Compose a short story (1-2 paragraphs) using 14 of your vocabulary words. You may use first person or third person, whichever suits your story and purpose.
You must choose one story line:
1. Explain what T. Ray has been doing since Lily left
2. Explain Zach’s background, childhood, or life goals.
3. Describe a childhood experience that May, June, August, and April shared.
presumptuous, imbecile, carouse, jagged, smirk, brazen, beseeching, pious, blaspheme, iridescent, consternation, corrugated, flounce, meander, naïve, bona fide, bristle, revelation, righteous, eclectic, hoax, outlandish, deliverance, solace, consolation, incessantly, fidget, scraggly, magnitude, cunning
"Marshmallows!"
ReplyDelete"Grahm crackers!"
"They'll like marshmallows more! C'mon, May, marshmallows are the best and you know it!"
"No!"
Two little girls, both eight years old, both as stubborn as mules when they wanted to be, glared at each other with identical choclatey eyes. They had never, ever argued for this long before-- a whole ten minutes. And what was it about? Saving roaches. They had come home from school that fall day incessantly babbling about saving bugs from being squashed. No one, not June, not August, not even thier parents, had been able to comprehend exactly why they wanted to save roaches, but, through April and May's chatter, had pieced together something about "that evil Bobby Applebottom, squashing all those ants in the ant farm and stomping on all the bugs at recess..". And so May and her twin April wanted to save the bugs. Both agreed to lure them out of the house with food, but, alas, April wanted to use marshmallows and May wanted Grahm crackers.
Thier shouts rising to ear-spliting screeches, August, the oldest and nose buried in a book, looked up, irritated, and snapped from her seat from across the room,"Stop that outlandish bickering and use marshmallows AND Grahm crackers!"
May and April instantly stopped arguing, staring at thier elder sister as revelation dawned on thier faces. They regarded August with a kind of pious reverance, as though she had just whispered the meaning of life itself. Simultaneously, they hugged one another and sprinted into the kitchen, grabbing fistfuls of marshmallows and Grahm crackers, sprinkling them onto the floor, looking both brazen and consoled. August sighed, finding solace at last, adjusting her glasses and settling comfortably in her chair;she was buried in her book once more. She absent-mindenly noted her father's shoes making jagged squeaks against the floor as he filed paperwork in his home office and her mother flouncing through the front door, announcing her arrival. Then suddenly-
SCREEEECCCHH!!
"JUNE!" Yelled August, glaring angrily at the ceiling as her sister practiced the cello upstairs in her room. "Can you keep it down? My ears can't take much more of it!"
Abruptly, June's playng stopped, and her answer carried down to August.
"I wouldn't be talking if I were you, August! I'm going to make a living off of my playing, just you wait!"
August sighed, exasperated. Her sister was perpetually fixed on the idea that she was going to become a famous musician. Her and that cello, she thought angrily, and tried to go back to her book. It was called The Secret Life Of Ants, and she liked it a lot.
June sauntered downstairs in a huff, and smirked at August, presumptous and prideful as always. "What are you reading, Bookworm? Or should I say Bookanaconda?"
August muttered something about stupid cellos and imbeciles.
June deflated, seeing as her sister would not retaliate anytime soon. Instead, she meandered around the room, occasionally hovering over August's shoulder and staring outside at the raindrops lazily waltzing down from the clouds. Finally she huffed, "I'm bored. Hey!" she called into the kitchen. "May, April, come here! We're going to play a game!"
The twins stopped thier Grahm cracker and marshmallow scattering and raced into the room, chanting "A game! A game A game!" over and over again, grins wide and wild.
"Yeah, we're going to play Get The Book From August. Ready?"
"Ready!" They chorused, gazing avidly at August and her book with the looks of a dog spotting an unexpected bone.
August paled as her sisters advanced towards her with slow, predatory steps. She said,
"Come on, girls, let's be reasonable-"
"CHAAAARRRGGEE!!"
Needless to say, August never finished her book.
There were three outlandish sisters named May, June, August, and April. They are all grown up now but lest go a little bit back in the past when there Grandma, who they admired with her stories and thought she was righteous. They sat down and listened to their grandma’s stories (Big Mama). While their grandma was telling this story about a naïve girl who loved bees and that’s all she could think about. While the story was going on June started to fidget and August was wondering why she was doing this, so she asked.
ReplyDelete“Pssst… June why are u fidgeting?” she said with as little smirk.
“I love honey, I want some now!” June said in a bristle tone.
“After this story that Big Mama is telling us you’ll get some don’t worry.”
While Big Mama went on with her story August noticed that June was staring at a straggly jagged box in the corner behind her. She thought to herself… “Wow, she must really want that honey not paying any attention to Big Mama’s stories. There Grandma’s story was finally over, and June rushed out of the pick house and ran to the bee house. She wanted that honey so bad that every time she got closer and closer to it the magnitude of it was father and father. She finally got the honey; incessantly ate it, she was satisfied. The day was close to an end, it was a bona fide day for the sisters. All three girls flounced on their beds. The girls were very beseeching to their grandma for another story, but Big Mama was very tired and took the corrugated box from the corner of all her empty jars and kissed the girls goodnight. After the kiss from Big Mama there girls felt very solace and fell right to sleep.
T-Ray incessantly paced back and forth with flounce in every step. A smirk grew on hid face; he thought that, that naive imbecile Lily left me thinking that she would give me pain. “I never felt better he said” still smirking. Her leaving me gave me solace, and consolation. So what if the house is jagged and scraggly, I can live with it. He has just had a great revelation, as if he where one of those pious priests down at the church finally figuring out one of gods codes. He realized that he doesn’t need Lily in his life. He began to fidget with his wrist watch thinking about what he had said.
ReplyDeleteWithout Lily, T. Ray thought he would have it all. But that’s not quite it… His life without Lily is like a bee with no honey- lonely, and useless. While he is not caring for the peaches and hanging out with his best friend, Snout the dog, he spends his days carousing like the imbecile he is. You’d think with so much time on his hands, he would go to church or do some other righteous thing. You would think he would act pious, and pray to the Lord that his daughter will come back, and pray to his wife for forgiveness. But no, he has no anguish. He continues his bristle way of life, finding solace and consolation from none other than his dog. (Little does he know that Snout only pretends to listen in an effort to beseech for biscuits and dog treats!) T. Ray is one naïve man though. He claims to have looked incessantly for Lily, and wonders why she left him- flouncing from idea to idea. “Hmm, maybe she wanted to quit school? Nahh,” he thought. “or possibly she got in a fight with that scraggly boy I almost caught her with that night…” He never had the huge revelation that ohmygosh, maybe it was HIS fault; that HE was the wrong-do-er. He would never blame something on himself, even though he knew that his brazen daughter was just plain tired of him. When people in town asked about Lily’s whereabouts, he presumptuously stated, “She is visiting family, got a problem with that?!” Lily’s abandonment was completely bona fide. She had every reason to leave, but he refused to recognize that maybe for once he was at fault. After Lily’s disappearance, T. Ray became skittish, hovering over daily farm-hands. His beard became jagged, and his face corrugated with wrinkle. He blasphemed anyone who came across his path, and meandered aimlessly all day long in an effort to hoax someone into loving him the way that Deborah had. He began a search for a new wife, a new life, maybe even a new daughter. He just wanted love in his lonely world- love that he didn’t deserve, because after all he had never given it to Lily. T. Ray wished that he could receive deliverance from Deborah. He wanted her to swoop out of the sky and tell him, “I’m back, it’s okay, I’m here and I forgive you for everything you have ever done.” His longing for Lily to come back caused him consternation. He didn’t miss or appreciate her until she was gone. “That is it,” T. Ray finally said one day “I’m going to find Lily, and I’m not coming back until I do.”
