Volcanic

I intensely watched as the landlady drug my body up the stairs. As she took my body up to my room. He started to realize she was more than slightly off her rocker. After she got my body to my room, she left and came back. As I looked closer, I noticed that she had a scalpel, bag of jars. I watched as she cut my body open, and started to put my organs in the jars. After she emptied my body, she started to stuff my body with sawdust. I should’ve left before she showed me around. I would be alive

Kisara would smile as she looked over at her food Lumina while taking a bite of one of the battered fish ash her face lit up."Thank you it's a dish made best in England we lived there for two years while my parents worked on the research." The classroom was getting louder as everyone was making noses around them and that's when she notice Joey pulling out his duel disk in class,he was a spirited boy and loved to duel she couldn't help but chuckle. He was going on about people dueling it was a bit

I muttered swear words under my breath as I finally made it into the doors of work. Usually I'm never late, although today I got caught up with an excellent article on tiger sharks. "Morning Mike... you don't look prepared." Alysha greeted curtly. "Yeah, got caught up reading an article." I admitted, trying to fix the wrinkles in my un-ironed blue shirt. "Ohhh, you should tell me about it later...when you look presentable." She said, shooting me a petrous glare. Had anyone else said that to me

Oh, no, Alfred was hot. Arthur scowled at the boy, hoping, praying that he wasn’t coming to sit by him. He was. Alfred sat down, lunch tray piled with everything and anything unhealthy. And he grinned, and his mouth was still full of metal. Arthur latched on to that. “Snaggletooth,” Arthur greeted. “I see you’re still a douche,” Alfred smiled, opening a pudding cup. “Miss me over the summer? I missed you. I had this punching bag, right, and every time I smacked it in the face, I thought about

1.What does Ivanovich feels time and time again? He feels a strong impulse to strangle Paulina. 2.What did Paulina want from Ivanovich? She wanted him to make her laugh. 3.What did Ivanovich do to provide that? He provoked the Baron so he would hit him with a stick. 4.What did he scream to the Baron to get his attention? “Jawohl!” 5.Who scorned Ivanovich for doing so? The General 6.What did he intend to say to the Baroness? He wanted to pay her a visit to

Critical Thinking in Action: The Accident Alesia Meredith University of Maryland University College Dr. Naomi Leventhal October 12, 2016 This case begins on June 7, when John Schmidt, an employee, injured his hand severely while operating a table saw in the production shop. Mr. Schmidt claims he was following standard operating while operating the table saw and since he followed proper operating procedures while the table saw was operational; therefore, the company is legible for his

Omake 3 Nami “Come here Kyoya!” The Lady Hibari heard the small pitter patter of her eldest son. The rice paper door opened slightly and she saw the curious gaze of Kyoya. He was just three years old was just so painstakingly adorable. Maybe Nami was being baised, but she can’t help but spoil her first born with loads of love. “Did you need me, Kaa-chan?” Nami nodded sofly. “I wanted you to meet someone special.” She patted a small hand beside her indicating for her son to sit. Kyoya

“Up, left, up, down, right, left. Desmond, come meet me, everyone else, keep practicing,” boomed Sir Chester. Desmond dropped his wooden practice sword onto the dirt floor of the apprentice training ground. He wasn’t aware of anything he’d done wrong. He would have bet his life that he was doing standard practice. “Desmond,” droned Chester, seemingly displeased. “Yes, sir,” Desmond replied, voice wavering. “I’ve seen you practicing over the month, and you seem to have a-” he stopped there. “I

for others.” said Marie. “Well, you can eat now it’s ready.” said Aunt Lori. “Let me see if Angelicas hungry.” Marie went to the front. “Angelica, Are you hungry?” “Yes Maam.” she answered. “Your Aunt Lori fixed some gumbo.” “Gumbo, What kind of gumbo?” ask Angelica. “Shrimp gumbo.” “I like shrimp gumbo.” said Angelica. “You’ve had shrimp gumbo.” “Yes Maam, before all of this stuff happened, one day at school one of my friend's mother fixed it one time for us and it was really good.” “Let’s go eat

“Mom!” shouted Penny. “Mom, I need a pen!” “I don’t have one,” called Mom. “What are you doing?” “Writing, and my pen’s out of ink. I need a new one!” Pens always seemed strangely scarce in Penny’s household. They simply disappeared under their very noses. Every few minutes, someone would be calling that they needed a pen when none could be found. “There’s that box in your room, isn’t there?” called Mom. “Get one out of there.” Penny stared at the corner of her desk. On it sat a cardboard