The Unexpected_Mean_Trust once broken can't be healed_Two Seconds and Counting
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The Unexpected
He dared me to. I had to do it. I never backed down from a dare. I went to the very edge of the cliff trying to be careful not to fall over. I looked down at the poowww.onedoor.ccl of roaring fire below me. ¨Safisted?¨ I asked my boyfriend, Jake. His green eyes pierced into mine. Jake started walking towards me. ¨What are you doing? There is not enough room for both of us on the edge. One of us will fall¨ I told him. ¨I know. Exactly my point¨ Jake said now right behind me. He ran his hands through his rusty red hair. ¨What is exactly your point?¨ I asked. He pushed me off. I screamed falling closer to the ...
Mean
Dear Diary,I had just gotten to school when I heard Maria the meanie. She was talking to a 3rd grade girl named Jessie.“Give me your lunch money.” Maria demanded.“But… but why?” Jessie stammered.That was a mistake.“Why!” Maria said, outraged. “Why!” Because I said so!”Maria pushed Jessie onto the ground. Jessie started crying. Since my little sister is bffs with Jessie I decided to do what’s right. I walked over to Jessie.“Are you alright?” I asked her.She nodded weakly. I stood to face Maria. “Go away.” I said.“And how are you going to make me?” Maria asked.“By doing this. Mr. Span!” I called...
Trust once broken can't be healed
MISE EN PLACE that's what she said. I hope I don't forget to mention y'all that this story starts with a girl joining the business school for her higher studies. The no 1 b- school actually, it was her first day to her school. She asked for the way to her classroom. She was just on time and sat in the middle row so that she won't be the one seated on the last,ofcourse she wanted to make some friends so by sitting at last won't help. She didn't choose to sit on the first because she wasn't the shining armour who placed first in her middle school. She sit on the middle row but does that help dud...
Two Seconds and Counting
Ring. Ring. Ring. The muffled groans came from the bedside next to the nightstand with the ringing phone. He tried to ignore it, but it kept ringing until he couldn’t take it anymore and decided to get up and switch it off. He rubbed the sleep off of his eyes, trying to regain focus of his surroundings as he glanced over his room. He yawned, back against the headboard as he looked over his room again. I need to clean it up, he thought tiredly as he grabbed his phone off of the nightstand. It was a Saturday morning and he didn’t set an alarm for Saturday’s so he was shocked at why it rang. He l...