ReplyDeleteAugust was my month and this time of the year was the best. I chose to lie in the sun enjoying the warmth of its iridescent rays and underneath the corrugated grass. Memories flashed through my mind as I couldn’t help but to fidget. I laughed so hard that my stomach started to hurt just by thinking about Big Mama’s outlandish dress completed with too many flounces. The smirk on June’s face and the softer kind of smile of my face as I thought, We’re finally here—at Big Mama’s—at my home away from home. This revelation made me pause for moment and think of the many memories that April, May, June and I shared. A home away from home described everything about these twenty-eight acres. The ones full of meandering streams to the solace you could fin there. Just being here gave me the consolation I needed.
ReplyDelete“The streets of heaven are gold and sunny, but I’ll stick to my plot and a pot of honey…” April and May interrupted singing and shrieking at the same time. The twins were laughing so hard that they were out of breath and could barely breathe. August joined in and laughed like an imbecile. The laughter continued incessantly for several minutes. April and May were exactly the same in every way. The same warm brown eyes to their happy personalities made so many people call May April and April was called May. Not they ever cared. Those two were inseparable, when one scrapped the other cried. May and April were exactly the same and a fight between them never lasted five seconds.
“Girls, dinner time,” Big Mama shouted as June stopped playing her cello, April and May controlled their giggling, and I finally sat up.
“What are we having?” I asked trying to fix the scraggly mess that my hair had become.
“Well, August, we’re having banana pudding and banana bread. May and April asked so beseechingly,” Big Mama replied. May and April were bona fide banana chefs—they’d cook anything with bananas and nothing else.
“Can we all go get some ice cream?” April asked sweetly. It was the best summer and the worst one, my best moment and the one I dreaded the most. The best for the wonderful memories, I gained and the worst for what was going to come. Sadly regrets don’t help anything and never will.
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ReplyDeleteI think I'm becoming outlandish, unable to eat anything but TV dinners and peaches because of my lack of ability to cook. I'm and imbecile, who isn't able to cook for themselves. I was so naive to think I could survive without Rosaleen And Lily I can't stop fidgeting and thinking of what to do with myself. I'm thinking about becoming a pious man and pray that Lily would come home. Ha as if a blasphemer such as me could become pious.
My peach ranch has been bona fidely going down hill with no one but me to care for it. Every time I even try to pick up a peach it falls apart because of my jagged, scraggly finger nails.
That kid always being so brazen. Trying to become the leader of the house. Ah, what am I saying all I have now are the beautifully flounce covered, iridescent curtains in the living room. But, I'm sure with my cunning good looks and righteous place I'll find a girl in no time. Right? RIGHT???
T-Ray is an imbecile around women. He hits them and abuses by making them do unfair work. He was very presumptuous and disrespectful towards her. He is sometimes caroused and that makes him do these bad things. He would make Lily kneel on grits which make her knees jagged and bloody. Sometimes I feel he smirks while he is like this to Lily. T-Ray is brazen towards Lily especially when he is making her work so hard. T-Ray would beseech things to Lily which isn’t nice to do at all. T-Ray does a lot of blaspheming at Lily to do things like work harder. T-Ray is the opposite of iridescent because of his harshness.
ReplyDeleteLily played a hoax on T-Ray and he was furious. Lily grew very flounce of T-Ray’s abuse. Lily was meandering before she was able to find the honey house. How naïve could T-Ray have been when he made Lily kneel on grits for ridicules reasons like thinking she was hanging out with a boy? He was mean, disrespectful, and the magnitude of it was huge as was the result. He should not have been a father and that is exactly why he lost Lily.
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M-melancholy
ReplyDeleteA-a different person from when april was alive
Y-young personality
J-judgmental
U-unsure weather to trust neil
N-negative towards Neil's hand in marriage
E-equally treated by Lily
T-Ray woke up one morning about a week after Lily was gone. It was a long night of carousing before he got up. T-Ray walked into the hot, smelly, dirty bathroom, and saw that his hair was scraggly. After, pondering for a minute, he realized that he needed Lily back. She was the one who kept everything in order at the house and farm. The peaches never went bad, and the house was always clean. As he thought, T-Ray soon had a revelation that Lily really did look a lot like Debbie. He missed his wife, as well as Lily, but most of all, he missed the way both of them loved each other. Something in his mind magnified. Maybe it was the love that T-Ray never showed toward Lily, or the sympathy. T-Ray tried not to think of imbecile remarks toward Lily, but they came to his mind anyway. After he got out of the bathroom, he had a smirking smile that completed his unshaved face. Even though his smile looked like a smirk, it was a bit naïve. He knew that he had to find Lily, and fast before things got out of hand.
ReplyDeleteAfter T-Ray got dressed, he fidgeted through the house to find the keys to his old truck. He flounced through the house wondering where she could be. T-Ray decided to drive through the town first. He stared to feel corrugated about this whole thing with Lily running away. He was a righteous person to go and search for Lily, but he knew she was too smart for him and she wouldn’t be found. As he meandered through town, he knew that there was no hope. He started to think again of all the pious words that Lily said toward him. T-ray decided to start his way home. He thought solace about Lily, and decided that he would try harder to find her tomorrow.
April ,May June, August were all going to school on a hot humid day. April had really scraggly hair and a huge smirk across her face. May was really attached to her sister April. Whenever April was sad May was always there to console her. June was naïve. She had always been mature and childish at the same time. August was such a righteous person. She is the pious sister out of all of them. She enjoyed the stories of the Black Mary that her big mama told her.
ReplyDeleteWhile the calendar sisters were walking to school, August heard a blaspheme person talking about the Black Mary in a really bad way. August had started to cry and she needed some solace. June told her that he is a very presumptuous person. He is carouse and an imbecile. So the calendar sister walked very brazenly to school.
When the sisters walked in school they thought everything was a hoax. There were colored people sitting with white people. They were in the same room laughing, talking, and playing together. August told her sisters that this was a very bona fide moment.
Zachary Lincoln Taylor is a young black boy. He wants to become a lawyer, but he thinks it won’t work because he has never seen a black lawyer before. Lily encourages him to do well in school, and to stop being naïve that he won’t become a lawyer. She was consoling Zach while he felt bad about not becoming a lawyer. Lily gives him hope while she tells him about becoming a writer in the future. Her mind meanders as she tells him this. Lily wants him to make an effort in his life to step up to the plate and say, “This is what I want, if you don’t like it, tough. I’m going to go to law school, and become a lawyer.”
ReplyDeleteWhen the calendar sisters were born they were the happiest babies ever. April and May were naïve they were focused on one another. Then there was June who would smirk at you if she did something wrong. And August was no imbecile! She was the leader of them. She was an eclectic Boatwright if you knew her. And if one was sad the others would just right along with her and try solace her. And the funniest thing was to watch them at church! They were always fidgeting around and would incessantly scream.
ReplyDeleteBut then when April killed herself, the girls become jagged around there edges. Her death was consternation to everyone. Then June was bristle, and she still is to this day. May became outlandish and would cry all the time. And August’s magnitude grew even more to protect her sisters from more sorrow. All the neighbors would try to consulate them and spent presumptuous amount of time with them. They sisters went through many obstacles and many more to come.
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5it brought a smirk to t. rays face when he realized that lily had ran away. he didnt care that she had left, and he didnt know where she went. hell, for all he knew, she could be in some little corrugated ditch with rosaleen right now. t. ray scratched his scraggly beard, that was now growing more by the day. it gave him a cunning and fierce heroic look. but, he is the complete opposite. t. ray is a naive, evil person. doesnt even care for his daughter. one day, while selling peaches, a pious customer came carousing through and asked him where he thought his daughter may have ran off to, because he knows people down south. Well, just by the deliverance of t. rays comeback, the man gave t. ray an even worse image in the town. t. ray blasted the man off and told him not to come back. not a very righteous move.
