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1. Cold pizza
It was a cold and rainy day in November. Some people called this rain even snow, but not thus Helena. It was not the type Person all that varnished.
While she rushed by the crowded U platform, it rummaged about him of her pocket for her mobile phone. She tried to type in the scrum the number of her mother, however, without success.
Helena rolled irritated with her eyes. Their mother had said her at noon she must fetch her small sister Allison. And here only so she stood.
On the left from her a hard occupied looking man called up his mobile phone and before her there stood a small boy with a MP3 player whose music she could also hear without earphone. Helena saw impatiently for her clock and hoped imploringly that her mother at least food had made, because she was in starving.
When she came after 15 endlessly appearing minutes, finally, in the right station, it ran to the kindergarten. In the small playground behind the kindergarten already waited Veronica. She was Allisons a group leader. Although Helena found this name incredibly ridiculous.
„ Hello Helena. Allison is with the swings.“ if she welcomed Veronica. Helena looked behind the largely grown young woman and discovered Allison with the brightly painted swings. Then she shouted: „Allison, come please.“
The small girl turned round upon the known voice and her brown hair twisted to plaits whirled. She got up and ran to her sister. „Hello, I is hungry! What gives to eat it?“ Helena had to laugh. This was the first question her Allison every day it put if they saw themselves.
Helena took her small sister in the hand and went with her to the U platform.
„Do we go first home or immediately to Matty?“ Allison saw with theirs to radiant green eyes directly in Helenas face. “First home. Nevertheless, you are hungry or? Then we visit Matthew.“ Allison nodded. The both waited to the right underground came.
Allison loved the journey with them. Helena amuses this only. She found it sweet like her small sister about such a thing simpleton could be glad. But Allison was also only 4 years old.
When they, finally, in the right station came Allison did not want to go, but Helena raised them simply and Allison laughed. The both went for two blocks to them with the skyscraper came in which her flat was. The both went with the lift in the 5th floor and Helena opened the door.
Allison threw plush backpack to theirs mauve in one tilts and ran in the sitting room to her television.
Helena went to the kitchen and saw immediately him luminous, yellow note slip of paper with a magnet was fastened to the fridge. Stood on it:
Are with Matthew. Food is in the microwave. Mum & Dad.
Helena knew these slips of paper to is enough. She opened the microwave and saw the pizza which it had ordered yesterday. She shook the head and slammed the small door.
„What is wrong?“ Helena turned round and noted Allison behind her stood. „Nothing, but we have to eat only old pizza. Should I make to myself something else?“ Still during them these words she also pronounced regretted it. Since there was only one court Allison at the moment loved. "Spaghetti".
Helena put a pot with water on the cooker and looked in the fridge for tomatoes. When she had found, finally, which, she cut them him small pieces and threw them in a pot with some tomato juice. While everything cooked, Helena took the phone and called on the phone of her mother.
„Young Marina.“ „Hey, Mum. Thank you for the pizza.“ Helena said which in the most sarcastic tone she had on it. „I am sorry Helena, it, but I had to go to Matthew and had to cook no time something. And your father is also work I imagined you could eat the pizza.“ „Then you have wrong thought. I make just spaghetti. The fact that the next spot you ask me.“ „I am sorry that I must be with your brother.“ Slowly Marina became furious. Then Helena simply hung up.
When Allison came again from the sitting room, the table was covered and on the plates was food. Allison smiled and sat down on one of the wooden chairs. „Why you have argued with mummy?“ Helena looked at Allison and said on it: „Today I wanted no pizza. Only so. And I have disturbed them. And because often is in such a way, I have shouted at them.“
Helena could not say her small sister that it it sorry was to be played her spare mother. To cook for them over and over again.
For it she loved Allison too much. She could not say this. And her mother already not at all. It would not even become to her to hear.
After food Helena rinsed the dishes and Allison handled in her room to play with her dolls. She loved them. Helena could only smile at this.
While she put away just the last glasses, the phone rang.
