I didn't know what love felt like, I had always wondered, but never got the chance to experience it. Well, that was until I met you. I never would have expected my first boyfriend, and first love to be at the other end of a car crash. God has a funny way of working sometimes. You make me feel pretty, smart, and confident, and I honestly have the self esteem of a potato. So I'm so thankful to have you in my life. I love you, I love your smile, your witty little sayings, your eyes, your amazing personality, the way you treat not only me, but my family (including Brooke). You're funny, sweet, and handsome. You know exactly when to be my knight in shining armor, and my crazy silly boyfriend. I want "this" what we have to last for a long time.
You are the light in my life, my happiest thought in the darkest of times. I know that you’re always there for me, no matter what. I have so many wonderful memories with you in the time that we have been together. It seems that everything about you fills my heart with love, even a simple smile makes my heart beat faster. Even after a year being with you, I find myself falling more and more in love with you each time I’m with you. It’s like an endless sea; the moment I think I cannot love you anymore, you do something so warm and thoughtful, and the ocean overflows. I find it hard to put into words just how much you mean to me, because I feel as if there are not enough words in the world to say how I truly feel towards you. You have flipped my whole world upside-down, I never knew how committed and passionate I could be for
The monologues presented in Juvie Talk, a book by Richard Ross, clearly suggest the complex yet problematic situation of American youth incarceration. Anecdotal monologues and the language of juveniles grant readers insights into the life they are experiencing, highlighting the gap between the basic human rights and juvenile justice. As a young adult, I deeply link my own psychological growth and experience to the certain struggles these youths have been through.
It all started long long ago in a galaxy far far away. (9:00 Am)Waking up on warm morning as always something seemed wrong. The pod race was today. And I, a little kid was to be going up against full grown aliens that have been training for this longer than I've been alive. But I felt something, something guiding me, something that knows what to do better than any mortal could. But even with this mysterious force I guess we could call it , I'm still very nervous.
A year ago I left ______I started going to an amazing school and met a whole plethora of wonderful, cute people. I made new, lovely friends that are some of the best people I’ve ever met. One person stood out from the rest, though. This ginger boy with the disposition of a golden retriever and a smile that I swear could make flowers grow. Of course I didn’t realize it at the time, but he’s the boy I would come to fall in love with. Now this boy—he is the biggest goofball I have ever met, but he’s the goofball that stole my heart, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m very exited! I can’t believe the time is actually here! We’re going to Disneyland! We’ll be just 6, with our parents of course, but they won’t be with us through the day. None of us are actually family, but our parents get along pretty well.
One day Ava was at the park and she felt like someone was watching . Ava would turn around and no one was there it felt like a ghost was watching her . Later she walked home and still felt someone was watching her but then she heard someone say my name it sounded like my dead mother but she thought I Must be hearing things and didn’t think much about it . I Got home and dad wasn’t there . He must of work extra hours she said . Ava went to the fridge to see what there was their was some leftover spaghettI and chicken she heated it up in the microwave and ate it . After Ava was done she went to watch tv and a ghost show was on . The show wasn’t that scary but half way into the show a car past really fast and through
Yesterday I woke up at 2pm, because my neighbors had a baby and he kept crying all night. I couldn't sleep until he stopped crying and fell asleep, but after I finally fell asleep he started crying again. I don’t want to be mad at him or anything. He is just a baby. But I couldn’t get any sleep because of him.
There is always that perfect moment ruined and shattered everywhere. Gone. For me you have to go back a long while to before this whole mess started. So here it is.
It was chilly and rainy but I wasn’t out just yet. It was still light outside. It was the perfect night to commit a murder. Or possibly a few if you wished. I just need the two people on my list.
I am an only child. My mom was truly my best friend. And she had passed away, with me at her side, a couple months previous to this filming. I took to wearing her gold wedding band on my pinky finger, just to keep her near. So it's the very first day of filming for me, and we're at this fabulous mansion in the hills, and we're going to shoot my first scene --- and it is the scene where I surprise my sister who is sleeping in bed, and we talk about what's going on with her.
From the classic old school music of Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston, to the new school music of Justin Bieber and Chris Brown grew my love and passion of music and singing. From the time I was born there was always music playing all around me. It came to the point where i knew every song, word for word, by the Jackson 5 at only four years old. No matter what I was doing or where i was going there was always a tune in my head that i was either humming or singing at the top of my lungs. I guess i owe that passion to my family who always filled the house with all kinds of songs.
I love you and only you and want you and only you. I could never have imagined or wished for such a blessing. When it comes to you and me being together and how lucky we are to be in love, I smile and my heart skips a beat.
How Rainbows Got Their Colors! By: Maddy Martin!!!! One sunny morning two friends were walking around town.
In November, I will show you my true self and show you all that is in my heart, that I can only vaguely describe to you. You captured my heart fully this year and I'm glad it was you that did it. This is just the beginning of our lifelong journey together. My first path is southwest to be with you. The words of this letter cannot fully describe how I feel about you but they are the words and the small voice of my heart. You are a one of a kind woman and I want you to know that. I cannot wait to finally have you in my arms again and declare you safe from world's harm. I cannot wait to feel your soft lips against mine. I cannot wait to feel your heartbeat. I cannot wait to look into your bright, beautiful green eyes and tell you I love you. I cannot wait to run my fingers through your long, flowing blonde hair to ease your worries.
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).