"Throughout this whole experience, Lucky has stayed by Lara's side. After every operation, Lucky brings a cathartic feeling to her," smiled Dr. Morgan, softly petting the dog's head.
"Since Jenna has a chronic disease," explained the doctor, "she gets visited by our clinic dog. It helps the patience's because it brings catharsis to them."
Once, on a school field trip, three boys ventured away from their group and found themselves staring into a great chasm. The ground was covered in loose red dirt that stuck to their basketball shoes and their clothes when the wind picked up. Small pieces of dry tumbleweed littered the ground and the chasm’s edge was surrounded by a poor, worn citadel, not even a foot above the ground. “Let’s jump in,” joked Joseph, “It’ll be fun!” “No way!” chided Coletton, the tallest one, sternly, “Do you know how deep it is down there? Plus, it looks like the last time someone was here, it was circa 1000 BC!” “But there are steps,” complained Justin, the shortest one. “Yeah,” continued Joseph, excitedly, “It’s not like being fun is a chronic disease, or something. We’ll be famous for discovering something like this! Stop being so uptight!” “Yeah, stop being so uptight,” Justin agreed. Coletton glared. “I’m not uptight,” he protested stubbornly, “I’ll go.” Justin and Joseph began to cheer. Joseph immediately began to give orders like an army general to certify their leave. “Coletton, stop slacking!” “Justin, I need a catharsis! Bring me water!” “Be my chattel, Coletton, and carry my things!” After hours of laborious work, the sun began to set upon them and both Coletton and Justin were doused in sweat; Joseph was still clean. They had destroyed most of the citadel to nothing in their time, leaving only a piece of rock in its place. “That was more difficult than trying to decide to a bill!” gasped Coletton, “believe me, I would know; I’ve been to several caucuses!” Justin nodded in agreement, doubled over, and glared at Joseph, who was (busily) inspecting his nails. “Why weren’t you working?” he growled. Joseph gave him a look of horror. “Why?” he repeated, “Do you have cerebral damage or something? I’m the oldest so I get to boss you around.” He went back to his spotless nails, shiny and clean compared to Justin and Coletton’s dirty, black ones. “This is the last straw!” shouted Coletton. He ran to Joseph and shoved him. Joseph being too close to the edge, screeched and plunged into the darkness of the chasm. “Oops,” whispered Coletton.
My Grandma whispered to me, "Don't get arrested because you may go to Alcatraz, like your Grandfather, " She hesitated for a moment then continued, "He tried to escape but Alcatraz was too strong of a citadel."
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"The next caucus for the new bill will be next week Thursday," boomed the President.
"Throughout this whole experience, Lucky has stayed by Lara's side. After every operation, Lucky brings a cathartic feeling to her," smiled Dr. Morgan, softly petting the dog's head.
"My favorite sport is basketball," certified the boy I met at school.
"My Dad's will has now certified that his money is my chattel," announced Bob.
"Since Jenna has a chronic disease," explained the doctor, "she gets visited by our clinic dog. It helps the patience's because it brings catharsis to them."
Once, on a school field trip, three boys ventured away from their group and found themselves staring into a great chasm. The ground was covered in loose red dirt that stuck to their basketball shoes and their clothes when the wind picked up. Small pieces of dry tumbleweed littered the ground and the chasm’s edge was surrounded by a poor, worn citadel, not even a foot above the ground.
“Let’s jump in,” joked Joseph, “It’ll be fun!”
“No way!” chided Coletton, the tallest one, sternly, “Do you know how deep it is down there? Plus, it looks like the last time someone was here, it was circa 1000 BC!”
“But there are steps,” complained Justin, the shortest one.
“Yeah,” continued Joseph, excitedly, “It’s not like being fun is a chronic disease, or something. We’ll be famous for discovering something like this! Stop being so uptight!”
“Yeah, stop being so uptight,” Justin agreed.
Coletton glared. “I’m not uptight,” he protested stubbornly, “I’ll go.”
Justin and Joseph began to cheer. Joseph immediately began to give orders like an army general to certify their leave.
“Coletton, stop slacking!”
“Justin, I need a catharsis! Bring me water!”
“Be my chattel, Coletton, and carry my things!”
After hours of laborious work, the sun began to set upon them and both Coletton and Justin were doused in sweat; Joseph was still clean. They had destroyed most of the citadel to nothing in their time, leaving only a piece of rock in its place.
“That was more difficult than trying to decide to a bill!” gasped Coletton, “believe me, I would know; I’ve been to several caucuses!”
Justin nodded in agreement, doubled over, and glared at Joseph, who was (busily) inspecting his nails. “Why weren’t you working?” he growled.
Joseph gave him a look of horror. “Why?” he repeated, “Do you have cerebral damage or something? I’m the oldest so I get to boss you around.” He went back to his spotless nails, shiny and clean compared to Justin and Coletton’s dirty, black ones.
“This is the last straw!” shouted Coletton. He ran to Joseph and shoved him. Joseph being too close to the edge, screeched and plunged into the darkness of the chasm.
“Oops,” whispered Coletton.
My Grandma whispered to me, "Don't get arrested because you may go to Alcatraz, like your Grandfather, " She hesitated for a moment then continued, "He tried to escape but Alcatraz was too strong of a citadel."
"That causus inspired me to help others," smiled Bob.
My dad is so cerebral sometimes that can't understand him.
"Wow What a large chasm",the professor exclaimed as he was looking down at the large hole.
"Omg look at that beautiful citadel,"replied Tiana.
"Get off your phone right now and do your homework!" chided my mother.
"we recently found this new fossil circa 10,000 BC." Announced Mr. Kyle.
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