As I lay in bed, pondering my life since meeting Angelo, I still struggle to accept I'm safe and free from the hands of my tormentors. A year and a half have passed since my parents found me. A year and a half since Angelo scared them away. The harrowing nightmares that commandeered my dreams have abated, only making an appearance a few times each month. However, I have Angelo forever beside me, ready to rescue me from my frightful slumber. Neither John nor Pasty have attempted to contact me, leaving my life calm and peaceful. Yet, in the early hours of the morning, when all around me is silent, the demons of my past come to play in my mind, taunting me with their spiteful words and false promises. “Don't get too comfortable, Eva. Life can …show more content…
Maybe I should visit a doctor, though not for the reasons Angelo suspects. During our twenty months of dating, we've yet to discuss children or marriage for that matter. Not that I would object to either if Angelo was to ask. If I am expecting, I'd have to tell him, somehow. What kind of father would he be anyway? Around his home, he has various pictures of his family. My favourite is the photo of Angelo as a young boy in the arms of his father. Though Angelo is a few years old than his father is in the photo, the fact remains, he's his father's double. He's always spoken fondly of him, always admired him, and set his goal to be just like his father. Maybe with this in mind, he would make a great …show more content…
After retrieving it from my night stand, a smile dances along my lips as I observe his name on the screen. “Hi, honey.” “Hey, Baby. I'm so sorry, we have to change our plans for tonight.” Only a flicker of disappointment flutters through my mind as nausea intensifies. “Oh, okay. Well, we can plan something tomorrow. Is everything okay?” A heavy sigh escapes his lips and filters through the phone. “Frankie's missing and Kathy's beside herself. I tried telling her he's probably on another gambling bender, but she's pretty upset this time. So I said we would stop by tonight. I'll come get you in an hour, okay?” “Sure, hopefully, we can help. I'll see you soon.” “Yeah, maybe. I'll see you soon, Angel.” Maybe it's a good thing we aren't going to the restaurant as I flee to the bathroom for the fourth time today. A red-eyed, distraught Kathy welcomes us into her home. As we cross the threshold, into the brightly lit living room, she embraces Angelo, while releasing a fresh wave of sobs. “Where is he?” she cries. “Honestly, Kathy, I have no idea.” “How can he do this? Again?” After I close the door, she liberates Angelo from her grasp, only to embrace me. “Let's sit on the sofa,” I suggest, though she tightens her arms around my
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It has been too long since I last wrote to you, so I thought I would inform you on momentous events that happened in my life in the last little while. The previous time I heard from you was when Gabriel turned three. I can’t believe he is about to become a teenager now. My goodness, time flies by so fast. I was so ecstatic when I saw your prior letter arrive in my mail.
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"Two-Bit, I swear, if you don't shut up I will come over there and personally beat the tar outta you."
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I knew it would happen. As much as I tried to stay optimistic, to put off my feelings of suspicion to an old man's negativity, I knew that this case would cost me something more than just my reputation in the town and that didn't even really matter. In Maycomb, reputation is a day by day concept. Sure, we have more than enough of our fair share of immovable gossipers, and drama kings and queens looking for a story to spread. But in everyone's own mind, if you did something stupid, immoral, or just mildly humorous or entertaining, it was the talk of the town and you were judged terribly for a few days, a few weeks tops. Then the whispers, and glances faded to conversations over coffee, and deep inside jokes. My reputation didn't bother me one bit.
Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
Bang bang bang. I woke up to what sounded like bombs. “What was that?” I went outside to check what the noise was. What I see is destruction and mayhem everywhere.
Landlord, “Oh look at you. You poor thing. What happened to you? You are crying, crying so hard.” (Landlord continues observing and he feels confused.) “What happens in Tony’s room? I’m going to find that out.”
When we picked Roberto the immigration told me and Roberto "what were you guys thinking about coming here you could have gotten yourself killed".
Will wakes up, after apparently falling asleep. He looks out the window and sees the softly drifting snow outside fall steadily towards the forest floor. He stretches his arms and turns, seeing a beautiful sight laid out before him.
There are only a few of us left. We are few and far between but we are still here. We are Ale’zola. Each of us is unique but the same. We started the Zolian Empire and we ended it. Let me start at the beginning, when the Zolian Empire began 7000 years ago the Ale'zola were everywhere. We were the law keepers, the military. We were respected. Then 20 years into the reign of King Samuel the First a prophet came to Belya, the capital city. She said one thing before dying by her own hand.
Hi, I'm Frankie Polo, born in United Kingdom with my sister Jessica. My dad's name is James, he was working as a doctor, and mom's name is Emma, she was working in a restaurant. We were living in a poor house out in a country, but we were happy. My parents decided to take me to school when I had 4 years old, so I can be a real man of course. I was a good student
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