Shawn Long Way Down Novels & Stories

Do you want to know what is new, we won the game, let me say it again WE WON THE GAME! When we won, at first it was more of a shock, I could see that the coach did not know what to do. He looked left and right than us. The opposite team congratulated us when we were back to earth and their coach shook hands with our shocked coach. When we went to shower and change the guys were crazy and started to yell, scream they called everyone they knew the atmosphere was on fire. Some even cried, Keith, being one of them. When the situation became a bit calmer, everyone agreed we are going to go to Grandma's burgers to celebrate, from what I understand Grandma's burgers belongs to David’s family. That

“Your enthusiasm is heart-warming.” Within a few minutes Maddison was on the road heading towards their destination. Liliana, the self-appointed DJ, began to play music from her phone after connecting it to the car’s stereo. A few tracks later, their favourite song came on and the sing along began. Maddison knew her singing was slightly bad to average, at best. The difference between her and the songstress Liliana was like night and day. Nevertheless she persisted. The afternoon traffic was steadily building and the car gradually came to a stop. Liliana stared nervously at her watch and it didn’t take a mind reader to know what she was thinking.

Crystal's voice is so clear and high. "Cause every night I lie in bed, the brightest colors fill my head, a million dreams are keeping me awake, I think of what the world could be, a vision of the one I see, a million dreams is all it's gonna take, a million dreams for the world we're gonna made..." The 4 of us sang the chorus part, the verse 3 and verse 4 was sang by Shaina and Alexis. "All of you did great today, we've picked 3, but now we can't reveal it, just wait for our text message. It will be sent today, batch 20 get inside please." We get out of the room, I'm finding Gabby.

When Adam saw him, he gave him a cold greeting and then went back to concentrating on his own order. Shàng Wèi, who was not used to being treated with indifference, felt a surge of anger. Then, to quell the demon that had awakened in him, he started guzzling one beer after another non-stop. Soon he needed the toilet. He made his way to the toilet at a shaky pace, but the queue was very long as was customary at weekends. Moreover, the discomfort he was already feeling had become even more acute. He was about to leave the premises to do his business outside when he bumped into someone else.

. " I said in anger. "Really? " said Layo. I nodded then say "I will now take the night shift. I think it's something that has to do with protecting our reputation. " I said. "Well it can be a good thing you know? " said Layo. "My entire schedule has been altered and you find it cool? " I retorted. Layo smiled then said "Look, you can't bring yourself to tell Peter to stop coming right? " "Yes. " I quickly replied. "Well if you will handle the night shift henceforth, then am sure he can't come around. Except he wants to watch cartoon with your mother too. " said Layo. I laughed then said "You are one dumb but smart buddy you know. I'll just tell Peter my shift has changed so I won't be at ho

I finally let Hendrix win as I watch Willow walk to the Barracks. “It’s about damn time!” he mocks. “Welcome back to reality, my friend, we’ve been expecting you.” Is she, like, my girlfriend now? I haven’t had a girlfriend in so long… “She’s our mate,” Hendrix growls. “HOLDENNNN!” Father’s voice invades my head. Shit.

"Ian Sadler, the anesthesiologist during your surgery." I hurriedly asked whether he heard me. Sasha merely gave me a look, which was enough to explain everything. I silently cursed, accidentally tugging on my sutures in my agitation. I cried for Sasha to give me painkillers. Sasha pushed the baby to me and asked whether I had a name for it. I thought about it for a long time, ultimately settling on Neo Gray. Neo represented a new beginning, which was what I wanted. "His name will be Neo Gray."

I couldn't buy a bottle of water, couldn't call a ride, couldn't even prove who I was. The strength drained from my legs. The weight of it all, the night, the escape, the crushing oversight of my own life, became too much to bear. I sat down, right there in the grimy pavement of the street, my back against the cold brick wall. The tears didn't come; it was a numbness deeper than despair. How could I have let this thing overtake my entire world? Just then, a sleek, silent taxi, a driverless pod of polished black metal, pulled up to the curb beside me. Its door slid open with a hushed, expensive sigh. A disembodied, pleasant voice emanated from within. "Taxi for Angelina O'Shea."

I'm going to shred that fucking hemp T-shirt in the centre. He's going to take it off his shoulders. "Can I get you another drink?" I'm about to bite. Bennett's brow is wonderfully arched. If I've ever seen one, it's a picture of fake innocence. His eyes are still full of malice. "You appear somewhat dehydrated." By the time I'm well enough to no longer be a direct threat to his life, Foster The People's "Pumped Up Kicks" is playing in the living room, and practically everyone is dancing as if they've forgotten that we're a losing team, we're adults, and this isn't a fucking frat house.

"Is Mr. Shaw not doing well?" I nodded, my throat choking with emotion. Aiden did not ask any more questions. He simply took his phone out of his pocket. "Give me the payment slip." "Aiden, no need..." "Give it to me." He scanned the barcode on the slip and paid 50,000 dollars. "Consider this a personal loan to you. Don't worry about paying it back right away. The foundation has an aid program for advanced stomach cancer patients. I'll submit your application this afternoon. Don't be afraid. I'm here for you."