Callie was never the type of girl that was into partying. Okay, so, she smoked one time with her best friend Taylor, the only thing she could think of was: why is my tongue so dry? Wow I'm hungry, that chair looks like the perfect place for a nap, and now I'm really hungry. Seemed to be the only thoughts running through her head, waking up the next day covered in drool, she couldn't help but think well I tried it-wasn't for me. Case closed. As she sits in a slightly sticky leather booth in a cafe in the middle of nowhere, she wants to scream at her mother, "ARE YOU HIGH?!" And she does. Ms. Tompkins chokes on her chocolate cake, thankful their booth is all the way in the corner so no one could hear her daughter accuse her of something …show more content…
said. are. you. high?" Callie leans back into the cushion seats, sharply pronouncing each word, because clearly her mother didn't hear her the first time. Callie's mom starts straightening everything around her: the napkin dispenser, the utensils, her cup of ice water, and finally the plate that holds the now forgotten piece of cake. Her daughter is observant, ever since she was a toddler she could just about read someone as if they were an open book. Callie knows her mother is trying to calm …show more content…
Probably not, if one thing is for sure Scott Hayes was more into flight then fight. She pushed the cardboard box on her parents kitchen counter to look at the note laid on the sleek marble. "Kiss Callie for us, and call us when you get to aunt Jenny's house! We love you both, have a safe flight!" Chloe knew that was her parents doing, they were very disappointed when she told them she was pregnant and to find out she was already five months was a sickening feeling that they hadn't noticed. But she was their baby girl after a stern talking to with her in tears, her mother had had enough and was too ashamed of Chloe until her healthy 7 lbs and 14 oz baby came out, then it was like she didn't do anything
Susie’s mother opened the door to let Molly, Susie’s babysitter, inside. Ten-month old Susie seemed happy to see Molly. Susie then observed her mother put her jacket on and Susie’s face turned from smiling to sad as she realized that her mother was going out. Molly had sat for Susie many times in the past month, and Susie had never reacted like this before. When Susie’s mother returned home, the sitter told her that Susie had cried until she knew that her mother had left and then they had a nice time playing with toys until she heard her mother’s key in the door. Then Susie began crying once again.
...ilies’. Michael Wamsley and Janelle Hornsby were almost killed themselves because they driven on the highway after addicting meth; moreover, they were still high many hours, the police came and rescued them. Janelle’s mother thought the behavior that her daughter did is such a waste of time. If Wamsley and Janelle haven't addict to meth in the party, they will never face the accident; still, their family will never lose hope on their child.
In Melinda Sordino’s freshman year of high school she encounters many conflicts, one of the biggest is that she must communicate with her parents about what is taking place in her life. On Thanksgiving morning, Melinda’s mother struggles preparing her store for Black Friday and the big dinner for that night. When Melinda enters the kitchen her mother sends her to the TV to watch the parades. After a while, she decides to go back to the kitchen for soda, where her mother instead, “pours her orange juice, which [she] can’t drink because it burns [her] scabby lips” (58). Mrs. Sordino’s oblivion towards Melinda makes it harder for her to communicate with her parents.The miscommunication throughout the family is what tears it apart, separating it
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
I looked up at Gabriel from the grass. I never actually got to inspect the full extent of his features. His dark brown hair was tussled and looked as if he had been running his fingers through it from stress. His green eyes resembled emeralds. He had a bit of muscle on him, but he wasn’t too broad shouldered. You could see a small rose tattoo on his upper bicep. He wore a dark green t-shirt and jeans. He was definitely handsome, and all his features complimented each other.
“Hannah, I’m so sorry. I never meant to make you feel that way”, Hannah’s mum said as tears began to well up from the corner of her eyes. “I don’t look at you as a reminder of disappointment; I look at you as a reminder of how blessed I am to have a daughter as wonderful as you. I may have had some slip ups along the way with how I reacted, but I have never stopped loving you. You may not be a coincidence, but you are a true blessing”.
One rather beautiful day I head down to the building fields of Uruk with my only son Urnabe. He is 14 and he is turning out to be a skilled mason or at least better than his old man. When we get there I see that Binfem was already waiting for me.
I had no patience for Chloe. I wanted physical space from her and could feel my body tense up in her presence. It wasn’t until Chloe disclosed traumatic events in her life
Dr. Sheppard was really nervous that his sister would find out he was poisoning himself. Caroline told her brother, "I've been very curious about the murderer, and I know you know more than I do. You are hiding something from me aren't you?" At this moment, Dr. Sheppard's face had turned pale. He was stunned and frightened.
"Damn! I drove all this way for nothing." I said under my breath and turned to walk away. Mrs. Pepper grabbed me by my arm; stopping me in my tracks. Her face filled with emotion that I could not decipher. "Walker, I know you and I know a lot about you and I recognize your struggle but the streets ain't a place for a man like you, so don't let it take you under like it done swallowed me." There was no line in her words, body language or voice. I filled Steph in damn, as if my head were being flooded with hot lava. I heard what she was saying but I wasn't trying to listen, because my thoughts were completely emotionless as I blissful in my ignorance. I was getting antsy and now the drug was calling me. Running to my demons have become the order of the day only distantly aware of just how little normalcy life had become. reluctantly excepted that my chase for the drug was over. Mouthpiece, LoonyToon and Kung-Fu we're all out of crack the street were cold and the blacks were dry and empty. So, I decide to get a bottle and bathe in a river of cold sin. Coming out of the liquor store with a bottle of Hennessy black, a cognac buzz is the smoothest thing in the world even the hangover of it is like being squeezed velvet vice from a thought that managed to float its way to the top of my brain. Outside stood a homeless woman begging for change. Other people coming out of the store past the woman back, but I
“This year, I want to do something special for my mother, I had to borrow chairs and tables from the fire department. Over 75 people are planning on attending. My mother showed up at our house unexpectedly. Lilly said in a soft voice “Oh no, don’t give her any hints, hurry, and shove the supplies in the
she always used to wish for a way to escape her life. She saw memories
When meeting the parents, Erin knew it wouldn’t be safe for the baby to have such parents. She had cared about the baby’s future and wanted the best for her. Overall, the characters acted in a believable way and prove throughout the book that we are made to care
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
“Promise,” I stood up, swooping an arm under her legs to carry her to the car, “now wipe those tears, momma’s here to make you smile,” and I earned another watery giggle as her tiny fists reached up to rub away the tears. My mind tried to block out the thoughts of the cruel, middle-aged mothers happily scrutinizing my daughter for something that wasn’t her fault, wasn’t mine either. It wasn’t my fault because it wasn’t supposed to be a problem. I sighed, pushing aside the fury as I buckled my daughter into her seat. No more “sobbing because of gossiping mothers” time. It was time to man up and go to