shanetheinsanecane
They told me to be brave. But did they know what it really was to fear?
Another day and nothing eventful to speak of. When am I going to get out of this place? Where can I go that I won't feel dusty and tired? How much longer before I wake up feeling new?
That's how she saw it, anyway. But if she knew her students, they probably had a very different perspective on the situation with Meinhard and the board. And she was just fine with that.
For all these years, the statue had just been something she'd walked by without really seeing. Now she picked it carefully off the top of the fireplace, noticing how much heavier it seemed once one actually held it.
An intuitive understanding of the varying thought processes of different people is central to the creation of characters in writing.
The club had taken quite a hit with the loss of Bynes and Darcy, and everyone in the room knew it would take a season to recover if they were lucky as it was. Red skipped lunch and spent the rest of the somber afternoon in the Ford.
A decade ago, the neighborhood wouldn't have even been called such. But since the population spike it had begun to develop into one of the largest suburban areas in the community.
Haha - Really noticing a lot of white fences in these submissions.
The once-white fence had clearly seen better days. Todd guessed that it was the original, which would make it around forty to forty-five years old. In all honesty, the owner should have simply had it torn down, but it was her insurance money and how she saw fit to use it was none of his business.