Since my mothers death, father started drinking heavily and never really approved anything I was doing. He did not like the way I studied, the way I spent my free time, it seemed like anything I was doing was really bothering him. Once my girlfriend visited me while I was out buying groceries, and after a short talk to my father she said she would never meet with me again. I decided that Ive had enough of this. Quietly, I picked up my solitary bag and left the house forever. I decided to visit my uncle who lived in the city 50 miles away and enroll into school there.
It did not take me long to enroll into the school, and it is in this school that I have found my first true love. “Excuse me. I’m new here can you tell me where Mr. Cole’s class is?” I turned around and there she was! She was tall and gorgeous. She had long brown hair and beautiful big brown eyes. Her smile was unlike anything that I had ever seen. And there was that fragrance, a mix of sandal and rose, that made me feel in Heaven.
She was so beautiful that I can’t describe her, it would do her injustice. My whole body went totally numb. I was so afraid to say anything because I would just drool all over her. Was I sweating? It took everything within me to say anything. “I I I think you’re hot! I I I mean. I think you’re not in the right hall.
Actually, I know you’re not in the right hall. I have a class right next to his next. So why don’t I take you there? Huh, my name is Billy, Billy Wilkins. What’s yours?” “My names Cindy McNat. My family just moved here from Japan.” Cool, a foreign girl. I started walking her to class. I turn around to look at Chris and he was still speechless.
The Essay on Merced High School Class Dixon
... the attendance office, and one big part of the school's class rooms, by doing that there basically are going ... be glad we show up to class anyways we do make the school money buy showing up so shouldn't ... Merced High School well, I got kicked out. I was walking with my disc man to my class and ... the staff members. The government thought that the schools laws were overboard and it was ridicules about ...
He was right though; she was the prettiest thing that I’ve ever seen. We finally arrived at Mr. Cole’s class. Absolutely every guy in our school was just looking at her and myself. The guy’s were doing those little hand motions signaling how hot she was. I loved every minute of it! I don’t think that Cindy liked it though.
So I got her in class as quick as I could. “Why was everyone staring at me?” she asked. I said, “Well, youre the new girl in town. Everyone is just trying to get used to you I guess. Besides, no one here in town is as pretty as you.” Did I just say that? What was I thinking? I looked at her and she was taken back a little bit. I guess by that comment. Then she just looked at me and smiled. “Thank you.
That was sweet.” Yes, it worked! I knew that it would work. Even her attitude is attractive. I’ve got to ask her out. “What are you doing this Saturday?” “I don’t know. Why?” “Well I thought that, maybe you would like a tour of the town by someone who knows it pretty well.” “Yeah that would be great!” “Pick you up at eight on Saturday?” “Sure that would be great!” “Great! Well I’ve got to get to class. Huh see you tomorrow?” “Yeah!” “Bye.” “Good bye.” The next morning I thought that all that I went through was a dream. I got out of bed and did my normal routine. You know like taking a shower, brushing your teeth, doing your business, etc.
The only difference today though was that I put on an extra amount of cologne on just in case I wasn’t dreaming all of yesterday. I had a little bit of time left so I decided to go out side and play with my dog. Actually, it was more like a wolf than a dog. Her name was Sheba. One of the prettiest dogs you’d ever see. She was a real chick magnet.
She never failed me. She was a cool dog she was just a little rough. We went on our date and it was great! She had a great time and that was all that was important to me. Our senior year went by fast. Everyday I would walk Cindy to class. Everyday we ate lunch together.
The Essay on Poetry Sonnet Cxlvii And anyone Lived In A Pretty How Town
Poetry is a fascinating entity. It is impossible for one to accurately define poetry; its forms and styles are multitudinous in nature, and its essence is often as original and individualistic as the manner in which it is written. Two prime examples of poetry, its eccentricity, and its aesthetic value are Sonnet CXLVII by William Shakespeare, and anyone lived in a pretty how town by e.e. cummings. ...
But I never had the guts to tell her how I felt about her. I never knew if she liked me or not until two months after graduation. Charity called me up to tell me that her and Chris were getting married. She also wanted to tell me that Cindy had finally gotten over me. Evidently she liked me from the beginning. She was always waiting for me to ask her out or tell her how I felt but I never did. Though she is not around I feel her lingering fragrance..
