

CelebrationLate Saturday one night, BRITTANY is killed in a car accident by a drunk driver.Celebration
The friends and family of Brittany reflect on her life one Monday at bible study in a non- denominational church. LAURA, BRITTANYs best friend has a difficult time accepting her death.
(LAURA slowly goes to a seat on the last pew in the church; she is unable to sit still. Other people begin to come in the church. They start to sit on the pews in any random place. The PREACHER stands at the podium.)
PREACHER: (With sympathy) Come in everyone, please sit. We have gathered here today to reflect on the life of


A Rainy Day of ThreeA Rainy Day of ThreeA Rainy Day of Three
I got dressed to go play for a beautiful sunny day. I had my shoes, my cap, my bat, and my ball. I ran to the door. “RAIN! Why today?,” I exclaimed.
My mom was there and agreed it wasn’t fair. My mom then picked me up and sat me on her lap.
She told me of her childhood, Her rainy days, the things that she did while it poured outside.
She and I relived her rainy days, Now my rainy days - no - our rainy days.
Together we played; Together we passed this once unfortunate day.
As we created these


Cool or FoolCool or FoolCool or Fool
How many of y’all are forced to this thing like me? I know y’all out there.
Wake up before the sun just so you won’t be late. I understand.
Some of y’all work in a building and flip burgers all day. Y’all may think you have it bad, But actually y’all are kind of lucky.
See y’all have indoor plumbing and a little A/C. But me, I don’t have that much liberty.
I work countless hours with the wind as my A/C. And those “Portie-Potties,” please I’d rather hold me.
Honestly, as I complain or even gloat,
I wouldn’t trad


A Blessed LifeA Blessed LifeA Blessed Life
I wake up in a one bed one apartment.
I take a lukewarm shower. I eat some cereal.
I get in my used pick up truck
And I go to work at a low waged store.
After work, I go to Rainbow Foods And I buy a few groceries.
I return home And I go to sleep
And repeat the cycle.
by `foureyes
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