„Here Young.“ „Helena, I am it. Your good, old friend Ella. Do you still remember me? I do not know, it is so long.“ „Ella, hear please on theatre to play. This is not witty. I just had no time.“ „This was also not meant wittily. And which you no time had I know. Do we go shopping today?“
Helena sighed. She did not want to disappoint Ella. The both had already been since the kindergarten the best friends.
However, this sigh knew immediately what Ella had to mean.
„You do not come or?“ Ellas voice was cold and something was embittered. She was used that Helena had no time.
„Allison and I go after to Matty in the hospital. And I would see with pleasure once again my mother.“ „Do you not believe yourself like Allisons mother?“ Helena did not know what she should say. Ella was right.With all what she said. But Helena did not want to add this.
„Something. But I would like to visit Matthew. He is already so long in the hospital. He is surely lonesome. And he will be glad if we visit him. You could come along. If you want.“ At the other end of the telephone line Ella shook the head.
„. I am not able to do this. Is sorry me. Then tomorrow we see ourselves at school.“ „Yes, till tomorrow.“ Then Ella hung up.
Helena was all at once so furiously them one of the glasses which stood on the white plastic shelve, with full force on the ground threw. She was so furious. Not on Ella, or Allison, not even on her mother. Only on itself.
Helena turned the shards away with a broom and then got Allison from her room.
„Allison, we go. Dress please your jacket.“ „, But I do not want yet.“ The small girl sat just before her doll house and pulled one of letting off a silver glittering dress.
Helena raised her sister and carried them to the cloakroom. There she drew Allison a poison-green, thickly upholstered jacket. Helena himself stretched fast theirs tiefs
1. Cold pizza
It was a cold and rainy day in November. Some people called this rain even snow, but not thus Helena. It was not the type Person all that varnished.
While she rushed by the crowded U platform, it rummaged about him of her pocket for her mobile phone. She tried to type in the scrum the number of her mother, however, without success.
Helena rolled irritated with her eyes. Their mother had said her at noon she must fetch her small sister Allison. And here only so she stood.
On the left from her a hard occupied looking man called up his mobile phone and before her there stood a small boy with a MP3 player whose music she could also hear without earphone. Helena saw impatiently for her clock and hoped imploringly that her mother at least food had made, because she was in starving.
When she came after 15 endlessly appearing minutes, finally, in the right station, it ran to the kindergarten. In the small playground behind the kindergarten already waited Veronica. She was Allisons a group leader. Although Helena found this name incredibly ridiculous.
„ Hello Helena. Allison is with the swings.“ if she welcomed Veronica. Helena looked behind the largely grown young woman and discovered Allison with the brightly painted swings. Then she shouted: „Allison, come please.“
The small girl turned round upon the known voice and her brown hair twisted to plaits whirled. She got up and ran to her sister. „Hello, I is hungry! What gives to eat it?“ Helena had to laugh. This was the first question her Allison every day it put if they saw themselves.
Helena took her small sister in the hand and went with her to the U platform.
„Do we go first home or immediately to Matty?“ Allison saw with theirs to radiant green eyes directly in Helenas face. “First home. Nevertheless, you are hungry or? Then we visit Matthew.“ Allison nodded. The both waited to the right underground came.
Allison loved the journey with them. Helena amuses this only. She found it sweet like her small sister about such a thing simpleton could be glad. But Allison was also only 4 years old.
When they, finally, in the right station came Allison did not want to go, but Helena raised them simply and Allison laughed. The both went for two blocks to them with the skyscraper came in which her flat was. The both went with the lift in the 5th floor and Helena opened the door.
Allison threw plush backpack to theirs mauve in one tilts and ran in the sitting room to her television.
Helena went to the kitchen and saw immediately him luminous, yellow note slip of paper with a magnet was fastened to the fridge. Stood on it:
Are with Matthew. Food is in the microwave. Mum & Dad.
Helena knew these slips of paper to is enough. She opened the microwave and saw the pizza which it had ordered yesterday. She shook the head and slammed the small door.
