We Gotta Get out of This Place

At 4:15 detention gets out, but the problem is I wasn’t in detention. Swiftly, I dash down the hallways evading shelves and bookcases, and then again I made the mistake of looking back at the slim menacing figures of Principal Barrage’s deputies chasing after me. “Biffy!” I called out, trying to locate the presence of my friend. I diligently slide myself into a nearby air vent, making sure the deputies didn't see me and sure enough they ran right past the vent without hesitating. The murky vent…

I can’t remember when did I start to taste them...They are just so great that I got no pains after I eat them...the sweetness dissolves everything…and then i'll be set free... (MAGGIE eats the pills and she falls to the ground.The white light fades out.) COSTUME: MAGGIE: A white doctor suit with a patient suit as inner layer. LEON: A white doctor…

She looks at him with much interest, “And what does this have to do with our little 'game'? ” “We both choose one of the two boys and place a bet that our chosen boy will be the most successful samurai, if mine wins the lands will be overrun with demons and the era of chaos will…

she’d first arrive at her table. “Why?” “Why what?” Lila sighed, folding her arms to protect herself from the evening winds. “Why are you doing this?” When Lila opened her mouth to answer, Julie shook her head sharply. “I’m not asking for you to give me the practiced answer, I’m asking you to give me the real one. Why’re you acting like this?” “Acting like what?” Lila asked, raising her eyebrows. “I’m not acting like anything.” “Really?” Julie asked, giving Lila a look. “So…

and abuse that the blacks get from the whites. “Hear my cry” is a call to God to hear the Logans cries and pains. In chapter three the family faced a very painful struggle from the whites’ bus driver. Thunder, as stated in the title, and rain turned their drive ways into muddy and slicky ground. That was not the big issues, the biggest issue was that the whites’ bus kept splashing them with mud as it drove by them while going to school. They get very angry when they get all muddy and…

but no one responded. He starts playing music and after that song the other men start suggesting songs to play. After giving suggestions, they get into a debate on great artists specifically great rappers who display a set of skills in both good lyrics, beats and most importantly are ‘real’ to themselves and their fans. The debate gets heated and at this point to show their devotion to their artist, they put their laptops and books aside. Those who were on the corners come closer and some end…

protect yourself with. For ten packs of cigarettes, you know the tops brand that comes in the yellow pack? Well, for ten of those, which is considered $50, we could get moved in the same cell or at least the same dorm. That would be straight, ‘cause I don't trust too many people, bruh.” “Yeah. I read it...and I will shoot you the Tops, as soon as we get back in. Just send the trustee to me.” The two continued to walk back and forth discussing business at hand until it was time to go inside.…

as if he had been slapped. “You smell like cheap beer,” he states, and Levi scoffs. “What’s a good boy like you know about cheap beer?” he says. It’s been a few weeks into their new level of friendship, and they’re still trying to figure each other out. They sometimes lapse into their old ways of silent, three second looks across the hall. But other times they start conversations, little bits and piece of information shared between them, during lunch or their shared classes. But, however,…

forums and post racial comments to get “upvotes” while others support the comments resulting in the reinforcements of poor behavior, which is an example of the Reward System theory. Overall, audience members not taking the satirical cartoons…

do I begin?-let me just say I am so lost without you Where do I begin?-let me just ask can this really be our end? What I Don’t Understand What I don’t understand is how this could be If I love you and you love me I thought we were supposed to be happy Not me constantly being in agony You say I did things to violate you But what about all of the things you’ve done and do And I still have all this love for you It’s like nothing that you do is ever wrong I’m so tired of sitting up…