Tma Monologue

Periods have been linked to a part of the reason girls have missed school. Condoms are free so why aren’t tampons and pads? Most women in third world countries cannot afford the pricey cost of tampons and pads. Even in first world countries women cannot afford to by the proper sanitary products. Are they just a luxury for women? Women also do not sign up to have their periods we can’t control them. In public, we talk about periods as much as we do diarrhea. Never. We have to shove tampons up our sleeves so no one knows that it is our time of the month. We stick wads of toilet paper in our underwear when we are out of supplies. Has anyone ever seen the commercials with the pads when they are pouring the light blue liquids out of cups onto pads; meanwhile

As I wandered through the cobblestoned streets of The Town, I realized something wasn’t quite right. The People were gathered around what seemed to be a wooden platform. Some had tears in their eyes, and some looked as if they might faint. My stomach churned. The People were always happy, celebrating and laughing, never as they are now. I went to find My Human, Meg, who had bright red hair, easily found. Meg had always been kind to me and my lot, taking it upon herself to feed and shelter us. She even let me sleep on her bed on especially cold nights. Most of The People were not so kind. They drowned our runts, or those who got too old.

All I was doing in the forest was dancing. I was doing no such harm. But, my father surprised me and I became terrified. Dancing is not welcomed in this village. I do not consider what I was doing was witchcraft. I do not desire my father to get into trouble because of my actions. My father has many enemies and I could jeopardize his position in the teacher. However, I was not the solitary one in the forest dancing. Ruth is also in the kind of state that I and I wonder why. Tituba knows how to talk to the dead and Ruth was sent to Tituba by her mother. Her mother wanted to find out who killed her seven siblings.

“I don’t know what to do anymore,” I say as I run the blade ‘down the road’ on my wrist. I cried softly, hoping no one can hear me. I don’t want to be in this world anymore. How can I live in the world when everyone hates me? My parents abused me all the time before they died. I guess it’s now taking an effect on me. My friends all stabbed my back a thousand times. I Wish I didn’t tell them my secrets. They just went and told everyone else and now I’m known as the town slut. Even my boyfriend hates me. Or should I say ex-boyfriend. He proved it today. (Flashback) I was walking to class. I saw two people kissing next to the lockers and thought “I wish my boyfriend and I were like that.” As I got closer, it was my boyfriend with another girl. How could he? He said he loved me. We all lie at one point in our lives. Am I right? He

Woah, woah, woah. We got a bitch ass sprog here thinking dissing someone's comment is really going to get us somewhere. You're just a little thirteen-year-old furfag, grow the fuck up already. Anyways, I was just stating the fact that just because other people are allergic to something shouldn't be the reason why something should be illegal same for folks who have asthma. Also the thing on destroying your lungs/cancer there way more other things that cause cancer, but you don't see the government trying to stop it, know do you? All the shit they put in our food cause cancer, but you don't see tons of commercials talking about how we should grow our own food or to eat better. I mean people should have the right to smoke a cigarette if they want

"Ava... Ava." I hear my name being called and I groan at the intrusion of my sleep. I turn over to my side and bring the blankets up, covering my face completely from the morning sun.

I choke on laughter at her suggestion. How in hell could she possibly think that I would agree and go with her and Diego the Brazilian bull-dozer that ripped our family apart to live with in fucking Argentina?

If you're having relationship problems, don't ask me because I'm going to give it to your straight and raw.  I've seen it time and time again where people are just disgusted with their partner and they come to me for advice but leave madder than they came. (haha)

Maxie came into our lives November 20th, 2013. My sister found her on the side of the road. My dad told us that we couldn’t keep her because we already had too many dogs. We put up signs and uploaded posts on facebook asking if she was anyone’s dog. No one claimed her and she began to grow on everyone. Before long, she was a part of our family. We all loved her and couldn’t imagine our household without her. She was this little blessing that found her way into our house and I will forever be thankful to whoever’s dog she was, for allowing us have two years of joy with her.

In this essay, I will be analyzing a character from the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. By seeing how intense the passion was between Romeo and Juliet in this play, it’s not hard to see that the main theme of this play is love. The character that I will be analyzing will be Tybalt. The tension between Tybalt and Romeo was significant. So much so, that Romeo killed Tybalt later in the play which resulted in him being tossed into exile by the prince. What indirectly caused this fatal encounter was when Romeo attended the Capulet’s ball and Tybalt wasn’t too happy about his presence. In this essay, I will go into more detail about the two ways how Tybalt affected the outcome of this play.

Four years and three schools later, and I’m still standing. Thank You to my wonderful parents, for putting up with me. Honestly, I wouldn't have been able to do it without you. Ma, I know you’ve been to hell and back with me, but MAMA I FINALLY MADE IT! Thank You to my amazing sister, you’ve been my rock this whole time. I know I don’t tell you enough, but thank you so much. To my un-biological sister, Jamie, I love you more than you’ll ever know. Thank you for putting up with me for 12 years, I love you so much Jwoww. Shoutout to my Holy Cross sisters. You taught me to live every day with Courage, Compassion, and Scholarship. Long live Lide English 1, always remember Thea Kreis, and Ouellete Advisory

ill fucking kill you bitch if you don't stop talking shit behind my back you dirty tart. You be suck all sort of dick my boy and I gonna expose your bitch ass if you don't stop. maybe ill brake your fucking family's knees in. I'm not going to fuck around anymore you fucking dirty ass bitch, another thing you owe me money you hoe. bitch I got niggas that are willing to beat your ass.........

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

Lent recently began and like many, I have been thinking of what I can give up. Even if you don't celebrate Lent, I think it's good for us all to take stock of what we can leave behind.

The love you show to people and the love you freely gave to people, those love ones will remember you for that one thing. That’s how you will stay alive in your love one’s minds and spirits that you have left behind. For instance, my friend that passed away a week again, she was not a great person to some people. Well at least that’s what they think, but the people she loved, they will always remember her. Morrie wants Mitch to realize that just because people die, does not mean we won’t forget them (prezi.com).