ReplyDeleteT. ray was very angry, up to a very high magnitude. pretty soon he would blow out again, like he did on one of his customers. he hasnt had any business since then. he incessantly paced around the house.that imbecile girl, he thought. she'd have to be retarded to come back to the house. if she did, t. ray would think of a horrible punishment for her. but until then, hed have to start selling some peaches.
After Lily called T-Ray he was baffled by her asking him if he knew what her favorite color was. He was an imbecile and didn’t think that she would call him just to ask what her favorite color is. The magnitude of the call didn‘t sink into T-Ray‘s mind. He showed that he has absolutely no regard for Lily’s safety because after she called him he didn’t track down the phone number she called from or go looking for her, he just kept working on his peach farm. He was relieved that he had two less mouths to feed because Lily and Rosaleen left. T-Ray didn’t even care that he was losing the money that Rosaleen and Lily made for him with their peach stands. Plus he didn’t have to waste perfectly good grits for Lily to kneel on. Every morning when he would take out the grits for breakfast he would smirk and the way he bona fide tortured Lily by making her kneel on the grits. The jagged crystals of the uncooked grits made him reminisce about the “good“ times. He was still as presumptuous as he was before Lily left. His face seemed less corrugated because he had less to worry about. He didn’t have to worry about Lily acting up or getting pregnant, Rosaleen getting arrested again, or Lily waking him up in the middle of the night with outlandish accusations of bees in the walls. He still went to church despite his blasphemous ways. No one saw past his somewhat pious appearance in church and didn’t even think that he could be as bad of a father as he was. The naive people didn’t even ask him why Lily didn’t come to church with him anymore. Lily could be carousing all over the streets of New York City for all he cared. She could have gone to the top of the empire state building and started incessantly flouncing until she fell off. It wouldn‘t have mattered one bit to him. Despite the fact that he is a very abrupt person, he was also cunning enough to pull off Lily’s running away as nothing. One day he actually went into the attic and had an awe inspiring revelation. He saw that the bag full of mementos of Lily’s mother was empty. But he still didn’t care enough to do anything. he just walked away and left it alone.
ReplyDeleteT-Ray, he's not that of a good person, he is a IMBECILE to everyone even on his daughter. He punishes his daughter by making her kneel on grits. He always SMIRK at people, it is pretty scary. He is very NAIVE for what he did to his daughter, didn't look for her and he let her run away. T-ray is not a great father, he treats Lily really awful for no reason. T-ray lost his wife in an incident, it was his fault for arguing with his wife and Lily was in shock, so she accidentally shot her own mom. If only T-ray BESEECH to get his child back and not to worry about getting Lily in jail for running away. T-ray has a JAGGED mind, he only cares about himself. He does not SOLACE Lily when Lily is either hurt or depressed. T-ray, however has a SCRAGGLY look, as you know he is a bad father. T-ray is somehow BLASPHEME to me. He better knows that Lily is MAGNITUDE, he's the only family he's got, unless he doesn't care about his family. T-ray may talk INCESSANTLY to Lily when he finds her. T-ray is like an OUTLANDISH kind of a guy, he is somewhat weird and he does not got outside. Hopefully he REVELATION himself outside. Hopefully someone CONSOLES him for his troubles right now. He should be CONSTERNATING of his surroundings and he may find his missing daughter.
ReplyDelete“I should’ve killed that girl when I had the chance,” T.Ray muttered as he kicked the threadbare armchair he had been lying in. “Who does that girl think she is?” T.Ray silently grumbled as he realized how staggeringly tired he had become. “Ugh, I’ll look for her in the morning,” T.Ray said to himself. He then picked up the grimy glass of beer he had been drinking and just indulged himself in it, chugging glass after glass, partying in the midst of his tiny armchair until he finally caroused himself to sleep. However after his boisterous merry-making, he had a revelation in his sleep. His mind went into flashback, as he remembered the day Deborah left him. Her brazen expression as she packed her suitcase. She tried to maintain that expression, but it became less and less presumptuous until finally, it faded away. T.Ray, probably looking like someone who had somniloquence with his constant fidgeting and whatnot, jumped out of his armchair beseeching at thin air, begging it to please don’t go. He continued this, until he finally realized that it was just his eyes playing a hoax on him. T.Ray, reluctantly, picked up the phone in the middle of the night, and dialed 911.
ReplyDeleteThe Sylvan Police station was just to close shop when there came one last phone call. “Ello’?”
“Hello, I’d like to report a missing girl.” He cunningly didn’t tell them it was his daughter because he knew that the Sylvan police would try to make as a big as a profit that they could, and they’d probably try and pull on his heartstrings if they knew his daughter was missing.
“Is she black or white?” T.Ray smirked when he heard this remark. It was a Bona Fide saying. If he responded “black” the cops would tell him to fill out some paperwork. If he responded, “white” than the cops would rush over as fast as they could to solace and provide consolation.
Naturally, T.Ray responded “white.” Suddenly, a knock came from his red wood door, echoing into the distance. T.Ray opened the door, puzzled to find a cop. “You reported a missing white girl?’
T.Ray started to explain the situation, about how she was a girl he was sponsoring and how she had went and got herself in trouble, in which she ran away. However, the cop didn’t seem to pay much attention, as he incessantly kept yawning, and day dreaming into the distance. “Are you paying attention? Do you understand the magnitude of this situation? I am missing my daughter and slave!” T.Ray then face palmed himself, deeply regretting what he had just done. The cop seemed to have woken up by these words as he simply gave T.Ray some paperwork to fill out and left, leaving a furious T. Ray incessantly cursing in the night.
Since Lily left, T.Ray has done a lot of thinking. He makes his hair scraggly trying to think of a solution. He tries to convince himself that this is all a big hoax. He feels like and imbecile and can’t help but fidget knowing his little girl is on her own. He hopes nothing bad happen. He knows that she is so naïve. He remembers when she flounced in the yard in a brazen course. He couldn’t help but give a little smirk. T.Ray knew he had to do something. He walked into Lily’s iridescent room looking for a hint, but could only find a jagged hair pin on the ground. He felt paralyzed and knew the righteous thing to do was to go out and look for her, but he couldn’t move. He was so shocked that she was gone it almost felt unreal. He meandered into the kitchen to get his car keys. In a way he was consoled, but then scared. He drove off into town looking for her, but no luck. The memories of Lily and her mother carousing in the yard, the memory floating around his head. Then he stops the car to a halt and drives back home. He thinks that if she wants to leave and run off, then she can go. He told himself that over and over to help him get through her leaving. It was working.
ReplyDelete"LILY YOU IMBECILE, GET BACK HERE!",Yelled T-ray. Lily was runnig as fast as she could becasue she took some old pictures of her mother. Lily found a near by closet and hid in it. Then T.ray found her and slammed open the door. She screamed and then she woke in the arms of May. Still screaming she then realized it was only a dream but coudlnt calm down. This was so naive of herself she thought. "Come on Lily Zach is waitng for you outsite," explained May. Lily got up and got dressed. Lily was still thinking about the dream and May was still comforting her becasue she said it was a dream and something like that will never happen because thats just like a hoax. You will be unharmed wile you are here. Lily walked out side and could see the bristle on the trees. She then spoted Zach by the tractor and said hello. "Hey lily its cunning to see you," "Why do you look so sad?" Lily replied. "I want to become a lawyer but i doubt thell will let me becasue im black!" Lily fidgeted at Zachs rage. Lily was feeling very pious at the momet and started to encourage zach and his passion and his life goal.
ReplyDeleteT. Ray was nothing if he didn’t have Lily around to torture. She was the only way he could get his anger out. The whole time she was gone he’d think of punishment even outlandish for him! He’d walk up and down the hallway looking at the setting around him. He’d think to himself, “ What can I use here that will make her suffer?” He was very eclectic about his choices, each much different from the other. He knew exactly what he would do when she gets back. He’d give her that smirk he does, right before she was about to be in much pain. T. Ray would also show her his jagged teeth that he never cleaned, to strike fear in her. His best plan that he thought about was locking her in a closet with nothing to eat but flounce from a curtain. He was slowing going insane without Lily.
