I stare at Marie as Momma E lets her in the house. Oh lord! I tell myself shaking my head at Marie. Why did Momma E had to let this bitch inside the house, after Eli and I got into a heated argument. “Hey Marie, I’m making some food do you want to join us?” “Join us? Who else is here?” Marie asks her as she remove her coat. I don’t see her child with her so I’m guessing Nino has her or someone babysitting tonight. “Ashanti has been staying with me.” Momma E tells her and I know her smile drops instantly hearing my name. So, I took that as a way to show myself to her, you know a lovely entrance. “Marie, is it? How are you?” I said in a sweet fake voice. Marie sends a hateful glare at me, which in turn I smile wider at her. “Marie is going to …show more content…
Once I hear her bedroom door shuts, I play some music on my phone and begin washing the dishes. “Don’t you know I want you baby?” “Don’t you know I need you baby? You make me want to lose control only for you.” I sing to the lyrics rocking my body to the beat. I hear the door to the entrance open and I already know it’s Eli coming home not so late. I don’t pay attention to him so he can understand that I’m still mad at him. “Ashanti.” Eli voice is deep and hoarse. I ignore him, but something in my bone is telling me to look over at him. My pride is trying to take over. He continuous to call for me as the music is a little loud in the kitchen. I still don’t glance over at him, I can tell Eli is upset each time his voice gets a little louder. I hope Momma E doesn’t hear …show more content…
“Eli, what’s your problem…” I gasp staring shockingly at Eli clothing filled with dry blood. What the hell is going on!? Eli is in tears, not just baby tears, I’m talking about grown man tears that breaks your heart in pieces. “Eli…” I whisper his name not taking my eyes off of him, especially his clothing that’s filled with dry blood. I don’t know how he was able to walk away without anyone seeing him. Eli continues to stare at me. I drink in his appearance; his dreads all tangled up, his grey and white shirt half of it has dry blood stains. The sweat pants which is grey has some darker blood stains and what look to be in dirt. Even his sneaker laces have a splash of blood stains. I am completely utterly clueless on what to say or what to do. Eli is looking at me as if I can somehow help him, but I can’t. I don’t know what’s the first step on how to handle this type of situation. I shake my head hard with tears wanting to spill. I never seen someone with this much blood on them. “Ashanti, I tried to save him, but but…” He went to say but paused as if he living through it again. I walk towards him trying to comfort him first before asking question. That will be later on when he’s okay
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
Judy pov Judy had been sleeping yesterday after what happened it wasn’t that late and she still had classes to go to but, she didn’t, not with her face mark like that. Needless to say it was an awkward day as her and Nick were basically trapped together in the room. It had been two days
When his father was beat up by the guard or even he was getting beat up by the Kapo. Elie could only think of himself, which is a good thing not wanting to get hurt for others in my opinion. Also, when Rabbi’s son ran away from him I would guess Elie would think of the same thing but instead wanted to protect his father. Then last when Elie’s father was about to die his last words was, “Elizer” which was Elies name. Elie was finally think that his duty is over on protecting his father. Also, Elie also thought, “free at last” which meant his can fend for him. So, his relationship with his father wasn’t good. Cause Elie thought the reason he is alive because of his father. That is why his relationship with his father wasn’t a good
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,
Catherine, Catherine is who I am. I am a young American-Italian girl, that loves making people happy. Yet I get hurt easily, and can’t make decisions on my own. I lived with ma aunt (Beatrice) and ma uncle (Eddie). Sadly, Eddie died because he snitched to the immigration bureau on ma husband Rodolpho, but you will find out later exactly how he died. For now, all ya need to know it dat it wasn’t a smooth year.
Sophia Garcia was a 14-year-old freshman who cared about her family, the latest season of Friends, and the Patriots. Being in a household with six athletic brothers, from a young age Sophia had the experience of playing numerous sports, her favorite being football. Unfortunately, her high school only offered football for boys, and in return, offered cheerleading for girls. However, Sophia craved to play for her high school football team. Upon telling her friends, they immediately rejected the idea of even her trying out, yet alone, being part of the football team as they joked that females can’t play aggressive sports.
Hola, Reyna and Alejandro are always happy to hear how you and your family are doing. Alejandro said that Nevlyn doesn't look like the little blond boy that would ride his bike up and down the street. We are all really sorry to hear about your friend Ellen. I hope those little boys find some "mom love" in you, like we did when we needed some extra cuddles. I'm happy to hear that you still use your Spanish a lot in and out of work. Nevertheless, I'm sure your Spanish has evolved into a Puerto Rican/Cuban accent.
She anticipates that soon her daughter Maggie will be married and she will be living peacefully alone. Mama decides that she will wait in the yard for her daughter Dee's arrival. Mama knows that her other daughter, Maggie, will be nervous throughout Dee's stay, self -conscious of her scars and burn marks and jealous of Dee's much easier life. Mama fantasizes about reunion scenes on television programs in which a successful daughter embraces the parents who have made her success possible.
I’m Freda Josephine Baker born to Carrie McDonald and Eddie Carson on June 3rd, 1906, in St. Louis, Missouri, but most of you may know me as Josephine Baker. At the age of 12 I dropped out of school to become an entertainer, yes yes, I remember it like it was yesterday, I was young and ready to become a star. I grew up cleaning houses and babysitting for white families, and they always reminded me “be sure not to kiss the baby”. When I was 13, I got a waitressing job at the Chauffeur’s Club, which was where I met my first husband, our marriage was very brief; I had never hesitated to leave anyone, never depended on any man for anything, that’s for sure.
Maudire les actions du diable ! After years of working my fingers to the bone, this is all I get! The three people I valued most have left me. Ellen- my dear wife- passed away. My son – the one I trusted to be there for my family, after my time– has gone. Also my doll, my Mattie, with her sweet smile, her resilience as strong as a bull…Très bien! Qu'est-ce que je vais faire? My land, and my shattered family are all I have. I feel nothing… except shame, fear, and sleepless yearning for my loved ones. What bothers me most is … they all left me. Life would be so much easier with Lawton pulling the cart, Mattie looking after the younger ones and my precious Ellen… just staying here with me. I've been double-crossed by MY family!
(Suspense. SYNOPSIS: 60-year-old Anne Irwin is thankful that she still has an excellent memory, until a surgical procedure makes her look more like a curse.)
After arrival at Buchenwald, Elie’s father begins to lose his strength and becomes dependent on his son for his survival. Elie’s relationship with her father is draining. Nearing his father's death Elie begins to scramble to take care of his father, even if doing so hurts his chance at survival “And you are hurting yourself, you should be getting his rations.” Elie begins to give his rations to his father risking his chance at survival, at one point the frustration of doing so leads him to question his actions “I thought deep down, not daring to admit it to myself, too late to save your old father.” This adding to his circumstances becomes very draining for Elie, who has now become the caretaker of brought him water then left for roll call.”
As the waitress brought me my meal, she is whispered to me that Moe was actually a mad ex-con. Also that this cafe was actually fake and just to trap young waitresses and just a trap for young waitresses and hold them captive. Sadly,the waitress herself was a victim of this crime. In complete shock, I told her to leave with me. But she couldn’t since she was restricted by an electrically-wired ankle monitor. The type of monitor that was used for people on house arrest. Somehow,Moe managed to take it off and run this mad house. I then tried to call the police but there wasn’t any signal,leaving me isolated with no outside help. This left me with no choice but to attack the villain. I devised a plan along the sports fans sitting in the next
“I suppose that I have never properly thanked you for saving my life. I am sorry for that. I was not sure then that I wished it saved.”