Yossi Monologue

•Bruno sees a boy on other side of the fence. He's sitting cross-legged on the ground, has grey looking skin, and wears striped pajamas and a Star of David arm patch.

Well, here I am. I’m at Yokeman Regional Medical Center. Thanks to the skull fracture and the sprain on my leg, I’ll be here for a bit. They gave me just the right amount of pain medication so it’s just a numbing feeling. I’m expected to do some physical therapy for a bit after the release me. I feel fine, relieved actually that this is all over. It’s been four days since that horrible night where my old science teacher tried to kill me. Speaking of which, I had a nice talk with my mom about her past this morning, and how it almost got me killed. Now, she refuses to leave my side. Randy is in jail, not the local jail, he got transported to the big house in Phoenix. The rotting corpses, and the bodies from the old church, only one of them died, but it was all overdose. Randy was growing the mushrooms in the church and giving them out to the people who were willing enough to join his little cult. He created that cult in memory of Robin, not the one he killed, but the one he remembered from High School. You

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

I, Hilda Cardona, declare that I was a victim of domestic violence next to my ex-partner, Jose Sanchez. I will tell you a bit about my life next to him and how I met my ex-partner. I would say he was 10 years older than me. I will tell you how I met him when I was 15 years of age and I left my house, I used to leave with my parents.

She runs home as fast as she cans, leaving a watery black trail behind her. As she runs up onto her doorstep, a strange looking figure walks slowly behind her. She slams open the door with giant grayish black stain on the living room rug. “O my gosh, honey what happened to you!” Yollies mother gasped. “My dress is ruined; ruined I tell you, it started to rain my hair got soaked and just if that wasn’t good enough, the dye on my dress washed away!” She cried. As her mom hears a knock on the door she opens it, and she asked,”hi young man, may I help you? Yollie turned around and saw it, he was Ernie a Castillo! With his black suit soaked his hair damp and the purple flower in his suit pocket, light purple flower petals flowing away with every drop of the rain. “Ernie what are you doing here!”she gasped. He had came back for her out of the love in his heart. He wanted Yollie to feel better after all her clothes got ruined.

Lani: Terrorism? I don’t know, I think, also, no, in a positive way unfortunately; for me. Yeah, I feel it really helped me see people come together and I helped at the candle visual and there were all these people there. (Tell me more about the candle visual). I was there handing out tissues, no one needed it, it was such a serious mood and didn’t expect that much people to turn up, like we had chairs set up and there was more people than there was chairs. Everyone was really respectful and if someone crying, everyone was there to hold them and talk to them. (Where was that at?). It was at in the front of the lower commons. (How long was it?). Maybe, two hours; I don’t know I was helping from the beginning. My time is a little wrapped.

Your Dad will always be the best D.J. I don’t think you realize how talented you dad is. Gabi, if you need anything I will be here for, if you need anything I will help. I remember at the cast and crew party your dad started a dance competition , and he jumped in and did the worm, I started laughing my head off. Another memory was at the Mom Prom. He played a very popular song, Hit the quan, and he didn’t know how to do it do I taught him how to do it. He loved the dance. The last memory I had of your dad was at Field Day last year. He turned on the annual Chicken dance, and I did it with him it was do fun. Gabi, you and your family will always be in my family’s prayers. If you need any help with anything, I will be there. You have always

Stork was flying gracefully with a small puppy barking in its blanket, with a small look of guilt.

I had drifted in and out of consciousness, momentarily forgetting the memory of the metal pipe connecting with my body. I had felt like shit back then, I knew I had probably looked even worse. I could still remember the feeling of my left eye twitching under my bruised eyelid. The image of my darkened and swollen eyelid had kind of resembled the bottom of the rounded end of a half-smoked bong, which had made me immediately swear off drugs.

I'm sorry. Why are you in such a good mood? All I can say is that you must enjoy your breakfast. Your mother and I are talking about Nkunzi's miraculous transformation.

MH2 knew there was a little boy called Farley who would need help soon; but before you hear about him perhaps you can just imagine Yasmin Aralia with her spiky hair and silvery-grey coat and, most of all, her deep brown eyes. Before you go to sleep think about how happy Lillian and Bugle are now they have this wonderful new friend. Close your eyes and see how they will all wake up tomorrow to start a new life together. Somewhere between dreaming and waking maybe you will find a Mevali hound too.

Ah. Finally, the first day of hajj. I can’t wait to get started. As I wait around in my position, I can clearly hear Mansa Musa yelling at his slaves, “GET IN YOUR POSITION!” Clearly Mansa Musa is pretty savage. I look down at my kids. Buster is almost falling asleep. If anybody were to know Buster they’d think he’s a happy alive person. Buster is the laziest child I have ever met. All he does is sleep while Tyronne does all the work. All the chores, all the food making. Shakisha doesn’t even cook. Probably because Tyronne’s a try-hard, but anyway back to hajj. I’m so scared and hope Allah is with us.

"Save it for somebody who believes you" said Tara. "I guess no one will trust me" said Joseph. Well in case you're wondering, I'm talking about, it’s this; I have been getting fantasies and dreams which involve my recently deceased twin sibling Jayden. You may feel that it is expected to an extent yet the force has been anticipating things that take place exactly as predicted in a matter of 24 hours.

Humans have super abilities. I myself have the ability to see what happened during the time a crime happened. My name’s Akatsuki and I run a detective business by myself in a city called Star City. As of right now I am on a case that involves murder, usually I stay away from these cases since they are dangerous. But, this one bothered me, it was a challenge. I received a letter that had this written in it. “I've committed murder; if you are as great as they say then you’ll solve this within a few hours. The corpse is in the southern side of the city, in the run down area in an isolated alley Good luck.” There was no way I wouldn’t accept that challenge.

Finally, my cold left me. I start with working tomorrow. It was not easy at all, but it was just a viral infection. Public transport and a job in a public place like library don't help. Thank you for the advice on treating cold. We have all of these products here. I have never tried echinacea. I saw your first message only, I read the second one a few moments ago. Both were sent in three minutes. It's strange how I didn't see it before. I'll take all together next time. I think that it is fantastic that you created two perfumes for Victor. We already see Civet will be another winner, just like Hummingbird. No matter that you created only one perfume for En Voyage because it is Rainmaker. It is unforgettable. Sometimes it is a better way because