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Papa Bear, Papa Bear! Can you tell me a story? Please… Sure Scout, my grand cub, do you have anything in mind(32 and 33)? Ya, the one about the green thing! Young Scout are you sure, this story can be a bit confusing for a young cub like you(3). Don’t worry Pops I’ll stay on top of it today! Okay then… It was an average Tuesday morning, warm, morning dew on the green grass, and when I inhaled through my wet nose I could smell the pine wood and red berries. Grandma Patty went out that morning for some salmon and I decided to go eat some red berries. It was about nine o'clock in the morning, I was moseying up my usual path, pass the two oak trees, across the stream, and pounce over the poison ivy(8). I was about 120 yards away from that delicious …show more content…
I just decided to go to my left, which was unusual because I usually do everything with my right. But my instincts told me left so I listened. I started to crawl back because I didn’t want the green thing to see me. At one point I felt like giving up but I couldn’t Grandma Patty was at home waiting for me. But before I could start back up again I needed a break. I layed down and relaxed knowing I would hopefully get home soon. Right(24)? When I had finally started back up it was about dark. I started walking around not knowing what to do. Then I felt an itch on my back. I think I layed down in poison ivy. Oh well , I atleast need to wash off in a stream or lake if I'm going to stay out here for the rest of the night, I said to myself. I walked a couple yards and then came up upon a stream. I dove in and embraced the cool and refreshing water. I jumped out a couple minutes later but soon after I needed scratch my back on something. I walked and then crawled before meeting two oak trees. I had scratched my back on those trees for at least two minutes. I walked a couple more yards and looked up. There I saw them! Lights! Lights mean a house I said. I raced forward, I kept running even though my lungs were burning, but I didn’t care! When I had finally reached the front porch, I knew I knew this place. It was home! I crashed through the door not caring about it at that moment. Patty, I have missed you, I
“Ponyboy run for it!”,I yell to him David chasing after him,and pony doged there first atemt then he was caught both arms twisted behind his back and legs gripped by the arms of two socs while they hadnt caught me yet,I was still running.The socs broght pony boy to bob and he pointed tweords the fountain with no hesitation and with that pony boy was head first drowning in a fountain of freezing cold water.As I was runnning from the socs I saw ponyboy as blue as a blue berry trying to hold his breath in.”I can t see this,I need to do somthing” I cryed.It was then that I rememberd I had thatswisarmy knife in my back pocket but I felt Heroism Revenge and Rushed for time but I also felt Question,confused and disbelefe.Eiether way I had to even thought I would be a murderer.With that I Stabed Bob in the heart and he slowly fell to the ground and then colapst onto the cold pavment.
Far back, in the midst of a time when the world was very young, there lived a princess named Lucille and a bunny named Fluffy. Lucille was a beautiful girl with chocolate brown hair, and eyes as blue as the sweet summer sky. Fluffy was as white as snowflakes and as soft as clouds. He offered plenty of razzmatazz but little manners. They lived together in a tall castle, covered in green vines and grey cobblestone, hidden in the dense forest filled with animals and nature.
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.
"Two-Bit, I swear, if you don't shut up I will come over there and personally beat the tar outta you."
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.
Filban said the home had a yard that was overgrown. “The trees and bushes were overgrown, and the house was dark,” Filban said. “And the windows were covered.” She and her sister slept in the front bedroom of the house. She remembers the bedroom having a large, floor-to-ceiling window. She said you could look out and see the wra...
The fog was low, but he could still see her yellow porch light glowing brightly. The sight of her gleaming house bathed in light settled his nerves. It was warm and inviting, just like her. So he wanted to impress her, he smoothed his hair and tucked in his shirt. As he looked up, there she was, pulling
Upon arriving on the island, they are greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Rodgers who were hired as the butler and housekeeper. That evening after dinner they hear a recorded voice accusing each of them of a specific murder committed in the past and never uncovered. Talking about the accusations, they realize none of them actually have ever met or know “Mr. U.N. Owen.” As they ponder this mysterious matter, Tony Marston chokes on poisoned whiskey and dies. Vera Claythorne observes similarities between the death of Marston and the first verse of a nursery rhyme, “Ten Little Indians,” that hangs in each bedroom. The next morning the guests find that Mrs. Rogers apparently died in her sleep. The guests hope to leave that morning, but the boat that regularly delivers supplies to the island do...
“Fine by me, anything to get away from you and that popcorn!” Charlie screamed back to her.
Darkness seeped from the edges and the world around me began to fade as I counted back from 10. Twelve hours later, a soft “ouch” escaped my breath as the nurses transferred me from one bed to another; just like that, I was out again for the night.
Hello, i’m Terance, Terance Rileys and I am one of the of the victims that survived the most scariest thing I have ever experienced. It all started when my friends Melanie, Dorbie, and Yalaina decided to go to a party. Taylie Ann Marie’s party, she was the most popular girl in school. I was surprised when Taylor invited Melanie and Yalaina, but not Dorbie. You could obviously tell she had a crush on him, always twirling her hair around him and flirting and it makes me was to barf.
It crawled along the grass, peeking its head into the nearby windows of the tourist apartments. One foot outside and I began to feel the blistering burn from the fireball in the sky. I lathered on a coat of sunblock and off I went. Step after step, the closer I got to the sand, the less I was able to tolerate the heat. I stepped on the brown beach.
Once I was at a safe distance from the fire, I turned around to see the house. The sight of burning wood lingered in the air and the dark smoke covered the moon light. Once I turned back around, the house was beyond saving and it was better to just accept the fact that the house was gone along with my possessions. As the night got colder and darker, I had no other choice but to sleep outside.
The weather was perfect. The sun warm, and relaxing. The dew melting, and the air fresh. I could hear the birds and their morning songs. I could hear the rushing river in the distance that I wasn’t aloud to be near.
Maggie wasn’t supposed to be home from University until next week. I didn’t know what I was going to do then, but I wasn’t going to worry about it until the problem of her presence arrived. She came home early, though. She heard the storm I stirred up in the kitchen and decided to stay hidden. Then she made her presence known before I could continue with my rituals.