Harriet let out a shriek of disbelief. “WHAT!!?? NO!!!”
Howleen buried her face in her hands, just shaking her head and whimpering. The others just stared at Howleen in pure confusion and shock.
“W-why didn’t you say something?” Clawdeen asked, blinking back some hot tears she felt welling up.
Howleen wiped her eyes with her bandaged wrist, sobbing. “I’m sorry!”
The nurse watched the scene sadly. “Would you like to think about an abortion? I can set up a date for you.”
Howleen did not answer. She continued to sob pitifully, and her mother looked up at the nurse after a moment. “We’ll think about it.”
The nurse nodded solemnly and left the family alone, closing the door behind her.
After a few minutes, Howleen finally calmed, and Clawd quietly
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“There were two of them. One had long red hair and he was wearing an ugly suit and tie. The other one had short, brown hair and a black jacket with no shirt. And they were,” Howleen took a breath, her eyes becoming downcast. “They were both …show more content…
“Oh, no…oh, no! What did they do to you?”
Howleen sighed, turning away. “Well, first they started hootin’ at me, and whistling and calling things like, ‘come’re doggie!’ and ‘I got a treat for you!’. First, I was ignoring them. I kept walking until one ran up behind me and grabbed my arm, and…” she winced at the memory. “Then I blacked out. I don’t remember anything after that, except…”
“Except what?” Clawdeen asked, rubbing her sister’s arm.
Howleen brushed a lock of hair out of her face, looking around. “Anyone got pen and paper?”
Clawk nodded and handed his daughter a sticky note and a pen. Right away, Howleen drew a smiley face with a pair of fangs sticking out of the corners of its mouth and underneath it the letters, “TVC”. She handed the picture to her mother, who raised an eyebrow.
“What is this?” she asked.
“I saw that when I woke up,” Howleen explained. “I was in an alley and that was spray painted on the wall. I was tired and thirsty and sore in…some places,” she blushed a bit, but nevertheless continued. “My phone said it had been twenty minutes since I left the bowling alley, so I just went
“I dare you to run through the labyrinth wearing a dress!” Next to me my friend Sophia started laughing so hard that her wings started flapping and her lion's tail patted me on the back. Carl’s nostrils flared and he started breathing hard. His horns turned bright red like they always do when he gets angry.
Something suddenly clasps her mouth, a hand is what she suspects. It didn't feel like a hand, more jelly like and cold. Her eyes widen at the action. Her tiny throat lets out a slight squeal and she struggles to turn her head around to see what it was actually.
“Ouch. My finger!” screamed Isabelle as she looked into the bright blue eyes of her sister. Her short white
"Well, we have twin girls, Ida and Deena. They're beautiful and healthy. And after rest and food, Fleur will be fine, too."
She now knew that Daisy slept on the porch every night in her dog house. Her plan was going smoothly. She would sneak out tonight and crawl through the fence and then grab Daisy and get away from Lydia’s house as quickly as possible.
Willow smiled evilly. The black kittypet lashed his tail. Willow’s grey and black-specked pelt was ungroomed, and her silverish chest was bent in awkwardly as she stalked away. The small black kittypet with a blue, yet blood-stained, collar followed on her tail. A rouge slid up to her, flashing his claws across her pelt, but Willow snapped his neck before her blood started welling out. Ash stopped in his tracks, eyeing the surroundings carefully, before following her. The black tom’s amber and blue icy gaze flittered over the blood. He licked his muzzle.
“I’m so sorry mom; I didn’t mean to scare you.” Margot sniffled from the cold.
I sighed and looked at the test, and she was telling the truth, I was pregnant. It was entirely impossible, but that is not what scared me. I threw the test away and picked up my phone. I dialed Ashton’s number, thankfully he was awake. “Dals, it’s three am? What do you need?” Ashton’s raspy voice had shook me to tears. “Look, I just need to talk to you alright.” I say and went into the bathroom. “Ashton, I just took a pregnancy test, and it came up positive, I really need brotherly fucking advice right now!” I cry and he was speechless. “Isnt Michael..” He trailed off and I stayed quiet. “It’s michaels, great.” Ashton sighed. Brooklyn had stirred awake and asked him who he was talking too. The line was quiet for a moment till Brooklyn had
"What did you hear?" Charles begged, keeping his eyes on hers. Iris swallowed, her throat was numb from her screaming.
In first grade, a boy named John— a notorious troublemaker—systematically chased every girl in our class during recess trying to kiss her on the lips. Most gave in eventually. It was easier to give in than keep running. When it was my turn, I turned and faced him, grabbed his glasses off his weasel face, and stomped on them on the hard blacktop. He ran to the principal’s office and cried.
"Please, do continue," Dark's scowl bared his teeth. Sharp canines glinted as he stared at her, a feral look deep within his eyes. Under all the tailored suits and sweet words sat the beast that sharpened its teeth and claws on the bones of its victims, the monster that lusted to feel bodies break in its hands.
One of the most frequently debated topics in bioethics is the morality of abortion, or the ending of a pregnancy without physically giving birth to an infant. Often times abortions are categorized into either spontaneous, a natural miscarriage; induced or intentional, which is premeditated and for any reason; or therapeutic, which albeit intentional, its sole purpose is to save the mother’s life. It seems however that moral conflicts on issue mainly arise when discussing induced abortions. In general, people universally agree it is morally wrong to kill an innocent person and in some people’s eyes induced abortions are the intentional killings of innocent persons, thus making them immoral. However not all individuals view fetuses as persons and consequentially argue it is not morally wrong to kill them.
Abortion as an Ethical Issue In recent years, abortion has become one of the world’s most discussed ethical issues. This has made a huge impact on both men and women’s lives. There are many different views on abortion dating back from the Old Testament to the present day. I intend to show you all of abortion’s conventional arguments.
“No, it sounded bigger than a rabbit Uariah!” She started to cry and leaned over on Uariah’s shoulder.
“Oh, I am so sorry, Papa. I didn’t mean to bring up painful memories,” Thalia said, wishing she could reach out to him.