Keep Ya Head Up

You know that game you play in the mirror Bloody Mary ya that's based off me hi my name is Mary Tudor also known as Bloody Mary. I was the first child that survived birth to Henry the 8th and Catherine of Aragon I was born on February 18th 1516 at the palace of Placentia and was already promised to marriage at the age of two I was married to the prince of France but my father at the age of 9 made me get a…

didn’t budge, but then it started to roll. Everyone else started to push even harder than they were before, so I pushed harder. I was using all the strength my scrawny arms had. Then out of nowhere, I fell forward to the ground, face first. Getting back up, I could not see the snow boulder anymore. I brushed the snow off my face and looked down only to see the boulder of snow tumbling and bobbing its way farther down the hill. It reached the middle of the hill, on a slight platform, before it…

see if they could get any more information on the mountain or this new world. Quill remained upon Willow’s shoulder. He was studying his small map. His eyes flickered across the paper as he occasionally whispered things to himself. Puck stuck his head out of the backpack. He must of seen how desolate everything was, because he made a frightened squeak and ducked back into the pouch.…

and Lennie 's. Plan he realizes that he can live the rest of his life with a couple of buds at a ranch that he won 't get “canned” at he is also very enthusiastic about it by his willingness to spend his money on it. And pitch ideas to Lennie “Tell ya what, Lennie. I been figuring out about them rabbits.” (37). Candy never gets to because of Curley 's wife. Crooks even for a brief moment becomes enthralled by his newfound companions Candy and Lennie by the prospect of being with friends living…

To be or not to be poetry or hip-hop. Poetry and hip-hop an ongoing debate on whether or not they are compatible or completely irrelevant. What is poetry? Poetry is the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm. Hip hop a musical style that express feelings and ideas with the use of beats and rhythm. Hip hop and poetry share a mutual characteristic RHYTHM. Rhythm in music as well as poetry give the lyrics style and emotion to inspire the listeners. Although in…

Roger marched into the store with his head held high. It’s his birthday and nobody could break him now. Roger pauses and gives attention to the King Size Cookies n’ Cream Hershey bar on the shelf, his hand extends into his pocket before he realizes he has no money, or not any real money at least. Roger pulls out the fraudulent money, and glances at it, he notices he has three, one dollar bills, and 2 quarters, after staring at it he puts it back into his pocket. At the register, the lady’s name…

caravan with the rest of the traders. He turned his head and saw that the natives were gaining on him. Quickly, John pulled out his gun, a silver barreled Colt Peacemaker that had a chamber full of .44 caliber bullets. He fired once bringing down one of the four braves. The rest scattered, possibly to regroup and return with more friends. John strode over to where the native was downed but to his surprise, he wasn’t there. John then turned around to head back. Then, suddenly, the Indian lashed…

get another mouse that’s fresh and I’ll let you keep it a little while' (9)". In this scene, George both berates and attempts to soothe Lennie to prevent him from endangering himself. Moreover, later that night, Lennie pleads for George to tell him about their dream. George caves and begins with, "Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no family. They don't belong no place. They come to a ranch an' work up a stake and then they go into town and blow…

I'm just here to enjoy you. Isn't that what others do with you?” Shake your head no. Punch him and run off. With nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. God knows Alex won't find you. Left with the consequences in my brain, I have to. I just have to agree, “Y- yes.” “Well, aren't you a good bird now?” He runs his hands through my locks, making me cringe and shake and burn with rage. But I really want to scream, cry, and curl up in a ball, perfectly portraying how I fear for my life. “Excuse me, what are…

nowhere to be found. I put my head down on my arms and slowly begin to cry. Despair falls over me; I know I will never find them again. There are just too many people all around. The magical land suddenly feels although it’s filled with sadness but somehow empty at the same time. Not one person I see is significant, they are just a series of obstacles keeping me from finding my perfect world. And then I feel a hand on my back and my sister’s wonderful voice, “cheer up little lady, you’re too…