Wilbur Life Story

His alarm went off early the next morning and he groaned as he got up to turn it off. He was just starting to fall asleep. He barely remembered the night before, and he was as tired as a kid could be. He struggled as he slowly forced himself out of bed and to his closet to get dressed.

Lionel Dufour starts his job by 2:45 every morning. By 7:30, everything is in order and the factory is packaging pickled foods. The employees work around the clock to make pickled pig lips, feet, and sausages. Lionel has been repeating the same process since he was around ten and was helping his father. Even at the mere age of ten, he stayed up until late hours of the night

Lennie and George run out of town cause Lennie ripped a girls dress after holding on to it ( he wasn’t very bright), they go

Rodney groaned as he was woken much, much earlier than any sane person should be getting out of bed. His mild annoyance increased in severity when he remembered today was the designated Sunday. He rolled over to identify the what in God’s name caused him to wake up while the 24-hour clock still had a ‘0’ in front.

Amber started her morning the way she always did. She rolled over in bed to shut off her alarm clock that now shined a red light showing 9:38 a.m. Most would consider this sleeping in, but for Amber it was just another day. She got out of bed, slipped on her slippers and a sweater, and headed out the door to grab her morning coffee from a little shop down the street.

After 200 miles of endless driving, I decided to pull over and let Aaron drive. We got out and switched places. “I dunno about this, Alex,” he stuttered. “You’ll be fine,” I said reassuringly. He walked around the side of the car and got into the driver’s seat.

The car ride was stressful for her. Her little brother had to pick up his friend. She complained, saying “why couldn’t he get a ride to our house before hand?”, but her mother shushed her. She was anxious, she didn’t want to miss one thing from her day, and she most definitely did not want to be late. After waiting for what seemed like forever, the small

Harriett slowly pulls out of her driveway, turned south onto Lee Road, and followed the narrow country lane as it meandered along the edge of the Great Dismal Swamp. As she drove she thought back to the day she first met Sadie. She was seventeen and working as a carhop at the Chicken Net when the 2:45 P.M. Greyhound Bus, pulled into the parking lot for its scheduled fifteen minute rest stop. Shortly after it left Harriet noticed, a young couple, not much older that herself, sitting on the bench in front of the restaurant. At five when her shift ended they were still sitting there. Ordinarily she would have minded her own business, however on this day for some reason she walked over, introduced herself, and sat down. In a matter of minutes

Despite its location, Dot’s Donut Shop was about to get famous. Dot’s Donut Shop was built on the side of a lonely road. The owner and boss of the shop was a strict and mean man named Mr.Dot. The baker who makes the donuts was a kind and humble person named Raphael. The cash register was a poor and depressed man named Bob. These three runned the shop. Customers barely came. Those customers who did come often said that the donuts Raphael made are their favorite. The shop was open from 5 am to 11pm. It was 10:51. Raphael was beginning to clean up the kitchen while Bob was cleaning the tables. “Hey Bob, want a donut,’’ Raphael asked. “Sure,” Bob responded. Raphael handed Bob a donut. “Thank you, Raphael,” Bob said as he took the delicious and

It all started when Ed was being fired from his 69 job. He felt like all his bosses were being biased; however, it was all Ed’s fault. Ed wanted to persuade his lifelong dream working in a wood shop, but he keeps being fired, due to his careless behavior. On that windy day, he sat on the curb thinking what will he do with his life, he is only 21 years old. Suddenly, a flyer smacked him right on his face, he peeled it off to see a workshop for sale and decided to buy it. Now no one can fire him, except himself. He hired 6 workers to keep his store running, but they were all newbies, reckless and unorganized. One of the workers liked to run around the messy shop and tripped over some briefcases while the other one liked to cartwheel. Ed’s clueless workers could have split their brains into a million pieces. Another worker will not clean up the spill he made on the floor, creating a slipping hazard. He also did not follow simple instruction, which is you cannot bring

He thought to himself what could go wrong if he just left for a little. Sam left the farm and decided to go play with his friends. He ended up getting lost in his time and went back to the farm after two hours. When he came back, he saw all the animals were missing, but he did not worry because he thought they would return to their home dwelling after some time. Time kept passing by and the animals were still missing. Sam did not know what to do and was starting to feel sad because he knew Billy would be mad at him. He kept running around looking for the animals but could not find any. Sam knew Billy would be home soon, so he decided to pretend he was

The next day Ralph woke up to a damaged watch on his wrist; immediately he sprinted into the living room only to find his little sister and mother crying. His father was gone, and instead he had a watch. The next couple days were tough, his mother closed the tailor shop and they were living on the army salary. After two weeks since his father’s departure, the old watch that Ralph had received stopped working. Ralph freaked out, he needed to see the time moving on. His family did not own any other watches and could not afford to buy one, forcing him into a tough situation, he had to do something. Without thinking he went to fetch his two friends Lisa

Every morning Carl stops at Dunkin Donuts on his way to work. He gets two donuts and a cup of coffee. This has been his routine for the past year. When he wakes up in the morning his first thought is enjoying his morning routine. His kids, his wife, they come into his mine later in the day. His breakfast is his first thought.

It was an ordinary day at the pizzeria. Jeremy walked into the pizzeria to start his night shift. He walked all the way down to the office. However, there was a small box placed on the desk. Jeremy walked towards the box. The desk was pretty cluttered, so Jeremy set the box down on the floor for room.

Mr. Shiftlet had to move a few things around before he came across a tire iron and rusty old jack in the trunk of the car. The tools quickly became slicked with rain, and tough to manipulate with just one arm. Trucks swished past him on the highway, their headlamps newly lit and glinting in the spreading darkness. One of them honked at him, then swerved to a halt not forty yards beyond. A fat man climbed down from the cab and walked back.