„What is wrong?“ Helena turned round and noted Allison behind her stood. „Nothing, but we have to eat only old pizza. Should I make to myself something else?“ Still during them these words she also pronounced regretted it. Since there was only one court Allison at the moment loved. "Spaghetti".
Helena put a pot with water on the cooker and looked in the fridge for tomatoes. When she had found, finally, which, she cut them him small pieces and threw them in a pot with some tomato juice. While everything cooked, Helena took the phone and called on the phone of her mother.
„Young Marina.“ „Hey, Mum. Thank you for the pizza.“ Helena said which in the most sarcastic tone she had on it. „I am sorry Helena, it, but I had to go to Matthew and had to cook no time something. And your father is also work I imagined you could eat the pizza.“ „Then you have wrong thought. I make just spaghetti. The fact that the next spot you ask me.“ „I am sorry that I must be with your brother.“ Slowly Marina became furious. Then Helena simply hung up.
When Allison came again from the sitting room, the table was covered and on the plates was food. Allison smiled and sat down on one of the wooden chairs. „Why you have argued with mummy?“ Helena looked at Allison and said on it: „Today I wanted no pizza. Only so. And I have disturbed them. And because often is in such a way, I have shouted at them.“
Helena could not say her small sister that it it sorry was to be played her spare mother. To cook for them over and over again.
For it she loved Allison too much. She could not say this. And her mother already not at all. It would not even become to her to hear.
After food Helena rinsed the dishes and Allison handled in her room to play with her dolls. She loved them. Helena could only smile at this.
While she put away just the last glasses, the phone rang.
„Here Young.“ „Helena, I am it. Your good, old friend Ella. Do you still remember me? I do not know, it is so long.“ „Ella, hear please on theatre to play. This is not witty. I just had no time.“ „This was also not meant wittily. And which you no time had I know. Do we go shopping today?“
Helena sighed. She did not want to disappoint Ella. The both had already been since the kindergarten the best friends.
However, this sigh knew immediately what Ella had to mean.
„You do not come or?“ Ellas voice was cold and something was embittered. She was used that Helena had no time.
„Allison and I go after to Matty in the hospital. And I would see with pleasure once again my mother.“ „Do you not believe yourself like Allisons mother?“ Helena did not know what she should say. Ella was right.With all what she said. But Helena did not want to add this.
„Something. But I would like to visit Matthew. He is already so long in the hospital. He is surely lonesome. And he will be glad if we visit him. You could come along. If you want.“ At the other end of the telephone line Ella shook the head.
„. I am not able to do this. Is sorry me. Then tomorrow we see ourselves at school.“ „Yes, till tomorrow.“ Then Ella hung up.
Helena was all at once so furiously them one of the glasses which stood on the white plastic shelve, with full force on the ground threw. She was so furious. Not on Ella, or Allison, not even on her mother. Only on itself.
Helena turned the shards away with a broom and then got Allison from her room.
„Allison, we go. Dress please your jacket.“ „, But I do not want yet.“ The small girl sat just before her doll house and pulled one of letting off a silver glittering dress.
Helena raised her sister and carried them to the cloakroom. There she drew Allison a poison-green, thickly upholstered jacket. Helena himself stretched fast theirs tiefs
Nicholas suddenly slid down on one knee and asked me at age 13 will you marry me even with our age and mother and father would be against it I said yes. I Elizabeth {or Lizzie for short} Catherine Cromwell will soon be Lizzie Catherine Tucker in a few short months/ There was so much to do so much to plan in fact I will make a list of what I already know
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The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Is it possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen or read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my heart begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
Or logical
Though love rarely is
I can’t make my heart stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one day we could share
A love that is real
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen or read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my heart begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
Or logical
Though love rarely is
I can’t make my heart stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one day we could share
A love that is real
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! You always end up like this. Maybe you should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face or back. Not me!
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Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! You always end up like this. Maybe you should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face or back. Not me!
Please e-mail me or comment. Tell me if you like this segment or not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
i was a normal 18 year old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( more like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i said " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he said " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he said " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
You couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one more thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one more thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.