ReplyDeleteWhen Lily got back he would strike so much fear in her that she would fidget in her bed at night. She’d deserve it because anyone that tries to escape T. Ray is an imbecile. After all the torturing was done Lily will meander through the hallway. Although Lily was very naïve so she might run away. She couldn’t though because T. Ray’s was too cunning and righteous to fail. No, she can’t do anything this plan’s magnitude is to great. After all this is there a chance she might be brazen? No, that’s impossible; T. Ray is way to bona fide to let her win! Maybe T. Ray’s faith is just a hoax. “No! My plan can’t fail. I won’t let it!” Thought T. ray. At that moment T. Ray made a great consternation. Lily wasn’t coming back, and she never will be.
“Why, I’m gonna kill that girl!” cried T. Ray as he paced back and forth along the wooden floor, making loud creaks as he went, which echoed the loud thunder form the monstrous storm that was taking place outside. But just as he said that, the corners of his mouth turned up a bit, and he smirked. Ha! He thought, I’m gonna kill that girl. Full of presumption, he stormed out the door, but just as he was about to act impulsively, he stopped and remembered what happened not too long ago. Needing consolation and solace, he grabbed the phone, not sure who to call. He stood there for a while, contemplating, until a revelation came over him.
ReplyDeleteI have no one.
The magnitude of this thought left him speechless. He walked slowly to the couch, and sat in silence, except for the bird outside, who was chirping incessantly like he was looking for someone he lost. T. Ray, not really knowing where he was going, stood up and meandered toward the door. He reached for the brazen door knob, which was attached to the very door that the last thing he had left walked away from him. “Why have I wasted so much time?” asked T. Ray to no one in particular, since no one cares enough to listen besides the worried bird outside the window, which interrupted T. Ray with its own problems, chirping about his loss. As T. Ray reflected upon all the time that was wasted the past years, he thought about his constant carousing and about his cunning punishments. He looked out the window, and saw that the weather had cleared, to form an iridescent rainbow, with colors so clear and lustrous.
All of the sudden, Lily jolted awake. She looked at her surroundings and found herself in the honey house, sweat dripping down her forehead. What had just happened, she thought. T. Ray had missed her? Lily fidgeted in her bed, and started laughing. What an outlandish thought! She walked to the window, and stared with wonder, because she herself was looking at a rainbow, while back in Sylvan, T. Ray was looking at the very same one.
Once there was four sisters. They lived in a world of discrimination and racism. But they were never really that scorn over it. They lived in a family that all loved them. They had a mother who would never let the look scraggly and always cared for them. The oldest of the four was called August. You could say she was the head bee. She always supported her sisters and always understood them. She was a very solace person toward her sisters. She was probably the most righteous out of all of them. The second of the sisters was called June. She was the tense sister. She has always felt that her life has been jagged ever since she is born. She is a great musician. She plays the cello during funeral services. She also taught at a high school that was only colored people because during that time segregation was a big thing back then and so they divided the schools. You wouldn't normally see June go flouncing around looking for parties or such. She is more of the quiet type. The third sister is called May. Some might say that she is an imbecile. But really she is just confused. Ever since her other sister April died she really hasn't been like herself. In a way she absorbs all of the worlds problems and takes them in for herself. She is really consternation herself when she does this. She has a wail wall where she writes down on a piece of what she is feeling about then stuck it into the wall. This calms her down and helps her think better. The last of the Calendar sisters is called April. She was always the most outgoing the calendar sisters. One day when she was getting some ice cream she wanted to stay in the shop to eat it with her sister May. But the store owner didn't allow it. He said they had to leave because apparently only whites were only allowed to sit and eat while the colored people could only buy the Ice Cream then they had to leave. April didn't like this and refused to leave then the store owner took her by the wrist and dragged her outside. She went home crying and saying to her dad how the store owner treated her and he said that the world isn't a fair place. At the age of fifteen April committed suicide because of the discrimination she had to deal with. That was a horrible loss to the sisters. They kept on going strong though for their sister. The rest of the sisters then decided after they finished school they would start bee-keeping. They wear these types of clothing that look quite outlandish that protected them while they care for the bee's. After that they also created a group called the Daughter's of Mary. It was a very pious group that was very spiritual toward the Black Mary. Beekeeping is a very cunning job the sisters say. They say that you most understand the social ability of the bees to understand them. The sisters also say how the bees can be naive some times and that is fine and that you just need to train them a little bit more. They say how they also got most of their ideas using eclectic from their grandma. Another thing interesting other then there interesting bee keeping procedures is their house. The iridescent outside of the house is pink which was chosen by no other then May. They house also has a statue of the Black Mary that has been carved so bona fide like. Their lives and house are a true marvel. They use their successful business of making honey and their good deliverance skills to deliver their honey around the country and spread the word of the Black Mary and great honey
ReplyDeleteT. Ray was an absolute disaster without Lily around the house. Well, he was worse anyway and was acting like a bigger imbecile then ever before. The house was old and dirty before Lily ran away but it almost looked like it would collapse any minute. At least there were no more mountains of grits scattered every where but T. Ray’s boots were slowly becoming more outlandish and were almost decaying with every passing moment. As T. Ray’s home life was bad his social interactions at work and around town were terrible. Almost everyone in town looked at T. ray as a very naïve man not being able to control his own daughter from performing a brazen act of breaking a colored woman out of jail. But T. Ray’s workers pretty much took the place of Lily. Almost everyday T. Ray would walk outside onto the peach farm just to carouse at them. If T. Ray was sitting down and saw a worker take a minute long break he would bristle up right, stomp over to the worker and threaten to fire them if they some much as breathed too heavily. In public T. Ray had an incredible magnitude of anger in him, but all alone he was a totally different man.
ReplyDeleteAt home, when all of the workers were calling it quits; T. Ray could not seem to find any consolation in his life. He was always fidgeting around his house thinking that his life was over and how ever one looked at him like he was a loser. To calm his nerves, T. ray would use jagged objects to cut almost the entire flounce off of a piece of furniture. But one day while in one of these strange trances, T. Ray had a revelation that brought a smirk to his face. He realized that if he was able to find and bring Lily and Rosaleen home he would look like a hero and an amazing father to the town’s eyes. T. Ray actually felt pretty happy about this idea and decided to look for a map of South Carolina to see where he would look for his daughter first. And once he had his daughter back he would think up of a punishment so harsh that Lily would always obey him. But only T. Ray would think this was a righteous act.
As he fidgeted in his chair scratching his scraggly beard, T. Ray bristled at the thought that Lily and Rosaleen ran away. He talked to himself, "That naive imbecile of a girl and that righteous black woman; how could they be so brazen to think that they run away from me!" He smirked and thought, "Good ridden! I hope the get their deliverance."
ReplyDeleteThen T. Ray sat up. "What if the sheriff thinks that I have something to do with their disappearance?" Slowly, T.Ray concocted an outlandish story about where Lily and Rosaleen went. "This cunning hoax will work," he thought.
Sure enough, a few days later the sheriff and the pious preacher showed up. The sheriff asked," Would it be too presumptuous of me to ask if you know where Lily and Rosaleen went?" And T. Ray said, "Why, do you recall the black woman that showed up after my wife died? Well, after the events in town, Rosaleen needed consolation and solace, so, I called her beseechingly to help them. So, Lily and Rosaleen will be staying with her and her eclectic sisters for the remainder of the summer."
The sheriff and preacher were satisfied and drove away. Smiling, T. Ray meandered out to the orchard for a peach.
