A young man by the name of Billy Weaver was reported missing this morning; he is seventeen years old. He stayed at the Bed and Breakfast last night and didn’t report to the office where he was suppose to be. Here is what Billy had to say. "I arrived around 9:00 pm and asked The Bell Hop for somewhere good to stay. The bell hop told me to go to the Bell and Dragon, but then I seen the bed and breakfast. I remembered when I stayed at one, how there was darts and beer, and a lot of people hanging out. I went to the Bed and Breakfast, and seen the owner, Evelyn she was a very nice and sweet old lady at first. Then I could tell something wasn’t right but I though she had something bad happen to her like she lost a son in the war. Then I noticed
I am the wife of an innocent dead man. I raised three without a father. People see us as less. We are the Robinson, and me I’m Helen Robinson. Living in the deep south in the 1930’s wineries. The Depression affected most everyone in Maycomb except for us. All of the blacks in the county live in one area outside of the landfill. I lived on the edge of farm which grows acres of cotton every year. We were a poor family that sharecropped. There weren't many people in Maycomb who treated us kindly except for Mr. Link Deas and the Finches. One year the white trash family accused my Tom for a serious crime that he never did. For months we never saw him due to the polices never let blacks and women in. The Finches and neighbours came and helped during
Sammy was a girl that she was shy. She had her group of friends that she trusted and said everything. But in the school was a girl that she was mean and thinks she can judge everyone. One night Sammy was about to sleep but in a moment to another she was restless. Because she gets scar and she didn’t even know. She saw an ugly monster, she was cold she was like a cold corpse. Sammy says“ It’s nothing, go to sleep”. But she hears a voice telling her“You know that’s not true”. When she hears that, she starts shaking like a little Chihuahua.
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.
Gasping. Fresh air fills your chest. Scaldingly cold. Opening your eyes, a blinding white room occupies your vision. Again. A profluent voice issues into your head, “You have been revived by your loving government. You have experienced a near death experience. Please remember than intentional deletion is not permitted in Australia. If you wish to be deleted, please present your application to a local branch.” Slowly, you heave your new body off a coroner’s table. The world sways slightly. Fixer drugs do that to you. Wandering through a hallway filled with debris, you reach the high arcing front door. Barely impressive anymore, you pass under the crumbling masonry without a second glance. On the street, the soft cascades of a thousand footfalls
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
Everything was going great at Oakville farm, I mean everything was normal and okay how it should be if you don’t count that the fact Donna came home late last night. She came home around two or three o’clock in the morning when it was pitch black outside, and believe me this isn’t the first time it ever happened either, maybe it’s not that big of a deal to you but to me it is, Donna here is the farmer’s daughter. While Mr. Salem is away she’s the one in charge of us,and because she’s the one in charge of us we haven't eaten in two days! Mr. Salem always made sure we were cared for, and was handled with love but , Donna on the other hand she just doesn’t care. There’s a lot of us here on the farm, we have a variety of animals here like horses,
Throughout the duration of the tale, whether it be to convince Billy Weaver to enter her bed and breakfast, or to drink the assumed to be poisoned tea, the Landlady, who
He clearly had ulterior motives, and this became evident to Connie after talking with him for a bit. As Connie came to the realization that this man was not going to leave her alone, the fear set in. I felt terrified for Connie, in that very moment, as she stood in her kitchen behind the screen door. He threatened her that if she calls the police, he will have to come in. He will wait until her family comes home and they will all get it.
Olivia Caridi was sent home last week on The Bachelor, but that doesn't mean that Ben Higgins thinks the worst of her. The two just weren't meant to be, but now Ben Higgins is defending her against haters. Wet Paint shared what Higgins had to say about Olivia. He doesn't think she is near as bad as the people watching The Bachelor seem to think about her.
Carlos Rodriguez. I’m sure each of you in this room is aware of the kind of person he was. Carlos touched the hearts of so many people, so I was surprised when his dear wife, Elena, contacted me, asking me to speak this morning. As most of you would know, life didn’t come easy for Carlos. We met working as the janitors at a Californian private school, me fresh from India, and Carlos from Colombia.
It was already the afternoon over on Ship-Trap Island, and Rainsford was sleeping soundly as the waves crashed against the rocks. Suddenly, he was awaken with a jolt. His eyes took a while to adjust to his surroundings
“And sugar?” shows how when the topic of Christopher Mulholland pops up, the Old Lady immediately changes the topic (4). Billy is still not acting cautiously and remotely trusting the old lady, even though she states multiple phrases that clearly should gain his attention as odd. Dahl uses this quote to express how Billy’s has forgotten truly that he should be cautious around strangers, as he carelessly talks and sits with the old lady. Dahl’s foreshadowing is not the only way he uses craft to develop the text. The description of details in the story also illustrates how Billy was not careful in the situation. Dahl writes how the old lady explains how the past people who stayed there looked, but she speaks as if she hasn’t seen them in years. She explains of their beautifulness - “But they were extraordinarily handsome, both of them, I can promise you that. They were tall and young and handsome, my dear, just exactly like you.” (4). This quote explains how the old lady used to see these men, as if they aren’t around anymore. However, later in the story, we find out that the men are still living in the house on the 3rd floor (4). This makes the reader question how has the old lady not seen either man in two years. By using this description, the reader can realize that the men are dead, and by using other details through the story, the reader can realize that Billy will be killed soon as well. By using this description, it is clear to the reader that
“Do you realize you were charged with operating an illegal gambling business”. A game of gambling, bargaining and under the table risks, all based on the true story of Molly Bloom, an olympic-class skier just shy of reaching the olympics. Set in New York City, in the same suite every Tuesday night cards and chips are dealt in thousands to and from Hollywood stars, all built using not much more than Molly’s wits. What all started as fun and games turned into nothing but an indictment. The only way for complete immunity is to give up all her hard drives.
, she put a blanket on her mom and went back to sleep in her bed. She dreamt of what kind of freak Ernie would think she is. Would her mother let her stay home or make Yollie go back to the prison where she completely embarrassed herself? Next Morning Mrs. Monroe woke Yollie up with breakfast in bed.
Hello, for all those who don’t know me, my name is Minh Nguyen. Benny and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We lived right next to each and we spent most of our child days together.