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My Love Ryan I hate that the phone hung up on us ugh... Well we've so much to talk about .. It's crazy how when we were talking and you said my Dream was my guilt :-( ... yes your right! It's the fact that I just stayed away so long and I'm sorry Ryan for leaving... and I can hear in your voice how you changed and have a new out look on your path in life the direction your going in.. I'm so proud of you.. today was just everyone was here and I felt like I wasn't giving you all my attention... and I'm so for that.. But I need to start paying on my tickets so I can hurry up and go see you :-) and kiss your soft lips and touch you again.. I missed and miss you so much Ryan... I thought about you everyday and still do I'm here and please just trust me and know I love you! …show more content…
and omg when you talk about my lips I still remember that day :-) I'm so glad you still remember.. but do you think maybe it's cause it's been so long and that's why you are saying it now :-) hahaha I think I would really be shy again :-) omg Ryan your laugh I love it the way you laugh it puts a big smile on my face to hear you laugh
Dramatic Monologues The dramatic monologue features a speaker talking to a silent listener about a dramatic event or experience. The use of this technique affords the reader an intimate knowledge of the speaker's changing thoughts and feelings. In a sense, the poet brings the reader inside the mind of the speaker. (Glenn Everett online) Like a sculpturer pressing clay to form a man, a writer can create a persona with words. Every stroke of his hand becomes his or her own style, slowly creating this stone image.
Nolan narrowed his eyes at me, ready to retort but suddenly he shut his yap staring past me. I glanced over my shoulder and spotted our principal, Kay Pal, and his daughter, Janine. Next to her was a tall guy with black hair and dark blue eyes. I recognized him as Kayden Adams, Janine's boyfriend, according to Instascam--I mean Instagram.
I really hate that it had to come to this but i'm tired of being treated different and like an inconvenience. I've tried to talk to you and nothing has changed. Ive layed in my bed for the past 4 months crying to myself or Marcus because I had no one else to talk to. I felt like the only person i'm suppose to be able to talk to didn’t care whether I was alive or not. You hated on Marcus so much but he was the only one who stayed up with me while i cried. This seems dramatic but I really hated being at home. You really yelled at me all the time and half of the time i wasn’t doing anything. I was depressed most of the time which is why I slept all the time. To be honest I don't know if this will even bother you at all. But at least it will be easier and one less person to buy for.
Prologue Heat makes its way across my skin, the UV rays cascading across my face. Small beads of sweat fall down my face, as the luminous sun beats down on me. Thoughts run through my brain and I can see the sun through my closed eyes. The faint sounds of “Mambo Italiano” fill my ears as my mamma sings away in the kitchen beside me. The light breeze hits me and I let out a small smile as my mother lets out a small “Shit” as she drops something on the floor.
“okay Addy I would just like to know Cora and I went to Mr. Ponland and he said that we will probably have a volleyball unit for people to try it out.” She looks at me again “ okay Belle the truth is, is that I actually like volleyball I have liked it since I was little and it kills me to not have volleyball as a “cool” sport I want to play so bad but I worry about what people are going to think about me and what they think I want to be liked by Maddie so I don't lose a friend.” “ if Maddie doesn't like you because you like a sport that isn't cool you should not be friends with Maddie that is a bad friend but you can do whatever you want to do go for it if you don't want to play volleyball because you won't be liked anymore that is not
After school, Tomas and Ashlyn sat on the bleachers at my tryouts for volleyball. I passed the tryouts, I ran up the bleachers with them “I won’t know until tomorrow. But how do you guys think I did?” Ashlyn stood up and hugged “You did perfect. I never knew you liked volleyball.”
PROLOGUE “I hear muffled footsteps coming toward me. Panic races through me. Between heartbeats, I hear him
Quinn's POV: I was uncomfortable with all this crappy situation. Dani was being nice and warm and close. Really close. I guess I asked for it after that good hostess act. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't be happy if she hated me instead, but I was not delighted with all this friendly patronizing stance that Dani adopted.
I have been sitting there since an hour but she hasn't uttered a word. She seems to be lost in her own world, choosing to ignore me completely and there I was, sitting like an idiot striving for her one glimpse. I agree, it was all my fault I haven't seen her for two days neither called nor texted. But here am I now, after all, then what does this all drama sums to? A wise (obviously man!)
Locked. Locked in my own city. Mosquitoes fly past, like they want to tell me something important. I, Waldo Ping, feel trapped in this dreadful building people call the orphanage. I can just remember the day they left me, the sun was up
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Trump: Charismatic Leader or Just an Anomaly? Introduction The election of President Donald Trump has to be more than a mere blip on the screen of U.S. History. Despite Trump's polarizing personality and the fact that he did not carry the popular vote, his election could still be characterized as the rise of a "dangerous charismatic leader" born out of the frustration of the masses as described by German sociologist and political theorist, Max Weber who lived from 1864-1920.
The noise had been intolerable. I had snapped. I was weak. I had done all the careful, oh so careful, strategic planning, just for the old man's cursed heart to dash my plans. I had thought about the rest of my life being spent rotting in a cell.
Thank you. You've helped me through the highs and lows in my life and was down from day 1. Sometimes I reminisce to that one raider practice and I still remember it like it was yesterday. I can't believe that an entire year has past between us. So many memories to look back at and so many more to come. Adriana, you mean to world to me and i can't imagine what my life be like if i didnt meet you. We have so much to come in future. So many more football games,police explorer meetings,hourlong facetime calls, so many more cookies and ¼ gallons of milk, and so many surprising you with swedish fish when you might not be having a good day, so many memories to come and i can’t wait to experience them all with you.
When discussing the poetic form of dramatic monologue it is rare that it is not associated with and its usage attributed to the poet Robert Browning. Robert Browning has been considered the master of the dramatic monologue. Although some critics are skeptical of his invention of the form, for dramatic monologue is evidenced in poetry preceding Browning, it is believed that his extensive and varied use of the dramatic monologue has significantly contributed to the form and has had an enormous impact on modern poetry. "The dramatic monologues of Robert Browning represent the most significant use of the form in postromantic poetry" (Preminger and Brogan 799). The dramatic monologue as we understand it today "is a lyric poem in which the speaker addresses a silent listener, revealing himself in the context of a dramatic situation" (Murfin 97). "The character is speaking to an identifiable but silent listener at a dramatic moment in the speaker's life. The circumstances surrounding the conversation, one side which we "hear" as the dramatic monologue, are made by clear implication, and an insight into the character of the speaker may result" (Holman and Harmon 152).