The list of things that need to be done today seem never ending. Laundry, cleaning, walk the dog, college essays, and many more. It's like I don't have enough hours in a day to do everything I need, let alone have time for the things that I want to do. It is always constant working every minute, hour, day, and year. I urgently need a vacation away from work or I will collapse with stress and boredom. Hawaii here I come!
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"All hands on deck!" I yelled as I burst into the operating room. The patient was crashing quickly and we had little time to save her.
"Her kidney has gone to room number 8" My assistant said over the hustle of the room. Great, with that kidney we can at-least save one person in this hospital. Maybe the suits will be happy about that, less paperwork to worry about. The noise in the room started to dim at the indication of death The long steady scream of the monitor confirmed her end. I sighed. "Time of death 4:17 am." I am not a bad person. I just have acquired tastes, in fact, I love some of the same things everyone else likes. I love to watch the stars at night. I am an active member in our society. I love helping out people who need it. The real question is, whether you can accept that fact or not. Just because my clothes and hair are a little different doesn't mean that I am a bad person. Don't judge this book because you haven't seen the real cover.
Waves crash against the cliffside in a show of aggression. The sea, mad and unpredictable, was once again attempting to swallow the land whole. The moonlight made the whole scene a little bit more dark and mysterious than it already was. My lighthouse is safely tucked away high on the clifftop, keeping me away from the angry ocean's wrath. The sky, pale and thundering, relentlessly dumped rain upon my rooftop. It seemed as if mother nature was angry with us. Angry that we destroyed the precious things she creates. The waves ram against the shore once again just as thunder started to boom from above. It was time for me to retire to my bed.
My cat, who loves to swim is named Nala. I've never seen a cat in my life that loves to swim as much as she does. Whenever I take a shower, she always tried to get into the tub with me. Nala, who at this point is sopping wet, meows in delight at the feeling of water on her soft fur. Her
After the fight, I was left with two bloody hands. My hands were not the only thing that were bloodied on that fateful night. It was about to be 11:00 pm when the door slammed. BAM!
She is so beautiful, yet she believes exactly the opposite. The way her hair frames her face brings out her plump cheeks. She is the prettiest thing i've seen in this country, world and galaxy. Her sleepy smile and blue eyes are the only thing I want to wake up to for the rest of my life. Her laugh is so contagious; no matter what mood you're in, when she laughs you can't help but smile. This women before me has no flaws, every feature seems like it's been sculpted by gods. She will be forever my friend, my love, my wife.
I looked over at my brother with an irritated glare. I hated that I always had to be driven by him. I'm 16, I should have my licence by now! To add on to the pile of irritation, my boyfriend of a year decided to cheat on me, how nice of him.
"You look nice today." He said sweetly while looking over my way and giving me a small smile. "That made everything all better, poof, just like magic!." my words dripped with sarcasm. "Aw come on sis, stop being so foul." He said light heartedly. "Never." I snipped back. Sitting on the bathroom floor still naked with tears in your eyes, you feel what I cause. When you were a little girl and you fell and scraped your knee, I came rushing right after the impact of your skin on the cement. Doctors always try to take me away from you, but I always come back. Kneeling in front of your now deceased brother, I follow your slumped frame for years. I will be the one thing that sticks with you no matter what. I am pain, and no matter how hard you try, i'll still be with you until death do us part.
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