T-Ray has been fine but his mood is even more jagged. Since Lily left him he has been very crazy looking for Lily in outlandish and naïve areas around town. T-Ray fidgets around his house looking for clues. T-Ray still menders around like he has never lost Lily in the first place. T-Ray bristles around and takes out his anger on anything that crosses his way. T-Ray thinks this is just a hoax and doesn’t even bother looking out of town. Lily tries to hide from T-Ray in eclectic ways. T-Ray thinks that Lily is an imbecile for running away. All T-Ray does when thinks about Lily running away is just a smirk of brazen. Lily is now bona fide and happy that T-Ray is out of her life. Lily is now having a revelation of her mother and wants to be caroused in her memories.
ReplyDelete‘How could she have possibly slipped away,’ though T-Ray as he paced back and forth in his home. How naïve he was for not knowing of her plans to attempt an escape. But how could he have known? She wasn’t cunning enough to pull off such a stunt but yet her plan ceased to fail. He presumptuously stomped across the room and slammed into the wooden chair. He cocked his head and turned to look out the window. A cool breeze slid across his face, causing him to fidget with a shiver not only from the wind, but the absence of his daughter. He couldn’t remember what she looked like, only an image of her face in pain as he made her kneel of grits for hours at a time. He couldn’t remember what she sounded like, only the jagged tone of voice she would use with him. Had he ever heard her laugh? Had he ever laughed at a smirk she had given him when they laughed and joked. Had they ever joked? It was then when he had a revelation, their relationship was built upon fear and intimidation. This was such a bona fide fact that he needed to have some time to really think. He scratched his non-shaved scraggly beard and dug deeper into his thoughts. Was lily happy where she was now? Was she meandering from town to town with no where to eat or sleep? Or was she flouncing around having the time of her life with rosaleen? He started blaspheming in his mind, the thought of her being happy without him. How could she possibly be happy when he is sitting at this farm all alone? Working the now corrugated fields and trying to make a living on his own? He couldn’t admit it, but he had a soft spot for lily and missed her very much. He wished for his deceased wife’s solace from the heavens up above, please bring my lily back.
ReplyDeleteAugust, June, May, and April spent a lot of their time with their grandmother, Bug Mama. Whenever they were feeling down, Big Mama would be their consolation. They would beseech their grandma into telling them a story. She had so many stories too eclectic from. They would stare into their grandmother’s iridescent eyes and not fidget at all. Big Mama was always a presumptuous person and would never feel brazen for whatever she did. The calendar sisters would want to be with their grandma more then their own mom sometimes because their mom would act as an imbecile when it came to bees. When their mom was around bees, they could all see her flounce away from them, and that would make them laugh.
ReplyDeleteBig Mama would let them watch after the bees in a bona fide way. When the calendar sisters were out there for too long and Big Mama didn’t hear a sound, there was consternation running through her veins. The calendar sisters would be very righteous during dinner time or when they were praying. Also, they would show a great deal of pious for what they at before they ate dinner. When they were with their grandmother around town, they didn’t care how outlandish they looked compared to everyone else. August, June, May, and April had the best childhood experience…. And that was being around their grandmother.
It was June 21st, the first day of summer. August and her sisters had arrived at Big Mama’s house the night before. She ran into June’s room, and shook her awake. “It’s summer!” she cried. June slowly opened her eyes, and then shot up as if she’d had a revelation. “Well wouldn’t you know it,” she said. “It’s a bona fide summer morning!” August and June cheered, and then ran to May and April’s room to wake them up. The four girls then raced into Big Mama’s room, and leaped onto her bed. “Big Mama!” they said. Big Mama laughed a big belly laugh. “Happy summer, girls,” she said. She opened her eyes. “Oh my, we’ll have to do something about your scraggly hair!” she said laughing. The girls spent the rest of the morning fixing their hair, and putting on their best dresses. After that, they ran downstairs and started gobbling down their breakfast of cereal. April crunched each piece of cereal as loud as she could, laughing as she did so. “April, will you please stop that incessant crunching?” June said. April simply gave June a smirk and continued to crunch. August and May laughed. June was clearly bristled. "You three are just a pack of imbeciles!" she shouted.
ReplyDelete"Girls, girls, girls," Big Mama said. "Let's just calm down." She placed her hands on June's shoulders. June corrugated her face. "Let go Big Mama!" June said. She stomped out of the kitchen, her arms flouncing back and forth. Tears began to gather in her eyes, and she launched into a sprint out of the house. "I'll be right back, girls," Big Mama said. She walked outside to go provide June solace. She found her sitting on the porch. "They're just a bunch of naive children." June complained, tears still streaming down her face.
"Oh baby," Big Mama said, her voice brimming with consolation. "It's okay..." Big Mama embraced her. June fidgeted out of her arms. "June, honey, what's the problem?" Big Mama asked.
"Well, you four are all so close... I feel like I don't belong."
"Don't belong? June, what an outlandish thought!" Big Mama cried. "I love every one of you girls equally."
"You mean it?" June said.
"Of course I do," Big Mama whispered. "Now let's go back inside. I wanna teach you something special." That's when Big Mama took June into the house and taught her how to make pancakes, and make them different shapes. "Now don't tell your sisters how to do this," Big Mama said. "It's just between you and me."
"It'll be our secret," June said grinning.
Lily had made a presumptuous and brazen act leaving T-Ray and running off to who-knows-where. She made T-Ray feel like an imbecile and made him believe that Lily was the opposite of a pious girl because she never listened to him. What a naïve girl he thought to himself. Although he was angry he was also depressed and felt consternation. T-Ray began to carouse much more often. When he was intoxicated he would speak blaspheme of Lily and what she had done. This was one of T-Ray’s jagged qualities. He seemed to always be a bad husband and parent but never had he gone out to drink so frequently. T-Ray would often find himself staring in the mirror, his face flouncing and making weird faces. Sometimes he would even smirk. It was one of the oddest things ever. He wanted Lily to come back. He did not know for what reason. Maybe because he wanted her to sell peaches, maybe he just felt lonely. T-Ray would beseech Lily to come back if only he knew where she was. He finally decided to meander on and try to locate Lily. T-Ray could not find her and came to a revelation that the only way Lily was going to come back was on her own.
ReplyDeleteT-Ray went inside to confront his naïve daughter. What was she thinking, getting herself arrested with a Negro? When he got into her room, she was gone; there was only a note. At first he thought it was a hoax. What kind of imbecile did she take him for? He looked around her room and saw a closet door closed, when he remembered it open, she was obviously no match for his cunning. He gave a smirk and barged into the closet. Lily was nowhere to be found. There was only a dress with a flounce. Just then he started to have a revelation about his daughter. He realized that he missed her. He missed her scraggly hair. He missed everything about her. T-Ray started to become more righteous. He needed consolation, but none came. That feeling did not last long and he started to be very enraged. The magnitude of his anger made him fidget. He picked up a jagged knife and stabbed it into a wall. Then he started to meander pictures on his wall. Just then, he realized how much time he let go so he stopped his fit of rage to sleep. He went to bed knowing he might never see his little girl again
ReplyDeleteWhen Lily left, T. Ray smirked. He knew that naive little girl would wind up back home. Or maybe that letter was a hoax, and she wanted him to feel consolation. She probably just meandering around the yard. He was really getting sick of this. That girl was a presumptuous imbecile, and she did not know the magnitude of the trouble she gave him. “Well if the police did find her,” he thought, “he would just act cunning and say he didn’t where she ran away to. T. Ray called his scraggly dog to the kitchen, happy to have solace from that girl. Lily was always begging incessantly to do something stupid, like have a sleepover. T. Ray never allowed that. He knew that her and the other girls would probably steal his beer, and carouse. Lily was just an outlandish child. Why couldn’t she do what he said.
