The Symphony_The Queen's Gala_Gratitude versus Court Martial_COMMUNITY SERVICE
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The Symphony
“I’m not known for having great ideas. Seriously, you’re looking at the guy who inspired the warning labels on most household products. But you can trust me, Dr. Schneider. I know what I’m doing here. You have to let me take him.” “This isn’t a library, Jon. You can’t check out a patient and then drop him off like some book you needed for a research paper.” “It’ll only be for a few hours.” “We have things under control.” “No, you don’t. This hospital is killing him. I know what he needs. He’s my brother, for God’s sake. He’s onl...
The Queen's Gala
I pulled the dress over my head and slid my arms through. It settled onto my shoulders comfortably and flowed outward. The gown was made of fine silk. The sleeves went just below my elbows. It was tight around my waist and then fell down to my feet. The dress was a deep shade of magenta that contrasted my blonde hair beautifully.My hair was done in beautiful curls. My bangs were pulled backwards by a majestic silver headband decorated with sparkling crystals. I slid my ring over my right third-finger. The band of silver reflected the light and the diamond in the center shimmered. When I looked...
Gratitude versus Court Martial
Rocky wasn't too sure what to do at that juncture when all of a sudden the full speed running express train he was travelling in stopped with a big thud in the middle of the Lacandon Jungle and through both the entrances of his compartment a large number of cops fully equipped with automatic guns rushed in. He was sitting right in the middle of the compartment and could smell easily something was badly wrong. He was in a sort of a fix at that moment. The situation presented him with a dilemma whether to take out his automatic revolver from the holster and use it or not. He was really unsure wh...
COMMUNITY SERVICE
COMMUNITY SERVICE Nevaeh took down the yellow caution tape, rolled it into a big ball and deposited it into the black trash bag that she dragged behind her. Pete was on the other side of the pool on his knees by a patio table. “Hey, what chu doing there?” Nevaeh yelled. Pete stood up, wiping the end of his nose, “Nothin’.” “Don’t you nothin’ me, I saw you. You get caught, we’re both knee deep. Get me?” “Mind your own business.” Pete snapped back. Nevaeh dropped the trash bag and stomped her way around the pool. She noticed the residue on the tabletop. “What www.onedoor.ccthe hell you puttin’ up your nose?” ...