"Last night I sprained my ankle dancing on the head of a pin. Don't you dare laugh! It hurts like hel--well, you know."

What I wouldn't give to hear an electric guitar or even a banjo

When he wrapped his car around a tree, guess who got blamed

Following a win on one machine, she moved to another, and so on, until, well, let's face it, she got lost.

I barely escaped fallout from the elder-bus patrons and casino hopping retirees shaking their fists in the air and yelling for some youthful casino worker to apprehend me.

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The odor would linger for days, but we couldn’t have any pickles for a few days as they had to set and flavor.

There was[were] only a few reasons

It was overwhelming, how the hollow hungry feeling in her stomach spread frenzied into her extremities, butting against the walls of her body, filling her with an shaky, liquid confusion

And he thought it was cute, and told her not to be embarrassed, but everyone was looking. And she hadn’t slept all night. And the pale buds he handed her looked silly next to her red-rose face, but he took her hand and led her into the hallway, and jets of touch ran from her hand through her arms and legs, finally icing her warm red cheeks into a

who's minds, as well as appendages, are geared

"Well, my girlfriend, Jenny, I want to ask her to marry me but I...I don't have enough money for a ring.["]

I can taste, see, smell, feel, and hear everything as if it were that moment.

Besides, he’s a bear for heaven sakes, he is not going to keep the clothes clean

Mom and Dad always went down and talked, talked, talked with people while we had to stand around and be good. Nothing for kids to drink, and no doughnuts for us, oh no, it would ruin our lunch

we were suppose[d] to believe that
made the woods safe [for] everyone
had taken the [peek] off the top of the hill
flying right up the [truck]
We found the [tire] prints

knock herself out, she'[s] still be exactly

Berluti loafers.{, t} The male answer to Minolo Blahnik

what do you mean ‘left an inch and a half from the altar[?’]”

Apparently, abject betrayal tasted a lot like bile.

Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked like she was getting ready to kill me. It was then that I sensed something was wrong

danger was beginning to rear it’s ugly head. Like a shadow in an alley, it was lurking, intimidating

I felt the hair on my forehead, curled, brittle, destroyed. My cheeks smarted; my eyebrows crumbled at the touch of my fingers

Josh, the oldest[,] at twelve, ran in

Oh my God, Kenny! Are you all right? You're bleeding. What the hell happened?

Oh, we're just having fun. Making s'mores."

"I thought I knew Myley so well.

She had always been so happy and energetic

strangest of Jokes

'...their is someone

A weak before she faced that accident

Anyway, today I ordered a Vente Frappachino, Mocha Lite, truly delicious.
“That’ll be four dollars and seventy-five cents Ray,” the girl behind the counter smiled presenting me with my receipt.

“Here you go, exact change,” I said, knowing that I had just embarrassed myself.
“Thank you Ray, have a nice day.” She had a very confused look on her face.

“Some teenagers roughed Dog up real good, they hit him with sticks, kicked him, poured beer on him and kicked him some more, I don’t think he’s gonna make it Charley,” Mack sobbed, “Dog is family . . . what am I gonna do?"

Charley sat down next to Mack, he reached out for Dog’s throat. “No pulse, I’m so sorry Mack,” the words caught in Charley’s throat, “looks like dog has got him a new home, I’m sorry Mack, real sorry.”

Charley was stunned, “Hi Mom, Hi Dad, I thought you had . . . uh . . .”
“What?” His dad asked, “passed on, gone home . . . died?”

Charlie, and two other homeless adults, Emma, Mack and Mack’s dog, simply named Dog shared some space at the back end of the park behind a tall hedge in a ten foot by one hundred-twenty foot space up against a red-brick building.

We then drove from Nashville to Michigan in my small Ford Fairmont. The stony silence made the trip seem like an eternity. My mother stared blankly at the highway; I noticed she looked much older than I remembered. Karen sat in the back seat weeping occasionally, but otherwise she was quiet. John, who was only six years old, colored in his new coloring book, unaware of the grave condition his sister was in. We all hoped she would still be alive when we got there

As children we were [']partners in crime,

occasionally talking each other into doing things we both knew was [were] wrong

he thought down heartily. [heartedly?]

He yanked open his locker, pulled out his math book and tossed his science book into his locker

as he slunk off to class.[slunked]

quote}He vacated the room quickly and silently, with a slight glimmer of hope that he had gone unnoticed leaving the room too slowly

taking to much [wrong 'to' - 'too']

The skirt showed her more of her body than the other cheerleader's skirts had.

"Shut up and calm down for a minute. I want the school to finish evacuating so we are not caught in here. I will explain every thing in a moment," he said calmly. He put his ear back up against the door, but could not hear anything except the wailing of the fire alarms. "Okay now we can talk."