ReplyDeleteT.Ray's feelings after Lily's departure could not easily be described. To sum up his sea of emotions, he feels betrayed. Betrayed that his naive daughter would run off like that! And just when he was about to have a little fun! Who woul do the cleaning? The laundry? Lily and Rosaleen do that stuff! He bristled at the thought of having to do that stuff himself. What a selfish little brat! Why would she want to leave him in the first place? He took a deep breath and realized that his only form of consolation would be a night of carousing in town.
ReplyDeleteAfter he returned from his night, T.Ray went out to his special place out in the peach orchard. This was a place where he could sleep incessantly. This place was located deep inside the peach orchard that no one else knew about. As he layed on the jagged surface of the grass below him, he realized how diffictult it was to fall asleep. He fidgeted about, trying to get in the perfect sleeping position. As he moved about, his now bloodshot eyes stumbled upon dug about one foot into the ground. What is this? he thought. Who would dig a hole in such an outlandish place? And of all places why near HIS peach trees? He slithered to a hole and peered inside when he had a sudden revelation. There was a tin box inside, the same tin box he had spent a magnitude of time looking for. Lily, his brat of a daughter must've taken it! When he opened it, to his dismay, the box was vacant. Shge must've taken the pictures with her. Sometimes he wished his daughter wasn't so cunning. T. Ray realized at that moment how much he missed his wife, Deborah. The only thing that gave him solace was to dream up some punishments for Lily to endure as soon as she returned. The best part about this was that there would be no one to protect her from his deliverance. He stopped thinking for a second. Could this all just be a hoax? Of course! How much of an imbecile did she think he was? Trying to hide the pictures from him! They were probably in her room. When T. Ray gets up tomorrow, he decides he will go up to Lily's room and turn it upsidedown to look for those pcitures. He chuckled to himself and closed his eyes.
T. Ray threw the bottle onto the ground and it shattered into a million pieces. After his night of carousing his revelations of the past week returned… At first T. Ray just sat there waiting for Lily to meander back home. After a while he began to fidget with concern, “God damn it where is that child?” he said. He began to ruffle his hair, and bite at his shirt in his anxiety.
ReplyDeleteEventually his consternation that Lily would never return overwhelmed him. He began to search for the sole importance of his existence. At first he looked very outlandish and others would whisper as he passed ‘Who is that scraggly man?’, but he ignored them and continued searching. Lily was everything he needed. He was naïve to punish her so often, but it was the only way to amuse himself.
Days passed, as he incessantly searched for Lily. Now T. Ray, who was a very blaspheme man, changed his ways and became very pious. Hoping God would solve his issues he began to go to church. Daily he would go and beseech God to return Lily to him. “I’ll become a bona fide man, just please return my daughter home safely” he pleaded.
Occasionally he would return home, for the man needed substance to keep himself alive. When the phone rang, he answered. If it was for Lily he would create a hoax on the spot saying that ‘Lily was out visiting her Aunt in Virginia’. Then he would hang up and begin to sob. He began to drink in large magnitudes; alcohol seemed to be the only way he could find consolation. His solace was found in alcohol and punishing Lily. He sat and thought about how two women in his life hated him so much to leave him. That’s the only reason he ever put Lily on the Martha Whites, to discipline her, hoping she would stay with him if he inspired fear into her life. If only he could have been a better parent…
Finally, Lily called one day. T. Ray felt relief and then the trapped anger released from him. “Lily, god damn it where are you?”
“I called only to ask if you knew what my favorite color was,” said Lily.
“What the hell Lily, where are you?!” then she hung up. He blew it, the one chance to reunite with his daughter. All he had to do was tell her her favorite color. Of course, he knew it was blue, he loved his daughter. Maybe more than she will ever know…
“Lily, why did you have to leave? I know I was really wrong and I shouldn’t have tortured you with the Martha Whites.”
ReplyDeleteT-Ray was righteous as he was talking to himself, as he was looking at a picture of Lily when she was about 4 years old.
“She looked so happy with her mother. I wish she was here. She would have made sure I wouldn’t have done anything to Lily. Lily might have been here. For all I know, she could be dead.” T-ray was brazen. It was a cold night, which was unusual since it was summer. Later that night, he started carousing with his friends, as he did every night ever since Lily left. As he was coming back, he was wondering if Lily was alive, would she ever call me.
“I can’t believe she ran away. I must have really scared her that day. I was such an imbecile, I should’ve never told her that lie. Maybe that’s why she left. She wanted to prove her mother didn’t leave her.” As he was talking to himself, he had already reached his home. He had fallen asleep.
The next morning, after he woke up, he looked at his jagged teeth, and then went to make himself “Tough Crunch” cereal. He had, then, gone to his famous peach garden. It was a hot day. Out of no where, it had started raining. He ran back into his house, and after an hour, it stopped raining. He went back outside, and saw an iridescent of colors. It reminded him of when Lily was 2 years old. Two hours later, he went back inside.
“She was so naïve. I ruined her. I am definitely not pious.” He was changing for the good. He never even thought he could actually miss Lily.
“I’m not the cunning man I used to be, I could tell Lily that. Just as he was saying this, the phone started ringing.
“Hello?’
“T-Ray? It’s Lily”
“WHERE ARE YOU?” Exclaimed T-Ray.
“T-Ray, I’m fine.”
“YOU BETTER COME HOME RIGHT NOW!”
“No, it’s my life. Goodbye,” said Lily, before she hung up the phone. T-Ray was consternation. Instead of showing Lily how changed, he was just as obnoxious as he was when Lily was there with him.
“I wish I could be solaced. I am so depressed.” He went to sleep with this thought.
The next day when he woke up, he felt bona fied as he went to eat his favorite cereal. It was surprising that he was presumptuous, since he had such a small attention span. Incessantly, he was thinking about how depressed he was. He was fidgeting so much that he needed to call Lily. He called from the number she had called from, but no response.
“This is going to be harder than I thought.” He said before he went back to work.
When Lily heard Zachs lawyer story she was amirking the whole way. It was almost as if it was a hoax. Sometimes the story got so boring she was fidgeting with herself. But Zach was definitley not an imbescile. When Lily saw his teeth they were pure white with no jagged lines. Lily was acting in an outlandish manner and naive since she knew nothing about lawyers. Zachs speech was at some points so cunning and bona fide. She was bored at some times but acted incessantly. Zach was great but his car was all scraggly. When Lily told him this he was a little bristle. Lily and Zach were both coroused. Now as they passed a meander they just burst out laughing.
ReplyDeleteT. Ray was furious. How dare Lily leave him like that?! It had to be a hoax. She wouldn’t do something so outlandish knowing what the consequences would be. T. Ray was sure he could dream up punishments with far greater magnitude than the Martha Whites. Lily was such an imbecile. Well, it was to be expected. She always wanted to play the damsel in distress. And she would be the perfect princess, with her dresses and flounce. She always wanted to curl her hair, and that would just help her play the part. Of course, she didn’t need any help, because she was naturally a whiny little brat. Although T. Ray was glad to be rid of the monster, he had a sense of revelation on the second day she was gone when he realized that he couldn’t tend to the peaches by himself. He bristled at the fact that his only daughter had left him to do all the work! It was a hard job. The corrugated trunks were rough, and the scraggly branches had to be cut off. When jagged lightning would cut across the sky, he would have to protect the trees and make sure they didn’t get struck. The worst part was the river. When it rained a lot, the waves would meander rapidly, and it would often overflow. T. Ray brought a feeling of consolation upon himself when he thought about catching his annoying daughter. She was so naïve, thinking that she could run away and never get caught. These thoughts brought him great solace, for he knew that when Lily would be found, she would have to pay. He couldn’t wait.
