Spend management

Holden is sitting through a show and he thinks it's a phony. And relates it to his older brother in hollywood because they use actors and they pretend to care so much for a child that isn't there’s but their flesh and blood child is sitting in a corner watching the scene happen and being neglected by their own parents. Holden thinks that the actors are loving on camera but as soon as real life hits their all mean bastards. Luce was Holden’s roommate at Whooton and he always made holden describe

I didn’t find out what happened until the nexr night … It’s been at least 3 hours since the last time I called, I called her about 130 times and texted her about 200 times. I was thinking that her phone died but she would of found a way to get a hold of me, she knows my number my heart. Also, Vlad has my number too, so he could have called or texted me. It’s about 5:30 pm and i still havent got a phone call pr text. I walked into my garge to get my bike so i could ride to Outback

The journey of life has thought me to be honest and loyal. As I arrive in the United States of America in the 2013, it was a dream come through. I made a promise to my parents that I will be a good child and stay out of trouble. It was tears of joy when it was time to say good bye to my parents. On my arrival at the Dallas airport, my uncle was there to welcome me and took me home. On our way home I couldn’t believe my eyes that, the things I see on television am now having physical visual of them

Samantha Young and her mom Rebecca Young never saw eye to eye. Her mom planned on breaking the news to her that she will attend a summer camp that summer. It was almost the end of the spring semester and Samantha would soon be on summer vacation from school. The last day of the semester and she came from school, Samantha dashed through the mahogany double front door of their house and ran up the steep stairs heading towards her room. From her bedroom there was a loud screeching sound from Samantha

I have found myself thinking back to the first grade when comparing my time in that period of my life to the golden age. In the first grade I relied on people more than ever for the basic necessities that I needed at that time. I was sent to Bancroft Elementary School and it is located in Andover, Massachusetts. At this point I was somewhat unknowingly guided through the first grade and it ended up sharing many similarities with the golden age. The golden age is when man did not have to worry about

talk to her.” “I wouldn’t even know what to say.” I say defeated. “Well, you better figure it out because she’s in town. I told her that you would meet her at the hotel she’s staying at.” “What!” “You can’t avoid her forever. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life asking questions about what happened? You’ll never be at peace, which means I’ll never be at peace.” She says jokingly. After thinking about things, I finally decided to meet her at her hotel where she’s staying. When I get there

It's 8:51, I'm waiting for a snapchat message from her. I really want her to like me. I'm waiting, waiting, waiting. It's 8:52, there's nothing new in her story. I'm worried, no concerned, maybe I should text her. No. She'd think I'm weird. We don't talk enough, I wonder what she thinks, I should send her a message. No, I shouldn't but Click. It's 8:53, maybe she's tired, maybe that why she didn't see my snapchat story, like my Instagram post, or text me. I really want to talk to her face to face

Leshawna was going on a vacation and she invited her friends Eden, Beshawna, and Deshawna. They were going to a trip in mississippi and they had already bought tickets to go see the animals at the shedd aquarium but it's the same week of the trip. When they got to her grandma house Leshawna said “ Did you guys bring your tickets” “ Yea” everyone said. When they were settled they made cookies, went swimming, had ice cream, went hunting in the forest for flowers, they had a bonfire, told ghost stories

all through the day. 4:45 to 5:00 am I eat snack for pre workout 5:00 a m to 6: 30 a.m I spend in gym , 6:30 a m to 7:00 a m I wash my car. Like every day we begin our day with new hope and new ambition I try to wash away all the past hurts and forget them, I implement this vision through the act washing my car every day. Come home at 7: 30 a m I drink protein shakes and get ready by 8 :30 a.m. and spend my time in reading Bible, Specially Psalms 23 and 91 and meditate on the scripture text, that

“Gavin, do not pull the trigger!” I shouted across the alleyway. Before I could finish my sentence, the bullet had left the muzzle of the slick hand gun and straight into the once blood bumping heart of the victim. The power of one small, metal bullet was unthinkable, taking away another one’s unconditional love, a lifetime of memories. The gunshot cracked into the air as loud as the thunder. I examined Gavin’s face. Fear, guilt and regret was written all over it. He ran over to the lifeless body