I was woke up to a banging at my door. A glimpse at the alarm clock told me it was 7:00 in the morning and I knew exactly who it was banging at my door. Disgruntled and half asleep I stumbled to the door to open it. “What are you doing up so early in the morning Janet? We are on vacation so why don’t you go to your room and go back to sleep!” I said as I slowly close the door in her face. “Come on Tiffany we are in Hawaii, it is to beautiful here to be sleeping in every day. Plus I saw this cute surfboard instructor in the lobby and I think we need to go check him out and get some lessons.” As she is talking she is walking in the door and into my closet throwing clothes on the bed for me to wear that day. Knowing that there was no chance that I would be able to get back in bed I walked to the bathroom to get ready for another day at the beach. Though being rushed out the front door the excitement from Janet was bubbling over to me. She is right, we are on a much needed vacation and this is something we both have been planning on for months. With both of us working full time and going to school time, this is something that we had been saving for. While most students go to Florida for spring break we had decided to go to Hawaii. The sunny beached and tan guys were a real plus …show more content…
Upon walking up to my door I get the creepy feeling again that I had got when meeting Thomas. Some people might call it crazy but I have always had a good sense of knowing the mood of the environment. I put my key in the door and slowly turn it till it clicked verifying that the door is unlocked. After throwing the door open I jumped back into the hallway just in case someone jumped out the room. I look in the room and see my clothes thrown all over the room. Fearing that someone might still be in their I slowly open the door and grabbed the umbrella firmly in my
When Meghan hears me enter she runs crying "Tim's teasing me and I'm hungry." I ask the kids, "Why didn't you feed her?" Tim responds, "she didn't say she was hungry." Pat runs up from the basement and reminds me I have to take him to guitar practice now or he'll be late.
I escaped and rushed downstairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house which I
Flannery O’Connor was a unique writer whose personal life was as unusual as her short stories. From her zealous and strict Catholic faith, to her love of peacocks, she is possibly the most interesting female writers of the 20th century. It takes a bold writer to put religion into their writing and it takes and even bolder one to be a female writer and put religion into their writing. Not only was Flannery O’Connor a bold writer, she set the bar for the writers of her present time and of the future. Her battle with lupus tested her faith and her diligence toward writing on numerous occasions and although in the end it took her life, the life of her work continues to live on.
This morning, I wake in a room I do not recognize. I often wake in strange rooms. It’s what I do. The alarm clock beeps at me. I know I didn’t set that thing.
The house wasn’t as luxurious as Hana had hoped, but it was pretty nice with its antique décor. Hana sipped her tea, and her stomach thanked her, for she hadn’t eaten in days. She looked up and realized that they were all staring at her, waiting for her to say something. “How are all of you doing today?” Hana asked with a red face. She was embarrassed that she was quiet for that long. “We are happy now that you are here, Hana! How is your family? Mrs. Toda replied in a bit too cheery tone. “My mom and sister are fine. My uncle sends his greetings,” Hana responded quickly. “Ah, your uncle is a good man, did he send you here?” Mr.Toda said in a longing tone. “He says that you are a well-educated woman, who likes her studies.” “Yes, I am studying to become a doctor, but God knows best,” Hana answered. “I like this lady,
The mother pondered over each place with such scrutiny, and the son sighed, “Why don’t we just go to Hawaii? At least they have a beach to cool off when it’s hot.” He was forced to stay in the scorching room with his mother to decide on their next vacation. Couldn’t he be able to play while his mother searched for a place? He just sat there for the past hour in silence, after all.
“Why are you obsessing over it so much?! He’s dead to us and to this city! Going beyond the city limits is certain death. God knows what’s out there, just waiting to kill you.”
At least what’s what the pilot said. It was a 11:37 in the morning when my brother Zack and I were taking a trip down to Hawaii to see our family. On the first week of summer vacation him and I fly down there for about two or three weeks. But this summer everything went wrong.
The night before leaving I couldn't sleep. When I woke up that morning it was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining brightly, and the clouds in the sky looked like giant marshmallows. I was so excited because this was my first time going on a vacation. I had already put my suitcases and bags in my car the night before. After I said my goodbyes to my family, I was on my way. I met with Lisa a...
I was at home at midnight drained of thinking about my love. Almost asleep out of nowhere I heard a beat atmy the door. I thought I was crazy but I still heard the beating at the door. Although I was not expecting company the same beat kept repeating.
I met some real nice people I worked with, one night I can’t remember the day or the night it happened that part of my memory refused to show itself. I took my shower and was in the bed when I was awoken by a hard knock on my door, I jumped up trying to get my bearings and then there large bang. I looked through the peep hole and I noticed who it was.
It was a rainy Saturday in Town Name all that could be heard was the rain hitting the concrete. All of the students were at Bar Name, all except Katy, she was sitting on the sidewalk outside of her apartment crying in the rain. After all how could she enjoy her night when Eric was not with her? It would not be possible for Katy to have any fun without the man she loved by her side, but he didn’t care. He has Carly now, Katy no longer meant to him what he meant to her and she was not able to control it. How could he have moved on so quickly? He must have never loved me, he must have been using me for sex, he must not have thought about our future like he said he did, if he truly wanted a future with me he would be here, he would not have left,
(Talking To Myself) “What should I write about?” “ I should write about my trip to Hawaii, Nah!! that ‘s too boring” “Ooh-- I should write about Mike, that might help me get my grades up and I should probably change his name to John or something like that” “So let’s get started”
“Right this way, Katelyn.” Mr. Shaller then said gesturing to her with one of his fingers, and they both began to walk out of the cafeteria together, Katelyn a few feet in front of him. I had assumed that she was on her way to the principal’s office. But as she walked in front of Mr. Shaller on her way out of the cafeteria, she turned back looking over her shoulder at me with a giggle and gave me a small smile, and I couldn’t help myself but to laugh a little myself and smile right back at her.