Veranda Monologue

Reporter stated the following: He (Brycion) is the victim. He was asleep in the bed and woke up. He (Ben) was hunting him. He said he found me and took a whole of my man part. The mother got involved because she told Ben to leave. He did not say if the mom called the police because Ben left. This happened last night. He told Dr. Brumfield this morning he had to tell her something. He was then brought into my office. When we questioned him he said Ben drives a vehicle. He said Ben stays at home and is not in school. We have not called the mom because she will come at 9 for IEP meeting. We will talk to the mom at the meeting. If the mom does not show up for the meeting we will call her. It sounded like this is the first time this has happened.

Getting to know Sydney made me realize a lot more about life. Going into college I felt agitated because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with my life, and maybe moving here was a mistake, but Sydney reassured me. Although tomorrow is a mystery, we need to have faith that it’ll bring us exactly what we need. Her story of having a youth full of uncertainty and now having a life of complete sense has given me hope that I will be okay, and to just enjoy today and it’s opportunities.

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

****"Someone Named Eva" - Written from Eva's point of view, not all event's below are from the actual book**** Late Fall of 1943 Dear Momma, Today I saw the fence. Elsbeth and I were having a picnic in the woods, when I heard the a voice other than hers. It was someone singing a beautiful Czech song, it was refreshing to hear the voice of my past. I began to run, run past Elsbeth, running to the precious voice I longed to be yours.

Great, no one said she couldn't but her being traumatized still makes no sense if she's not traumatized by all the other shit.

"Ava... Ava." I hear my name being called and I groan at the intrusion of my sleep. I turn over to my side and bring the blankets up, covering my face completely from the morning sun.

And she had to accept for who they were. Sindy started believe her when Eva testified and betrayed her own not

“I think you owe it to Jefferson,” Vivian told me one out of the blue, “He’d want for you to read it. He told Paul to give it to you on that day.” We had been sitting in sitting room, watching the kids keep to themselves on the floor. I knew what she was talking about. She wanted me to read Jefferson’s journal.

ill fucking kill you bitch if you don't stop talking shit behind my back you dirty tart. You be suck all sort of dick my boy and I gonna expose your bitch ass if you don't stop. maybe ill brake your fucking family's knees in. I'm not going to fuck around anymore you fucking dirty ass bitch, another thing you owe me money you hoe. bitch I got niggas that are willing to beat your ass.........

Her eyes glanced away from his for a brief moment, the air leaving her lips in a rather resigned manner. Drunk or not, he wasn’t going to let her be until he had tugged the truth out of her. But when it finally came out, would he see it for the sordid, rotten thing that it was? Would he see her that way? The only one she knew of that could relate to this was Vivianne. Her intellectual counterpart, the Devil’s Advocate in her everyday matters. Only she could see the scarlet that stained her hands and not pass judgement. But Priam? She thought the world of him -- to see disgust etched upon her features could bring her to ruins. All it took was one simple confession.

I stood at the very rock where she had last lied. Her putrid string of words interfering with my line of sight. I had only met her days back, however, I had felt I had known her for eternity. A constant pressure of darkness looming over my back.

“Never mind what it is. Just know your sister will be cured before the sun rises in the morn.”

But hush! is that a light shining through the window there it's like the east with juliet the sun. Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon! It looks already sick and pale with grief because you're far lovelier than she is though only her servant don't be her maid since she is envious her uniform is a sickly green only court jesters wear that.

Jennie’s tired eyes shift to the flowers just past Carlie along the fence. He had planted those for her. She had been so overwhelmed by the surprise of it all, that Jennie couldn’t remember even giving a thought back then to their having been rose bushes. There are so many that she’d never counted, all perfectly spaced around the fence and the deck. Only a few bloomed at a time so there was always a search for the next patch of beauty throughout the

48. Former hero・spends a peaceful day on the trip Since there is no particular reason to hurry, and rather, there is my inclination of putting off the problem, we stopped to do the usual training for about 3 hours in the morning. It has only been a day since we left the Imperial Capital.