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”were going for a swim,” he says now laughing,” tell him I’ll be there in a second Geoff, I have to get all this stuff off first,” I groan looking down at my bathers, Geoff was fourteen, and was one of those people that you’d always want as a brother, but me on the other hand, I was only ten, and I was one of those video game kids that didn’t really speak to brothers, so I’m guessing that’s why Geoff did it, I always try to give him a go, but he always says no, i mean, maybe its that I don’t have

make fun of my writing, understood? A number of times I have rewritten this paper lets just say you don't have enough fingers to count with. Sophia, you amaze me and frustrate me every day. To seeing how resilient you can be and “stubborn” at the same time. Simply from hearing stories about you and the coward, I shall not name. To the bickering, you and your mother have when I’m present. Which is basically my amusement for the day, in some cases the week. One thing that I truly love about you that

“What is your greatest weakness?” One of my greatest weaknesses is hard to describe. Whenever I get left out of things I seem to get jealous and text the people or the person that hosted the party/event and I seem to get overwhelmed and start to send some nasty things to them. Some of the things I would always say were not very nice. I would always say that they weren’t my friend anymore or stuff like that. I don’t do this anymore because it doesn’t get to me like it use to. I still get a little

fall along with it. Someone one time once told me that smells fade, and that it was ludicrous to keep something with no value, no worth. But the smells were still very much there, and it still had so much worth. It was your favorite jacket, you wore it to every important occasion there was. Inside the jacket, there is a singular pocket. It has a burn hole from that night you got too drunk and put a lit cigarette in it. You always liked cigarettes. You left with a lit one in your mouth, and when we

There 's no other woman for me besides you.
 - Am I dreaming? - If it is a dream... then don 't wake me up. Do you even love Smangele? You 're going into a loveless marriage. You don 't have to marry her just so you can be a good father. Zikodes... Mashimanes... we ask that... as Smangele 's getting married... you give her an abundance of blessings. Dad, let go off me!
 What do you think you 're doing? Dressed like the bride and making a fool out of yourself? 
 - I didn 't

things that I know to be true, and recounting how much I love you so much its ridiculous. I 'm gonna tell you a story, about the future. A “what if” if you 're so inclined to call it. What if we didn’t meet for 10 years from now, and we were both single. This is the year that we would spend together. The first time we meet I wouldn’t be able to form a sentence. I would see you in passing, and not be able to stop thinking about you. Then I would go home, as tell my self that "I’m thinking idiotically

This isn't my world! It is now. Mark your territory. Stand up to them. I'm not like you, and they know it. I can't fake it. No need to do that. With me gone, you're the boss. Show them that... you're in charge. Scare them off. But, Dad... Make them believe that... - you'll do whatever it takes. - I can't make idle threats. Not with these guys. They'll call my bluff! Don't bluff! Do it! Make your mark. Remember that word will spread. If you take care of Mindlos... you'll get respect

SOPHIE: In England I could like be as innocent as I wanted to be and it was okay, but then as soon as I moved to America, my neighbors were…they weren’t friendly at all, so, they treated my brother and I like we were nothing, like moths on the street and because of that like treatment it was just like harsh words, bullying, and we never received that in England in the little, well, I received bullying but it wasn’t to this like level yeah, and that really made me grow up. CHEN: Buddhist, Dao and

“I made a mistake baby, you know I’m not perfect. Don’t let that hoe get between us. I still need you.” He confesses. My heart jumps the moment he says this. He still need me? “Baby?” He calls out to me. Before I respond I hear shuffle in the background. “J?” I heard a women voice. J? I said to myself. Who is the women calling him J? I know it’s not his mom or little sister. I decided not to confront him about this as I finally found my answer as whether I will ever be with Jerome again. “Ashanti

“STOP MOVING!” “Mom please, stop!” I looked into her glaring big, green eyes. When we went grocery shopping a week ago, someone had said that we look alike. I could never really see the resemblance. Feature-wise, she looked disgusting. Her hair was put up, but it wasn’t like most people’s, where it was brushed and put up. No, it was thrown up, with an uneven array of bumps and knots. I couldn’t even stand to look at her for very long. “Hello? I'm trying to talk to you, Jayme. Get your