Sally doesn’t like sucking on her nook anymore. She feels this
behavior is juvenile. Instead, she sucks on her fingers. Today, her
favorite digit is her thumb. Her parents always warn her that the odd
angle at which she sucks will cause her finger to have awkward
indentations. Sally never listens to this advice.
Middle school is a horrible experience for tenderhearted Sally. She is not ready to deal with the segregation of cliques. She doesn’t know where she fits in and doesn’t want to join any one group because they all annoy her in one way or another. The jocks only care about the body, at the neglect of the mind, and the nerds are just the other way around. The pretty girls could care less about compassion, but the merciful girls have not sense of style.
Office work is the bane of Sally’s sad existence. Paperwork follows typing follows drawing and then the repetition of doing all these tasks again the next hour, the next day, and the following week. Sally wants out of this monotony. She wants to have a husband support her instead of her having to take care of herself.
The wedding is a disaster. The cake tastes horrendous and the priest forgets his lines. The staff of the restaurant doubles the price of the alcohol; the crowd is most upset and not as drunk as they should be in order to have a riotous time.
Sally is sad to see her life draw to an end. She never thought she would be in a hospital dieing from lung cancer. Smoking wasn’t supposed to kill someone at age forty.
Middle school is a horrible experience for tenderhearted Sally. She is not ready to deal with the segregation of cliques. She doesn’t know where she fits in and doesn’t want to join any one group because they all annoy her in one way or another. The jocks only care about the body, at the neglect of the mind, and the nerds are just the other way around. The pretty girls could care less about compassion, but the merciful girls have not sense of style.
Office work is the bane of Sally’s sad existence. Paperwork follows typing follows drawing and then the repetition of doing all these tasks again the next hour, the next day, and the following week. Sally wants out of this monotony. She wants to have a husband support her instead of her having to take care of herself.
The wedding is a disaster. The cake tastes horrendous and the priest forgets his lines. The staff of the restaurant doubles the price of the alcohol; the crowd is most upset and not as drunk as they should be in order to have a riotous time.
Sally is sad to see her life draw to an end. She never thought she would be in a hospital dieing from lung cancer. Smoking wasn’t supposed to kill someone at age forty.
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