The Loud Mouth

Bella found Edward on the front porch the next morning. He was huddled on a small bench in the far corner smoking a cigarette. He brought his head up at the sound of the door opening and shutting. “Morning sweetheart,” he said teasingly as she approached him. “Good morning to you too handsome,” she giggled plopping down next to him. She had woken up to find his side of the bed cold indicating that he had been gone for a quite while. She felt a little awkward knowing what they did the night before

Browns Bay Beach. The beach is still. What once was golden with colour and joy, now lies dull colourless and blind. Waves crashing onto the moiled sand as the taste of sand over wheals my mouth. Not a body to be seen across the vast graveyard, the colour of grey drags in the air caving in on my every breath. While the only source of light comes from the moons reflection on the water. Playground swings sway hauntingly alone, not a bike or a skateboard anywhere nor a crack of laughter or a pep of moan

and wool black mask on that had holes cut out for the eyes. This got the donuts attention real quick and they thought it was their lucky day where they could finally catch a criminal. They scurried into their automobile and turned on the flashing, loud, red and blue lights. They slammed on the gas pedal and zoomed after the broccoli. The broccoli

“Nine little soldier boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were Eight.” SLURP! I drink what must be my 15th drink of the night. I’m trying to drink away my thoughts. Did I actually see MoSean murder Andy, or was that just a figment of my imagination? I think to myself as I gulp down the rest of my wine, I think I’m just too drunk. There is NO way that innocent little MoSean killed Andy. I suddenly drop to the floor, my head pounding. “I think it’s time for me to call it a night

DISCUSSION Hearing impairment is an invisible and chronic disability. Some cases of the young children’s hearing impairment can be prevented by diagnostic evaluation in new born hearing screening and other proper treatments In the case of Ana Kristina Arce her mother got measles while she was pregnant with her and that causes Ana to have that kind of disability. Unfortunately, her impairment did not get cured because of late diagnosis. Despite all the challenges in her life, she excels in her academics

George had turned away from the window, his mouth turned down at the corners as he started back at his food. “It can’t be a good thing, look what happened last time there were two of’um.” Carlson grumbled as he wiped his chin of the food that had fallen there. He then picked up his empty bowl, dropping

fist-pumping dance-floor anthems that drove the crowd to its feet. But next to the slashers she hunted, the music was almost irrelevant. However, a week after her arrival in town, the bar, like Cassie, was a bit subdued. While the music was still loud and strong, it had an underlying mournful echo. The Rolling Stones sang "Waiting on a Friend": I 'm not waiting on a lady, I 'm just waiting on a friend . . . , the cocktails were limp and sweet, the gin fizz didn 't fizz, the champagne was flat, the

for something-- anything that could help her. “Please, someone help me!” She walked slowly and steadily towards the thick trees of the forest, hoping that she was going the right way towards the highway. “Allerie! Where are you?!” She shouted, her mouth feeling dry. All kinds of scenarios went through her head, Allerie could be dead. She shook those thoughts away as she just continued walking. “Jack! Dean--” Jesse felt a

out of my mouth. As he is a creator of the world, I am a world changer. At my church I attend, we say a world changer prayer about how we are to step into the world and make it a better place. When I teach dance, I control my students bones and body. I tell them what to do, how to do the moves and when to do the moves. I have different aspects in my character and personality. Different people draw different aspects out of me. For example, if I am around a loud person I am going to be loud, but I am

hand and looks through the bag . He looks up at me and wines “You at all the red ones.” I giggle at his frown that has replaced his usual smirk. Oh Gosh he's even cute when he frowns. “You think I'm cute?” I slap my hand over my mouth after realizing that I just said it out loud. His sexy smirk returns as he lets out an amused