You were playing a song por one of your favorito música acts, and your boyfriend, Taylor, happened to be in the same room as you. He listened to you sing and strum your violão, guitarra as he relaxed in a recliner after a long dia of filming. You didn't notice him until after you got done, though. As you put your violão, guitarra up, you heard something strange. You looked and looked around. Then, you saw Taylor, passed out and snoring. He had fallen asleep to the sound of your voice.
You never thought you had a good voice. You never thought you had a bad voice either. You thought you sounded OK....
Taylor and I walked in the house from jantar and I just sighed sitting on the couch; he sat seguinte to me pulling me on his lap which was the first intimate moment in weeks. I played with the thread of my shirt; Taylor cupped my chin so I am looking in his eyes.
Why didn't you tell me he asked?
You hate me so I just didn't I said.
Wait I don't hate you Taylor said.
Yes you do no kissing, touching or no nothing I just felt unloved I said shrugging my shoulders.
I walked in the house I share with Taylor from work he is nowhere around; I threw my bag on the sofá then ran down the hall to empty my stomach. I am six weeks pregnant but Taylor doesn't know; the pass few weeks we have been distant, stop eating together, argue mais and sleep far apart. The last time we made amor was four weeks ago; I just went upstairs to chuveiro enjoying the warm water sliding down on my fatigue body. I finished my chuveiro wrapping a towel around my body while drying my hair with the other; I sit on the cama putting on baby oil before walking over pulling on maçã, apple bottom...
chapter.1. Bella For the first time in agess i saw Jacob i closed my eyes not thinking of him I amor Edward not Jacob he walked to me and said"Hey Bella!" i replied with giult in my eyes "Hello Jacob how are you?" when i opened my eyes he was over at the mural making out with Bella Hanzly the new kid i ran as fast as i could to my truck i tripped over alot but i made it and sitting in the cab was Edward his bronz hair shining i climbed in and siad to him "I'm going início are you coming?" he just said "sure" not whats wrong or why just sure i...
After ten minutes, Kohl eventually ound us and took a assento in our section. And after nearly half an hour, the rest of the administration showed up. The teachers all went to their positions at the ends of every couple of rows, atuação like chaperones while the principals took to the stage.
There are four different main principals at Galaxy. Three were for each branch of the school; the elementary, middle and high school parts. Then there was the overseeing one who was called "the dean". Dean Taylor was the one who took to the podium, the...
"Teenage recording artist and former disney Channel star, Demi Lovato has been identified and confirmed as the young woman who died in Saturday evening's downtown Los Angeles fire. The fogo is suspected to be arson and considered to be related to a conflict Saturday afternoon at the place in question, a restaurant called Italiana..."
Quietly, I raised the remote and shut off the TV before turning to my brothers.
I tried not to think about how the media was wrong about the person who died.
Back when our parents were still alive, our father required us to have family dinners together once every two weeks. Since we were so busy with all of us kids in Little League Baseball plus school, extracurricular, Mamma and Daddy's jobs, we hardly ate at the same time. So once every bi-weekly we made a family meal together and ate it together. It was actually kind of fun. Sometimes we learned new things, like how to make our own homemade tortillas, chicken fried arroz or jumbalya.
I was pacing in the warm sand of Wylow beach, my stomach lurched over and over as I paced. The green palm fronds of a palm árvore were shading me as I paced, the sand oozing in the cracks of my wedges. He's coming. I thought as I gently yanked off the silky petal of the blue tulipa I was holding.
He's coming not.
He's coming not.
Lurching once more, I glanced down at the last petal on the flower. He's coming...not. Sadly, I pulled off the last...