Virtual data room

Blue Trailer Tromping up the wooden steps of our trailer, light blue paint chips off under my shoes. I swing open the front door and see the living room. Memories of family members sleeping over and birthday parties fill my mind. Carpet a light brown color, wallpaper that was at first white, but faded with age. The large TV takes up most of the room, along with the couch and leather chair. I turn left and see the dining table. At the end is a large, brown cabinet made for storing plates and…

The setting is house that from the audience's perspective has three separate rooms. The room on the far stage left is a kitchen. The room in the middle is blank but has pictures that you would expect to be in family room. The room on the far right has is an entrance hallway. Each room is accessed by walking around the front walls as if there is a hallway. Joe stands in the room on the far left. Joe is physically very strong but he has not left the house in days. He trying to wash dishes but he…

with his eyes closed while resting his head on the shower wall. I asked Butera if he was the only inmate in the shower area and he replied yes sir. Butera exited the last shower stall on the left wrapped in his towel and proceeded to his assigned room. As I entered the shower area, I observed…

There was a fine layer of dust over the furniture in the room. There were even footprints where i came in. I hoped I wasn’t too late. I ran my hands along the chest of drawers. Nope, nothing there. I walked over to the bed. A spider scuttled out of the doona. I shivered. No one has been here in days. I went into the kitchen. Almost at once I stopped. There were footprints in the dust. My heart started beating fast. I stepped into the room. It all happened so fast. A pair of hands grabbed my…

deep inside the closest and placed clothes over it.. He darkened the room and went under his bed and put a blanket over him. He waited for a long time and the robber decided to come upstairs. “Gosh I can’t find anything around here.” he whined, “I only found a laptop, tablet and a macbook.” Alex thought to himself, “isn’t that enough, will you please go away so I could get back on the grind.” Now the robber came into Alex’s room. “I’ll check this place next.” “Noooooo” Alex thought, “Please…

chambers or to have two women escorting her to the bathing room. She could not help but feel strange since she’d never had such a thing as a handmaiden before or two handmaidens for that matter but was still pleased nonetheless and could not help but smile when her eyes took in the sight of a large bejeweled bath, five times the size of any she had seen before. To her it seemed large enough to drown in. “Are you sure this is the correct room?” She asked with a hint of confusion, looking at the…

and rushed in. Everyone followed James. They found a comfortable place for Elizabeth. Adam looked excited as he said, “guys, there’s millions of gallons of water in the storage over there! Also there’s nothing, but canned food in the other storage room. This should last us a long time! There are even are blankets!” James smiled brightly at Elizabeth.…

It was dark and rainy on Thursday, March 3rd 2016 at 4:45-5:45PM, yet inside Suttles it was sunny. Each room is specifically arranged via evidence based research, targeting precise stages of human growth and development, specifically for children birth to five. The Infant room (I.R.) has a no shoes policy, and is constructed for open exploration of the surrounding environment. The room had 5 caregivers to 6 students, and was divided into 3 sections. The feeding area contained 3 highchairs, a…

Hello Mr.Sass, this is Estela. I’m emailing you because I need to explain to you why I was late to class. It was another normal day, and as I was getting ready I noticed that some of my things were disappearing out of nowhere. As I walked into the bathroom to go brush my teeth, my toothpaste was gone, I went to go change out of my pajamas and my clothes I had picked out the night before were gone. I was really confused of why everything was going wrong. In a blink of an eye, I was in an other…

It was the end of third grade and all of my friends and I were talking about who we wanted as a teacher the next year. Everyone wanted Mrs. Graham or Mrs. Friend because they were considered the “nicer” teachers. I didn’t really care who I had as long as they didn’t yell very much because it always scared me when they did that. I was the kid who always got upset when I saw that the teachers were yelling or mad at someone. My mom had told me that she didn’t request any certain teacher for me to…