1D Fanfic - Chapter 2, Surprise Plans I sigh and yawn. Morning already? I shake my head, trying wake myself a bit, but end up simply letting my long red hair fly into my face. I stretch out my arms and legs, head plopping back down onto my pillow, closing my eyes. I smile, until I feel my toes reaching something soft at the bottom of my bed. I open my eyes to see Niall. At the foot of my bed. Just lying there. “WHAT THE HELL!?” I scream, seeing he was cuddling a bottle of alcohol and a Nandos bag. Niall wakes up, not seeming to notice me. He holds up the alcohol, screaming “ZAYN! WHAT IS THIS CREATURE DOING IN MY BED!?!” I cover my ears, and hear a
1D Fanfic - Chapter One - Gonna be Fun I lay in bed staring at the ceiling of my room, bored. Bright light from outside shines in through the window. I sit up as my iPhone rings, grabbing it off my bed stand. It’s an unknown number. Who could that be? I decide to answer it, just out of curiosity. “Hello?” I say into the phone once I press answer. “Hi there, is this Anna?” I hear a male voice ask, and can somewhat make out a British accent. “Yeah.... Who is this?” I reply, frowning. Who could that be? I don’t really know very many British guys. “Niall! She’s on the phone!” The voice yells, “Catch!”
Residential School Persuasive EssayAn essay I wrote about Canadian residential schools, look them up if you do not know about them, they were horrible. Anyways, PLEEEASE CRITIQUE!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Residential School Survivors Left Alone in Their Suffering Residential schools have only all been shut down recently (The last one in 1955), though they have been hated since the first schools were built, and first innocent children were taken. The survivors do not often engage in our Canadian economy, though they have learned English and other skills. Most survivors became drug addicts and alcoholics from grief, and it has been passed on from generation to generation. They have lost their languages, lost the trust between their friends and families, and lost the respect and relationships they had within their tribes, some had never even seen their families again after leaving the schools. Residential school survivors need and deserve further healing from the government.