just younger than me Japie Bedle was born. He was my mom’s biggest baby and came in at 9 pounds with black curly hair and bottle green eyes and a lisp when he talked. I loved to play with him from the beginning. I hugged and kissed him and he always would give me a big bright smile. He soon became the apple of my eye and my mom’s. He was always my mom’s beloved son. When Mom ran errands she would always ask me to hold his bottle. As soon a Ma left the room and started being busy with other choirs. I would lay on my back and suck that bottle dry. Moses was the “big responsible brother” that went telling on me. The secret was out and I was never asked to hold Japie’s bottle again. As children, we were best friends, we developed a love-hate relationship and later a master-slave relationship.

I woke up in a hospital and I asked the nurse ware Ponyboy and Dally were . Then stinging pain hit my back like a heater shot my then i remembered church in blazes and when my and Ponyboy and me saved the children in the church and then an ambulance showed up then I blacked out.

Hi the name's Sheba, I’m a shy yet affectionate little gal. I haven't had a whole lot of human interaction in my life, so as a result I'm very timid and shy around new people. However since being here at Caring hands I am growing more used to people, and tend to warm up people a little faster now. When you come in to see me you might not be able to find me, because I love climbing in the bottom cabinet where I can relax in peace. Though when you open the cabinet, I'll more then gladly come out to see you. I like to be petted and even held for short periods of time, though when you are petting me make sure you move slowly towards me because fast movements sometimes frighten me. I was an indoor cat in my past, and would like to remain an indoor

After the much of the world as I know it was destroyed, I was stuck with a group of people who have both made my life a living hell, and saved it time and time again. Back before the plague hit, we would have never even come in contact, there are I few I wish I never would’ve come in contact with either way. Maybe if we were still in the modern functioning world, we’d be the hit sitcom or even a dysfunctional band. Alas the modern world as I knew it is only left in my memory, with so few people left of earth, and with no technology, the six of us are stranded.