Black Holes: A Fictional Narrative

6:30. That’s what the clock above the oven said, however, it hadn’t been checked in a while so who knew if it was right. For most, the day was just beginning, it for her, it was ending. She needed it to. Her body seemed to weigh ten times what it normally did and as she dragged her feet towards her bedroom

“ Last night was amazing, ” Shay said as he reminisces about his and Sarah’s one month anniversary last night. Suddenly his phone rings in the background. It was Sarah. “ Hey Shay, I need to tell you something important, in person,” she said worriedly. “ Okay. . . . . . , then I’ll meet you at Starbucks at 8, ” Shay said as he got out of bed and looked at the clock. “ Okay see you at 8 then. . . , ” Sarah said worriedly again. Shay immediately shut off his phone and scrambled to his closet for clothes. As he put on his clothes Shay wondered why she sounded so worried but forgot about it afterwards. Just as Shay walked into Starbucks, he sees Sarah wearing her Beyoncé shirt. After they order their coffee, they start to talk. “ So. . . . why

His wounds were cleaned up, but blood still found a way through his abraded skin. She observed her own hands, touching her forehead. Her own injuries were the same as that of his. Puzzled, she asked the nearest nurse a simple question concerning them, who was a tall woman with long, blonde hair fixed into a

Through Anna’s character and viewpoint, the author allows the reader to see through this brave, gently, and strong girl all the other characters portray Anna to be. Anna constantly finds herself asking if she would even be alive if Kate hadn’t been diagnosed, she’s constantly batting between weather her parents wanted her verses just needed her to keep the daughter they wanted alive. Anna loves her sister and she’s happy to help her sister out, everyone sees that, but because the author lets her narrate a great portion of the book the reader can see she secretly wants a life of her own. The reader hears Anna say, “I’m not sick but I might as well be” also this one, “lately, I’ve been having nightmares where I’m cut into so many pieces that there isn’t enough of me to be put back together.” (Picoult xx)

“We need to hurry. I slept in a lot. It’s already probably 11:00 a.m. already.” Said Lilly’s mom while she was shoving her piece of bread in her mouth. Once they had eaten breakfast and packed up their things, they were off again.

In the morning, it felt like a regular day. Lyla woke up to complete silence. She rolled out of bed, sliding her feet into her slippers and picked up the clothes that she’d picked out yesterday to wear today at school. She opened her bedroom door and walked down the narrow hallway to the bathroom, stopping at her sister’s room.

The alarm she had set starts to ring loudly, causing her to jump before hastily turning it off. "Ok, I have to hurry and get ready," the young woman starts off. "Shower, hair, clothes - all of that." A heavy sigh escapes her as she quickly gathers her thoughts. Renea shakes her head before dipping in to her room for a quick nap, letting her daughter frantically rush to refine her already beautiful look.

“Just relax and this will all be over soon.” She looked around wondering what was happening and when she looked back to the nurse, the nurse had a syringe in her hand, a firm grip on her upper arm. She tried to get away, but couldn’t. The syringe went into her arm and she promptly fell unconscious.

One night there was a little boy named Zach, and his parents Mary, his mother, and John, his stepfather. They lived in the small town of Roscoe, MO. This small town is ten miles from the nearest emergency room. One night the poor boy got sick.

If Irwin hadn’t thrown his arms around Angela again, more damage would have been done to the already war-zone barn.

Ashley could hear the doctor’s speaking outside. They were mentioning how it was a miracle that Ashley was able to survive after drinking large amounts of the poison. “ Miracle.” Ashley snickered

Once upon a time there was two boys there mom said not to stay out too late but they did not follow the rules there names where greg, and jeff. They traveled into the devil's forest it was halloween night at 4:26 am it was rainy and freezing they go further and further in and then jeff turns around and turns back and boom greg is gone we think rake took him. But jeff is to scared to find him because he thinks that if he gos in he could get taken and then he will never see his family again but the next day he goes back into the forest and then he just sees greg sitting looking at a tree just sitting there strait. Jeff slowly walks up to jeff and then jeff turns his head in a 180 angle back words jeff says his name and then ……………. Boom greg jumps

The day was nearly ending and new things were coming at me. Dinner was made and my clothes were ready on my bed. I laid on the bed and thought about many ideas. Julia really does do many things in this house. “I feel bad for all the times I’ve been rude to her,” I whispered. “But the day is coming to an end, and I am positively sure after this day everything will be normal again.” Then again, what if I wake up at my house and this is still a dream! Well, only one way to find out.

The SVU crew decides to throw a little get together at a local bar. You were relatively new to everyone, becoming another hired junior detective for Lieutenant Benson, who tells you to call her Liv on your off hours.

Unbeknownst to Sarah Carpenter, the FBI was keeping tabs on her by eavesdropping on her phone calls and following her movements. They didn’t know how much information about himself, Roger Nelson had shared with her. But, just to be safe, the FBI wanted to be sure she didn’t muddle things of for them by talking too much. If Sarah knew the NSA was watching her, she would be explosive in her outrage, although in the final analysis she could do nothing about it, even if the FBI’s actions were illegal.