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The monitor let out a final stretched beeeeep. The body lying in the bed was now stiff as stone and cold as ice. The nurse let out a sad sigh and exited the room. She knew how hard it was to deliver news like this, but it didn’t stop her. As soon as they heard the news, Sophi felt a sob creeping up her throat. Tears rushed to her eyes. All at once, all of her emotions spilled onto the Kleenex in her hand. Owen’s mother hugged her tightly. She, too, was crying, but much less since she’d already cried so much. Soon after, the entire Cox fami...
TODAY Today’s the day I change. I’m tired. I’m tired of going through the motions of everyday life. I’ve been waking up at the exact same time every day, taking the exact same route to work every day, and even eating the same meals every day. And I’m tired of it. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to wake up at 6 AM sharp. I don’t want to eat whole grain ham and cheese sandwiches for lunch at exactly 12 PM. I want to do what my heart wants me to do, whether anyone likes it or not. Today’s the day I change. I’m going to fly all ...
(DISCLAIMER-Lots of background information) Landon couldn’t sleep. His anxiety surged. He counted all of his school subjects in his head, tried to remember if he had homework, and even counted to one hundred and back. He sat up straight. His math homework was due that day. He threw his blanket across the room and stumbled out of bed. He tripped over his backpack and face planted into the wall. He groaned in frustration. He knew it was going to be a long day. He eventually got up and brushed himself off, shocked that his family wa...
“This way, you idiot!” Kaz whispered. Kali, Raya, Juniper and I all slowly and silently crept toward the vent. Kaz busted the vent open with his crobar. The opening fell and clattered on the white marble floor. He flinched at the loud noise, then fastened the rope to his gym weight, which he’d been carrying in his backpack. “Me first,” he said, sounding irritated. He was leading the mission, and according to him, Juniper wasn’t doing a good job with the directions. Kali was the bagger, Raya was the watcher, Juniper was the mapmaker, Kaz wa...
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