Couch

Cast: Phil: Tall, black hair, pale in complexion. Piercing blue eyes and a matching tie over his plain white t-shirt. Has lived in America all of his life and feels like he knows what is best for the country, even though he is only 24. Martha: Phil’s mother in her late 40’s, though she looks 60. Has a history with drug abuse of all kinds, but she has been clean for 11 years now. Dressed in loose, torn up clothing by choice. Stan: Phil’s extremely gifted 7 year old son. Eyes like…

intact house, Al on one of the single chairs, with a book he raided from Roy's study and Ed lying on his stomach on the couch.…

While I wasn’t there my mother told me of her experience. She said that she was laying on the couch talking on the phone to a friend of hers when she looked up and saw something go across the bottom of the screen door. She said she thought to herself, “what is that,” before quickly noticing the long thin tail of a lizard. She immediately jumped up screaming while dropping her phone as she stood onto the couch. She said started to jump up and down before grabbing her phone and calling my oldest…

How does it feel to know that your purpose is rightful, yet be criticized? How should one feel? One is convinced of one’s purpose for doing something for the general good, yet, instead of receiving support from those who are closest to one, one receives rejection, criticism, and judgmental responses that change the spectator’s opinion negatively towards, whatever it is that one is rightfully doing. This is a social problem that has become a trend throughout time. When members of society see that…

"I'm the one that's old. Thirty is still a spring chicken." She nodded her head even though Rainey couldn't see her and made another circuit around the couch, avoiding the garish green footstool that her sister-in-law had given her five years…

the fetal position on the couch with tears streaming down my face. After an hour, I finally reached for my phone and called my mom. Calmly, I told her I was done with everything – chemo, cancer, life, everything. I had decided that death was a better alternative than suffering through life. Even though I wanted to die, I did not have the strength to get off the couch. I was stranded. My grandma showed up a half hour later and found me on the ground next to the couch…

Juvenile Offenders I believe juvenile offenders should be subjected to the same sentencing guidelines as adults who commit the same crime. My reason being is, pertaining to the proper age of knowing right from wrong. A teenager should have fully grasped the concept of what to do and what not to do through discipline or self experience socially. Although we do mature as we get older, doesn 't that doesn 't mean we should have to take the risk of bad deeds done by a minor, to repeat the same…

At two till noon of October 4, Tom Jenson emerged from his bedroom wearing an oversized Chicago Bears t-shirt and a splat of blood on his cheek. “You’re bleeding,” his roommate informed upon his plopping on the couch. “I cut myself,” Tom said with a bit of forethought “Shaving?” the roommate asked. “Yeh, yeh.” “You have to throw away those damn disposable. You keep using and you cut yourself…” “You’re not my mother Ty,” Tom said. “I’d kill myself if I’d given birth to you, “Oh, no…

Although, the author does mention that it is a “well-spread couch” it does not change the fact that it is a couch. As the reader one’s idea of a goddess is to have the finest objects. Placing the great Aphrodite in a couch lowers her power as a goddess. Different from version one where the author describes an actual bed with soft covering as one assumes a goddess deserves. The authors also…

to lay on the couch. “Okay, I guess we will talk tomorrow. Get some sleep.” Bummeo closed her eyes and feel into a deep sleep, listening to the door close behind Jared. Bummeo shapeshifted back into her green skin and pointy chin. Cuddled in her blankets, she wakes up in the morning to screaming and shapeshifts back into her human self. “I’M SORRY MOM! I DIDN’T MEAN TO KNOCK THE CHAIR OVER!” Jared walked down the stairs with a tray of food. He placed it on the table near the couch…