Karkat Monologue

I’m ready to fight i tried telling myself, but I’m not until I turn on my music but now I think that it is distracting me. Let's do this, it’s now or never. “For Skyrim” I yell.

If you haven’t used a tampon before, and you don’t have a Phd at the end of your name, it’s hard to hear you. TMI I know, but while you change multiple times, you use them for 24 hours, and up to 4 to 7 days. It is very disturbing to think that our cotton fields are being contaminated to the point that it’s transferring into everything. And now, we’re using something that over the years could endanger our health, or God forbid our future children. And it’s not just tampons, but pads, wipes, washes and so much more. We are our own worst enemy, and we will destroy

Thornton Wilder, a Wisconsin native, is the writer of the Pulitzer Prize winner play Our Town. In Our Town, Wilder tells the story of a town in Grover’s Corners, New Hampshire, and the daily lives of the inhabitants. In the play, the author uses minimal props and scenery as well as including a main character known as the Stage Manager that has the ability to break the fourth wall, allowing him to talk to the audience. This factor of talking to the audience is a major component of making the public a part of the town. Throughout the play, there are many instances in which the Stage Manager uses various cues as well as dialogues to incorporate the audience and develop an intimate relationship to create a true sense of “our town”.

Vibrant hues of orange and yellow were smeared together and they played with violent shades of red. The rising sun rested in a bed of golden rose, cotton clouds. Its rays of light spilling over the hills like pale orange paint. At least, that's what I imagined this sunrise would look like in a world without skyscrapers and other assorted buildings suffocating the horizon, sucking the life out of the beauty that nature gives us, and replacing it with smoke, oil, and the stench of our ever growing need to expand. Our need, humanity's need to leave no blade of grass behind, to cover every inch of the earth with pollution and man made roads and structures, is what is destroying the beauty that nature provides.

“Kaylee come and join me, I am about to watch the best show in Canada.

There are many people who inspire me, but one sticks out more than others. His name? El Gato, but he wasn’t always a cat. Oh no, he used to be La Ciqüeña - the Stork. The transformation from a tall, scrawny boy to a six foot, muscular man is all because of hard work, effort, and determination.

I woke up with a busting headache, "Wh-here am I?" I muttered looking around in a dark room. A bright light flashed, "Tate who do you pick?" I heard James speak. Picked!? More people? I looked over and spotted to girls in the cornor sobbing. "Her." I looked to where his finger was pointing. Me!? Tate motioned his finger for me to get up, I rise walking towards him, what's there to fight for anyway? James eyed me the 'you better not try nything stupid' look. Tate lead my limp body towards a room, "Sit." he whispered, I sat right in the floor, "What the hell i'm not bad, come sit on my be." "Ok bitch." "What kind of music do you like?" "Why." "Why not." "Alternative." "Is hollywood undead ok?" "Fucking love that band!" I boomed. Tate

“Oh right, forgot about that,” and just like that Brennan clicked his phone back into sleep mode. Now to get back to his grand campaign in his game. David was a good friend and he had been since middle school, but he had the habit of bothering him sometimes. They were exact opposites in personality. David was all outgoing and didn’t really keep to himself, while Brennan had been the very definition of an introvert. Nothing you could do about though. Brennan went back to his game, but for some reason the palms of his hand had begun to get all sweaty. He didn’t know why, but he started feeling dizzy too. He ignored it and continued to

“1..2..3..4.. Keep your ballon looking light and alive.” “Point your toes and straighten your back more it will help with your balance.” “Also the end needs to be happy and radiant,” Saundra my personal trainer said. “I can't”

I noticed... it's been 10 years!!! I felt awkward at times too!!! I was the only one smiling…

tears flowing down he pick his son " I am sorry... I'm your Father I am going to remove this dagger from your body so you can sleep well my son I will not let your body disappear into Glitter Ashes I will froze you my son (his son has turned cold and he put his son in a beautiful magic see through coffin) he mourn for his son's death all Addicate Kingdom feels the darkness surrounded them. The whole Kingdom were mourning. Neighbouring countried hear a scarrying crying coming from the Addicate Kingdom.

to accept it, this is my eternity, i'd stay here forever and ever. I guess this is it, my whole life and it's all wasted. I wonder if I could have done anything different, maybe be kinder, give to the poor, I don't know. I'll never get married or have children.

I wish I could leave off this year on a good note with you but I cannot. I am not one to completely burn bridges, but that's what is clearly going to happen here. I would love to say that you were an amazing guidance counselor these last four years but sadly, I cannot. I always felt awkward and uncomfortable around you and maybe that was my fault. However, I know some of the stress and anxiety I've felt the past two years were not my doing but yours. When I needed you, most you never there and when you were there, I was getting half-baked advice or was being convinced to stick with a class I wanted to drop. When I wanted to drop math you acted as though I had asked for your opinion, but really, I just wanted the papers. I could

I didn’t know any better. I didn’t know it could kill me. One time when I was 8, I was playing with some chapstick. I was putting It on everything when I decided to take a bite out of it. I ended up getting really sick and almost dying.

It wasn’t always easy. As a matter of fact, it was never easy for us. I’m sure you’d have agreed. Surely it was tough for you to let us go, but I want you to know that I’m thankful you did.