ReplyDeleteT. Ray incessantly paced back and forth across the kitchen, sporting a slight smirk on his face. “That imbecile of a daughter…” he mumbled to himself. It had been two weeks since Lily’s disappearance, and T. Ray was becoming more cunning than ever. After his phone conversation with Lily, he had a revelation as to how to find her. He glanced down at the phone and began fidgeting with the cord. “Without that brat, I have no one to help sell the peaches,” he said, much louder than before. The fact that Lily was no longer present to boss around gave T. Ray no consolation, and he bristled at the thought that he had become accustomed to yelling at himself. T. Ray ran his hand along the jagged edge of the kitchen table. His smirk returned as he remembered the last time he made his daughter kneel on the Martha Whites, her scraggly legs bolting as she flounced out of the room after the one hour mark. In her absence, T. Ray was left feeling powerless and alone. The magnitude of the thought, as outlandish as it may be, frustrated T. Ray completely. He stomped out of the house, got into his truck, and meandered around town in search of Lily.
ReplyDeleteT.Ray has been angry at lily because she is still away from home and is bona fide mad. But he starts thinking why she could have run away from home like this. So he realizes that he has been an imbecile and starts saying “how could I’ve done this to her it is my fault that she left.” The magnitude of the situation hit him she could be dead for all he knew, he needed to do something. So he was fidgeting his hands and began to think “why could have done this, now I’m all on my own.
ReplyDeleteHis jagged and scraggly hair waved harshly in the wind. He had to search for his little girl. But how and where to look. He knew that she had called him on a pay phone but where. She’s gone he said I will just have to wait until she comes back, if she comes back.
T-Ray’s life without Lily has meandered out of path. As he awaits for Lily, T-Ray recognizes that he is an imbecile ever since Lily was present inside his house. Knowing that the magnitude of T-Ray’s anger had exceeded the limits, Lily had a revelation to ignore him even more. Walking all around the house back and forth, T-Ray does not comprehend the severity of tension that he had imposed on Lily. Lily necessitates a consolation that will furthermoer give her comfort with T-Ray’s naïve ways of treating his supposed daughter. Throughout all the time T-Ray has been sitting in his house, he realized how brazen he has made his life thus far. T-Ray’s love for Lily is a absolute hoax. Thinking incessantly about Lily, he sits in the house considering himself a not commendable or righteous person and yearns for Lily’s arrival back home. Appalling parenting gives T-Ray the mirror image of an outlandish person who has no liberty for solace in Lily’s life. T-Ray has also been reflecting how presumptuous he was for giving Lily the undying pain that her mother came back only for packing her clothes. That is senseless and yet to believe that he has the audacity to convey that to Lily. Causing Lily much too much consternation, he should realize how horrendous of a parent he must be. The several things that T-Ray should be considering as he had made his acquaintance with Lily a jagged and futile relationship.
ReplyDelete"God, how could have this have happened," T-ray yelled. "This must be a hoax," he grabbed a box of grits on the ground and threw it on the ground. He haven't shaved in weeks. His beard is scraggly and going in every direction. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he stomped on it as hard as he could."I'm sorry" he said under his breath. "I was so naïve," He smirked at the grits and took a jagged piece of glass and stabbed it. "I must have been such an imbecile. She ran away from me. By now her course could be meander." I must have been so unrighteous," he said "she ran away from me." he repeated. He tryed to solace himself, but he started to weep. "Maybe she would be staying with Rosaleen, no a white girl with a black lady that would be outlandish." The magnitude of grits on the ground are all over the floor. "Man she is such a cunning little girl." He was getting older now and the corrugated on his face where noticeable. He got up and flounced over to the window. He started to cry again.
ReplyDeleteWhen April, June, August, and May were younger, they would visit their Big Mama every summer in Tiburon. She would teach them the art of beekeeping. One hot summer day, when for once they had nothing to do, the four Boatwright siblings sat on the back porch, fidgeting incessantly because the magnitude of the summer heat was unbearable. Sweat trickled down their foreheads as they each tried to stay cool in the shade. Finally, April suggested “Let’s play hide-and-seek inside. It’s way too hot out here!” May, who never did anything without her twin, said yes. The sisters agreed since hide-and-seek was one of their favorite pastimes. They meandered back into the kitchen. They came into agreement that August would count to 100 and then start searching. Also, the winner wouldn’t have to help do the dishes. With her back facing her sisters, August started counting. May and June quietly tiptoed upstairs while April, the more cunning of the siblings went to hide outside. She knew that August would never look outside for her, especially since she was the one who suggested to come indoors. Her sister could be very naïve sometimes, and she would take advantage of it.
ReplyDeleteApril went to sit under her favorite tree that stood right next a blue birdfeeder. She heard August count to 100 and after a while she heard her find May, then June. Since she was the only one that hadn’t been found yet, that would mean she won the game. What she didn’t know was that August had become full of consternation because she couldn’t find her. April was crafty, but she never meant to concern her older sister. June gave August consolation and solace, assuring her that April would be found. At that moment April skipped into the house, the flounce on her skirt stained from the dirt, corrugated and wrinkly from sitting on it too long. She looked at her sisters with a huge grin on her face. Her sisters realized that April had tricked them into thinking that she didn’t want to go outside, and that they would all hide inside during the game. This meant that they would have to do all the dishes while April sat back and relaxed; it was a deliverance from her chores. It was a true bona fide hoax. As April poured herself a glass of lemonade, the light from the setting sun came through the window, giving an iridescent glow on the entire kitchen.
"What a good-for-nothing girl," T. Ray grumbled angrily, sitting on a stool slicing peaches. It had only been a few days since Lily had left home.
ReplyDelete"What could that imbecile be doing out on her own? She better pray to god I don't find her, because when I'm done with her..."
Sometimes T. Ray was glad he wasn't a pious person, his head was full of hatred and blasphemy.
T.Ray tossed a sliver of peach skin at his scraggly mutt, who was meandering around his chair in hopes of table scraps. At least his dog would never leave him.
It's not that T. Ray didn't care about Lily; he did, in his own petty way. He had attempted to search for her. He presumptuously called up neighbors and accused them of seeing his naive daughter. All of them had declined this. This was a brazen task, and a very time-consuming one at that.
"Why do I care so much about this stupid girl? She killed my-" He stopped abruptly. He didn't want to be reminded of Deborah again.
He slowly reached down to pet his dog, looking for solace, but his other hand slipped on the small peach- cutting knife, and...
"OUCH!"
The dog bristled up in fear at the sound, and flounced away. A small, jagged cut had appeared on T. Ray's palm, dripping blood onto the produce. He shot up to his feet, and angrily pounded on the table.
"Goddammit, Lily!"
All of this was her fault, he thought. It didn't take a cunning person to have this revelation. She's why he was all alone, the reason his wife wasn't there anymore.
"I am going to find Lily, and make sure she doesn't leave me again. Just like she did all those years ago..." His voice trailed off. He was thinking of Deborah again. Lily reminded him so much of her, and he hated it.
Fidgeting in his chair, T. Ray sighed.
"Maybe, you're better off wherever you are, Lily."
T. Ray: “Hello 911!”
ReplyDeleteOperator: “What is your emergency?”
T. Ray: “I would like to report a missing child.” T. Ray said flounce.
Operator: “What time did the child disappear?”
T. Ray: “It was around noon and I had sent her to her room since she had been taken to jail for her stand-in-mother spit on a white man. I went to take her back home from the jail. She was acting like an imbecile so I sent her to her room. I told her to stay in her room and I’ll be back after I go check on the peach farm. When I was gone she wrote me a note and ran away.”
Operator: “Where did you see her last?”
T. Ray: “ I sent her to her room because she was acting like an imbecile and that is when I saw her last.”
Operator: “I am informing the police now and they will search for her.”
T. Ray beseeched the operator to tell him where his daughter was when they find out. T. Ray incessantly paced back and forth very angrily as if he fidgeted to punch the ball. He scraped his scraggly unshaved beard. He was filled with solace and no one would think he would ever want Lily back after she ran away but T. Ray changed after she left.
Every night T. Ray would pray after dinner that Lily was safe and would come home to a safe house. He was acting like a very pious person.
