Romans & histoires Trash

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

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"Please take out the trash." ***

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

I say as I turn to leave the room. “Yes Boss. And I’ll collect a team to fetch the merchandise. It’ll take a few hours but we’ll get it back.” Sam says to me as we exit the room. I give an affirmative nod and head to the shower room. “Merry Christmas, Boss.” “Merry Christmas, Sam.” The slacks and white shirt I wear are ruined with blood and gore so I throw it in the dumpster before entering the shower. The warm water cascades down my head and back, washing away the stress and warming up my body.

speaking softly to her trying to soothe her how ever I can. "No I think, I'm okay..." Her voice coming back to her soft sweet music compared to the scratchiness from her crying. The nurse walks in," I'm just going to unhook you from everything. You'll probably need to shower to get some of this gel out of your hair. Use a good bit of conditioner, it will help it slide right out." She started taking everything off. It seemed like there was close to fifty wires attached to her. After she finished removing them she threw them out and walked out the door. Kali got up off the bed and started to the door.

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

Bang! Jacob Carlson suddenly pick up the tea cup on the table and smashed it violently on to the floor. His frustration turned into fury. "Trash! Who is trash! Useless pieces of trash! This woman couldn't even settle such a simple matter, she was just a trash!" He roared coldly. "I couldn't believe that this Jate Woods managed to smell a rat so easily. He's not easy to handle at all."

My face stayed blank as I tossed it straight into the trash. "That one was hand-knit by my mom. This piece of crap doesn't even come close." Elmer frowned when he saw the scarf in the bin, then sat down beside me. "I know. But the dead won't come back, Moira. What's gone is gone. Risa didn't mean any harm, and it was you who pissed her off first, wasn't it? Come on, don't be mad." He reached out like he always did, trying to pat my head.

Is that enough reason why you did this to your self? All these time, Ken was out the apartment. He had turned off the vehicle and made towards the near by bush to ease himself. He heaved a sigh of relief as he went on. He stood there watching the darkness, pouring out the salty liquid excrement, he was done but still stood still at the exact position. His mind flew back to the things that had happened over these few days.