Bathroom

Survive by Nevermore 's Shadow Ginny Weasley sat in the girl 's bathroom, staring at her pale, trembling hands. She grit her teeth together hard, trying to end the torrent of tears that had been streaming down her face for what had to have been hours. Hogwarts was horribly quiet, as news of Hermione Granger 's death spread throughout the school. Laying on the floor at her feet was the diary. that infernal thing that lead to all of this. It was her fault, all of it. If only she hadn 't been so…

It quickly went from a nice, fun, vacation to a painful, terrible, nightmare. Just about every year before school starts while my mom has meetings for teachers, my dad takes my sister and I on a small, five day trip to different places. This year, we decided to go to St Louis. Little did I know that this trip would soon turn south very, very, fast. It was the middle of August, 2013. I believe it was around the 13th. My dad, sister, and I were on our way to St Louis to do various activities…

A. Summary of my experience My first experience in the wheelchair was Sunday September the 25th when I made a trip to Wal-Mart in Nacogdoches. I got out of my truck and walked to the back and let the tailgate down. I then retrieved the wheelchair out of the back of the truck and then sit down. There was five people standing four cars up from where I parked. They glared at me and I knew what was going through their minds, as I passed I could hear them talking although I do not know what was said…

body. I felt sorrow, apologetic, embarrassed, ashamed, and angry to name a few. These emotions boiled over and ended with me sobbing in the Idaho Falls Regional Airport bathroom. I thought to myself “What’s wrong with me? You should be happy! Your home. You can get the help that you need.” Eventually I was found sobbing in the bathroom by my father. He tried all he could to console me, but my emotions were too strong to be…

Beatrya POV I woke up not really wanting to get still feeling very tired. I debated if I should get up or not but my eyes closed and soon I fell asleep again. I did that about 2 more times before deciding to get up. I slowly got up and walked into the bathroom. I looked at my reflection and just sighed. I did my business and washed my hands. I brushed my teeth then I brushed my hair. I realized I need to shower and get ready for school. I shivered at the thought of school. You might be thinking…

RIIING! RIIIING! RIIIIINNNNNG! I quickly ran into my room, hearing my phone ring. I found my phone on the nightstand across my bed and looked at the caller ID. It was Crystal, my best friend since sixth grade. “Hello…” I said waiting for her response. “Hi! Can I come over?” She asked with an exciting voice. “Yea you can come over! But, let me get ready first,” I said quickly knowing I needed every minute I can possibly get. “Ok… I will be over in three hours,” Her response was soon followed…

morning when I was allowed to miss school. My mother found me in the bathroom that second night and told me that I was, again, too sick to go to school. She had come to the conclusion and accepted that I was actually ill. The memory of that night has since been collecting dust, neatly tucked away inside the labyrinth of my mother’s head. That is and will always be her truth. My truth begins and ends with my sitting on the bathroom floor. It was January 28th, 2015. On that bleak winter…

too much like he was trying to hide for the glare to be effective, but Neil got the message and sat back down. He didn’t know where to look. Staring at Andrew felt a little creepy and more than a little invasive, but there was nothing else in the bathroom to look at. So he settled for staring down at his palms, twisting his fingers carefully together. He didn’t know what to say or do to maybe make things easier for Andrew. After a moment, he glanced over at Andrew again and found Andrew already…

low bedroom window, quickly wrenching it open to tumble inside unceremoniously. It was a good thing her room was on the ground floor, the low window a good exit, a means to escape without detection. Bothered by her mangled leg, she limped to her bathroom after closing and securing her window latch. Balancing on her bathtub’s rim, she unwrapped the scarf she had tied carelessly around the dusty gash. The red of her blood had seeped into the wine of the cloth, the draining of blood on the…

person’s feet. This one handed device will suction to any flat, smooth surface such as; a bath tub, shower stall, bedside table, or bathroom sink or counter. Therapeutic use/benefits: Keeping your hands clean is crucial to good health. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, norovirus is transferred from hands to mouth after using the bathroom. Washing your hands will get them clean,…