Chapter 2 Of The Outsiders Novels & Stories

My body trembled a little at the contact making my mind to return back to the sinful lips in my dreams. Who? Whoever that was, saw me from the bush yesterday night. >> How was it? I'm interested! You're done reading Chapter Two| BBAMIEE!

Chapter 2 Alex Andrew I open my eyes and saw myself naked My head hurt alot I saw some blood on the ground Wait,do somebody died I thought when the memory of last night flow in my brain Oh gosh I raped an innocent girl I have to look for her But how can I I have see her face but not cleary She have black silky hair and Curvy lips but her face I can't remember Gosh Is all pink fault She caused everything I quickly drove my car to my pent house

I'm going to murder the bitches who touched my family. I will murder those bitches. Murder those bitches. -------------------------------------------------- Hey people. Noe for those of you who don't get the title of the book, this chapter should explain it. Anyway, I'm not really happy with this chapter. Let's hope that the next one is better. Please read, vote, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

He conceitedly uttered, making me growl and look outside, hiding a smile. “We are already halfway in our first chapter but okay.” I started. “Scout Finch lives with her brother, Jem, and their widowed father, Atticus, in the sleepy Alabama town of Maycomb. Maycomb is suffering through the Great Depression, but Atticus is a prominent lawyer and the Finch family is reasonably well off in comparison to the rest of society.” I started discussing while not looking at Mister Dawson. I am afraid that I might forget what I was reading yesterday when I look at on his eyes. It just feel so off looking at him on the eyes, because I minute I am fine but later I will find out, I am already stuttering wit

************** Chapter 2 My feet barely touched the ground as they dragged me out the door, my screams lost in the echoes of the night. They shoved me into the back of the sleek black car, slamming the door shut. Trapped between two men, I knew there wasn’t any escape. Furious tears stung my eyes as the engine roared to life, the car speeding off into the city’s darkened streets. I pressed myself against the front chair, every muscle tense. This couldn’t be happening. This was some kind of nightmare.

Feeling seen and vulnerable, like a specimen under a scope, Stephie quickly stuffed the cash back in her purse, then she checked the time on her phone and busied herself with the wet buildings outside the car's window. ___________________________ Hey guys! Here is our pilot chapter. I hope you enjoyed. Let me know by COMMENTING, AND SHARING! Lots of ❤❤❤ -Tania

I told him. Just then police entered and arrest this pig and walked out.. I closed my eyes. What a day? Now I have to concentrate on that girl who dare to throw money on my face.. I am going for you. Be ready to see the hell... 🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠 How was the chapter dears readers?

In the process, she transformed from a lonely girl with a tragic past into a warrior who fearlessly faced life's storms. In Chapter Twenty-Six, Rita's narrative unfolded amidst the stormy seas, showcasing the depths of her character and the indomitable spirit that had carried her through her journey. Her story became a powerful testament to the human capacity to persevere, adapt, and rise above even the most turbulent of circumstances. As readers immersed themselves in this chapter, they were reminded of their inner strength and resilience.

“Woah, woah, I thought cars aren’t allowed to be driven here?” “Maybe they’re someone who has close ties with the people at the top of Lilac grounds.” “Stop talking and just get this thing out of here.” August furiously shouted at them. On the other hand, the people who were still enjoying the drinks and the company on the second floor were still waiting for the two to return. End of chapter 24

The sun charred his skin mercilessly with every step he took in the direction of where he felt the hostels were yet, he felt proud of himself. After some minutes, he got to a halt. There were two roads. Ones he hadn't expected. One of the lanes forked leftwards and took a sharp bend like a roundabout while the other went straight and seemed distant. To his sides and behind him were other students. They, too, didn't know which way led to the hostel. After a little more than ten seconds, grumbles and murmurs began to erupt all around him. He felt like he was Moses leading the Israelites to the promised land except that in this situation, he didn't want to.