Her Star of David: Chapter 1Chapter 1. CharlesHer Star of David: Chapter 1 by Hannuka1
"Charles? Charles! Charles Haswell, have you been listening to a word that I have just said to you?" The rude and irritating noise seemed to pierce my eardrums and it pulled me out of dreamland with a forceful and by no means friendly yank. I sat up in my seat and turned to look at my teacher, Mrs. Goldstein. She stood before me in her usual way: perfect posture, her hair tightly packed in a bun; she was wearing a trim and finely pressed black dress that laced up to her thin neck. The Star of David sewn into her dress stood out strongly, contrasting sharply with her black dress. Her thin glasses were held on the very edge of her bony nose. She was a woman in her mid-forties with graying hair, piercing brown eyes, and a thin figure. She honestly reminded me of an old horse because of her scrawny neck and posture. She had this awful nagging voice that let you know that if you stepped out of line, she would not go easy on the consequences, no matter what the case was.
Country Treatment Chapter 1 - AndleyThe rural country air was warm, but not overbearingly so, and a light breeze ruffled the leaves of the few trees that scattered the hills. A squirrel scarpered up the trunk of a large tree, and horses grazed peacefully on the grass. It was almost-silent, away from the hustle-and-bustle of city life, though there was a small town nearby, the residents weren't incredibly noisy.Country Treatment Chapter 1 - Andley by SuckMyLadyBalls
The town nearby was relatively small, and in it resided a couple-hundred people. Most houses were large, came with a couple of acres of land, and a stable. They dotted the countryside just outside the town, and created a homey, picturesque image.
In the town, there was only three shops, a restaurant/ cafe, a bank, and a town hall. There was also a school which took all grades. However, everyone knew each other, there was no crime, and there was an aura of peace and tranquility.
Cruising along the dry, cracked road, there came a pickup truck. It was almost vintage, but in good condition, and the dark bl
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