Ten more steps.

If he could take ten more steps it would be over, but his legs
wouldn't move. He tried to will them to work, but they wouldn't listen to his
brain. Ten more steps and it would be over but it didn't appear he would be able to
do it.
Twenty-five stars were neatly placed on the piece of paper. There was room for five
more stars but they would be difficult ones to earn. It had taken years to earn the
first twenty-five, and they were considered the "easy" ones.
Her eyebrows were a shade darker than her hair. They were thick and almost
horizontal, emphasizing the depth of her eyes. She was rather handsome than
beautiful. Her face was captivating by reason of a certain frankness of expression
and a contradictory subtle play of features. Her manner was engaging.
Balloons are pretty and come in different colors, different shapes, different
sizes, and they can even adjust sizes as needed. But don't make them too big or
they might just pop, and then bye-bye balloon. It'll be gone and lost for the rest
of mankind. They can serve a variety of purposes, from decorating to water balloon
wars. You just have to use your head to think a little bit about what to do with
them.
She was aware that things could go wrong. In fact, she had trained her entire life
in anticipation that things would go wrong one day. She had quiet confidence as she
started to see that this was the day that all her training would be worthwhile and
useful. At this point, she had no idea just how wrong everything would go that day.
Finding the truth wouldn't be easy, that's for sure. Then there was the question of
whether or not Jane really wanted to know the truth. That's the thing that bothered
her most. It wasn't the difficulty of actually finding out what happened that was
the obstacle, but having to live with that information once it was found.
Many people say that life isn't like a bed of roses. I beg to differ. I think that
life is quite like a bed of roses. Just like life, a bed of roses looks pretty on
the outside, but when you're in it, you find that it is nothing but thorns and
pain. I myself have been pricked quite badly.
Love isn't always a ray of sunshine. That's what the older girls kept telling her
when she said she had found the perfect man. She had thought this was simply bitter
talk on their part since they had been unable to find true love like hers. But now
she had to face the fact that they may have been right. Love may not always be a
ray of sunshine. That is unless they were referring to how the sun can burn.
His mother had always taught him not to ever think of himself as better than
others. He'd tried to live by this motto. He never looked down on those who were
less fortunate or who had less money than him. But the stupidity of the group of
people he was talking to made him change his mind.
"What is the best way to get what you want?" she asked. He looked down at the
ground knowing that she wouldn't like his answer. He hesitated, knowing that the
truth would only hurt. How was he going to tell her that the best way for him to
get what he wanted was to leave her?
They needed to find a place to eat. The kids were beginning to get grumpy in the
back seat and if they didn't find them food soon, it was just a matter of time
before they were faced with a complete meltdown. Even knowing this, the solution
wasn't easy. Everyone in the car had a different opinion on where the best place to
eat would be with nobody agreeing with the suggestions of the others. It seemed to
be an impossible no-win situation where not everyone would be happy no matter where
they decided to eat which in itself would lead to a meltdown. Yet a decision needed
to be made and it needed to be made quickly.
I don’t like cats and they don’t like me. I used to be allergic to them and I would
get stuffed up and have hives. That doesn’t seem to happen anymore. But I still
don’t like them. I lived with 3 cats that were not good at peeing in the litter
box. They seemed to find something important to me and pee on it. Most of the time
they peed on photographs or papers that would be ruined. Cats also bring fleas into
the house. There is nothing worse than having to flea dip cats and also flea bomb a
home. That is why I don’t like cats.
He heard the crack echo in the late afternoon about a mile away. His heart started
racing and he bolted into a full sprint. "It wasn't a gunshot, it wasn't a
gunshot," he repeated under his breathlessness as he continued to sprint.
It's always good to bring a slower friend with you on a hike. If you happen to come
across bears, the whole group doesn't have to worry. Only the slowest in the group
do. That was the lesson they were about to learn that day.
The lone lamp post of the one-street town flickered, not quite dead but definitely
on its way out. Suitcase by her side, she paid no heed to the light, the street or
the town. A car was coming down the street and with her arm outstretched and thumb
in the air, she had a plan.