T. Ray went outside to go ask his neighbors if they saw his daughter leave around noon from his house. He incessantly walked up and down the jagged road. He made it brazen to everyone that his daughter had run away. If his neighbors didn’t reply with the response he wanted he would give them a smirk at the same time as he corrugated his face. He scratched his bristle hair on his head. Once he got home, he caroused all night, to forget Lily. It is naïve that T. Ray actually wants to have Lily back with him and cares about her.
T. Ray was furious, he kept thinking what to do with Lily, and whether or not he should go back into the room and kill her as a punishment. He waited for what seemed to him as forever, blaspheming every world in the book that related to Lily's behavior. " What an imbecile, she thinks she has the right to speak to me that way, well she's sure in hell is wrong! Dam, that girl is so naive she don't even know her own name, at least after I'm done with her." He stomped back into the house, headed for Lily's room. It was like he was carousing about the chance to ruin Lily's life, it showed what a cruel person he is. Lily was every bit right about who he is, and he will never change. Almost running down the hall way, T. Ray gave a little smirk of excitement about what he was going to do. When he entered the room, his smile faded and in its place was an angry line. He saw the outlandish letter, a piece of paper, with peanut butter stains across the top from Lily's lunch the day before. The letter was addressed to T. Ray in Lily's hand writing. He was afraid to know what was written in the letter, if it was going make him reminisce about Lily's mother. Minutes passed as he fidgeted with the sides of the paper. Finally he opened the letter, and when he saw the words of Lily's departure note, a strange feeling of solace, and relief of not having to be reminded of each day his wife's death. Anguish over whelmed him of just realizing the last connection between his wife and himself was gone. "This is a hoax." he said to himself, as if what was happening wasn't reality anymore. He made a revelation of how much his daughter really does mean to him, and he made a brazen decision he needed to find her and bring her back.
ReplyDeleteIncessantly he ran out of the house and almost flew into his truck. He didn't know where to look to find Lily but, he was determined. He first thought that she went into town maybe planning on taking a buss, or train anywhere but here. She wasn't there. He went past the iridescent colors of the town bar, signs flashing through the windows. He even went to the church where he hasn't attended in years. He was starting to lose hope. He went by the police to make sure everyone possible was helping. The only thing left for him to do was wait.
Just then, I heard a shout outside. I quickly scurried over to my window, where I saw a rather presumptuous Negro boy arguing with a white boy. The white boy was a lot bigger and stockier. I heard the white boy calling the Negro a naïve imbecile and other cuss words that I’ve never even heard of. Then the Negro, who was smirking, punched the white boy in the face. The white boy, with a bristled expression on his face, punched the Negro back. A full fight broke out, not a cat fight, but rather a vicious bear vs. lion fight. A crowd had formed around the fight, and the white boy being stronger, was beating up the Negro. The Negro, now on the floor, looked beseechingly at anyone, his eyes asking for help. But no one did. After another minute of punching and kicking, the Negro was unconscious, his face coated in blood, and the white boy was dragging him away to who-knows-where. Shocked, I quickly ran to my dad’s room, shouting, “Dad! Daddy!” I quickly woke him up and rushed him to the window. After observing the white boy dragging the Negro, my dad turned to me and with a brazen look on his face, just said, “Let it be, son.” Let it be!? That’s all you can say? I felt enraged at this man that I called dad. My old dad would’ve not tolerated this one bit and would’ve probably chased after the white boy in less than a second. I watched my dad walk back to his room, not caring the slightest bit. When he closed the door, I started sobbing.
ReplyDeleteThat night, when I was in bed, I heard my parents arguing. I couldn’t hear everything, only pieces of sentences, but I picked up enough to know that my mom, my dear old mom, was scolding my dad, telling him that he was making me unhappy and that he was a poor excuse for a father. Then I heard my dad say that if he’s such a poor excuse for a father then maybe he shouldn’t be a father. I tried to pick up more details of their argument, but that was all I caught before I fell asleep.
I woke up feeling ice cold, and a shiver went down my spine. Something was wrong. I rushed to the kitchen where I saw my mom with her head down in her arms on the kitchen table, sobbing. No, I thought. This can’t be. I dashed outside, only to find the car missing from its original spot.
Finally, the magnitude of it all hit me right in the face, and the revelation dawned on me that I would never be able to get my father back. He was gone. And he would never return.
Excuse me, Your Most Very Honored Grand High Empress Queen Bee (A.K.A. Ms. Drosdick), I’m not sure if I did this correctly. I chose number 2, the one about Zach, but instead of explaining his childhood I just wrote about one of his childhood memories. I’m not sure if this counts, so if it doesn’t, just tell me through this website or on Monday. Thanks. Oh, and also, I split this story into two parts because when i tried to post it at once, it wouldn't work.
ReplyDelete“Hey, pops! Look what I made!” I exclaimed as my dad walked through the front door. I proudly showed him my miniature medieval castle built from multicolored building blocks that I spent a whole hardworking hour on. But instead of even acknowledging it, he just incessantly walked past me. I sighed. He wasn’t like what he used to be. He had transformed since last year. He used to be a funny, kind, zealous man who made constant jokes. Now he was suffering from fatigue, was almost always silent, didn’t dress as nicely as usual, and had uncombed, scraggly hair. I watched the back of his head as he walked to his room, the wooden floor underneath him squeaking from the weight. Oh, how I miss my old dad. I remember how when we were younger, we would dance to music by Miles Davis and Fats Domino, how he used to hold me up in the air and pretend that I was an airplane. It was outlandish to think that he would do it now. He barely even made eye contact with me. I’d give anything to have my old dad back…
I got up early this morning, earlier than usual. I quietly put on a T-shirt and pants and tip toed to the kitchen. I made myself a bowl of soggy oatmeal and slowly munched and swallowed a spoonful, thinking about how my dad came to be like this. Realizing that I’m not even hungry, I walked back to my room. Since tomorrow is a school day, I decided to do my homework. But with my dad in my mind, I couldn’t get anything done. I kept on fidgeting with my pencil and creating jagged lines on my homework, my mind preoccupied on how I could possibly bring him back.
As Lily grew up her only consolation was Rosaline. T-Ray her imbecile father never provided her solace. All he did was deny her needs with a smirk on his face. Lily had no choice at all but to leave. She packed a suitcase with all of her favorite clothes in it (including her one of a kind flounced dress) and headed to Tiburon with Rosaline.
ReplyDeleteThe day Lily left was the happiest day of T-Ray's life. He was able to corouse without Lily or anybody around to stop him. T-Ray has not thought of Lily once after she left. Lily was not there to watch out for T-Ray, so his clothes began to reek, and his hair got all scraggly. Apparently T-Ray didn't care.
Until one night T-Ray had an extremely bad dream. Well, it was bad according to him. In his dream, he, for once was actually being nice to Lily. He began to fidget in his sleep because clearly this dream (or in his case, nightmare) clearly made him uncomfortable. T-Ray got up and began to meander around his room to calm himself down. When he was finally calm, he headed back to sleep. In the morning, T-Ray was in great consternation. He wasn't sure if it was a nightmare or real life. He went up into Lily's room, saw she wasn't there, and realized it was all one big nightmare.
T-Ray decided to call Lily and tell her about his nightmare. She did not pick up so he left her a message. He thought it was funny how he dreamt about being nice. At the end of the voicemail, he had stopped it with blaspheme language. That was to insure Lily that T-Ray will never be a nice person.
T-Ray acted out in an outlandish way by yelling at Lily especially over a voicemail. He was a naive father and should have given Lily up for adoption after he knew he was not capable of being a good person.
Soon T_Ray will learn his lesson and realize how bad he needs Lily. He will go to the Boatwright's house and beseech until Lily agrees to go back home. Although, Lily WILL say no in a brazen presumptuous manner. You watch, i guarantee it will happen!