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Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "A Man is Known by the Company He Keeps" (without using the actual phrase). (01/31/08)
- TITLE: At Sunset
By Grace .
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Sunset covered the world in a blanket of black and stars. Isabella and Heather, a blond head and a red head, headed down the street toward their homes. The air was cool, and every thing was calm. Nothing stirred.
Heather stopped. “Izzy, I’m going to stop hear. Okay? You go on home by yourself.”
Izzy gave her friend a queer look and said, “Alright. If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. Bye Izzy.” Heather said waving as Izzy walked away. The world around Izzy became black as the sun set all the way.
Heather had been acting odd lately. She would come to school with faint rings under her eyes and a face as white as a ghost. She barely would talk, and when she did she would only mutter. Izzy observed she seemed to try to avoid everybody. Heather’s breathing seemed more difficult also. Izzy had to find out what was the matter with her best friend.
When Izzy got home, she found pea soup waiting for her at the table. She said a quick prayer then sat down and helped herself.
“Hey Mom.” Izzy said as her mother walked in the room. “Tomorrow I would like to stay at school late. I want to do some studying in the library. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, that is fine. How late? And when would you like me to pick you up?” Her mother answered.
“Um, how about six thirty?”
The next day after school, Izzy hung around the library for a while like she had promised her mother she would. Heather had shown up appearing tired as usual. What had happened yesterday when Izzy had left her alone? Had her friend walked home on her own? Izzy had also decided to hang around the library to wait for Heather to leave. She stayed to do home work every day.
Izzy finally saw Heather leaving. Izzy followed her out the door, down the street, then to a quiet stop in town. There Heather stopped and glanced around. Looking uneasy, she disappeared down an alley.
Izzy gasped. She hadn’t known what her friend was doing, but she would never have guessed Heather was vanishing down alleys. Reluctantly, Izzy followed. She stopped short when she found her friend talking to a strange girl. The girl glanced up, glared at Izzy, nodded at Heather, then left.
“Isabella.” Heather said with no emotion in her voice. “Why are here? You’re not going to convince me to go back. No way.”
“What?” Izzy stared at her friend. She hadn’t called her Izzy like she always did. “What is going on? Why are you here? What do you me you won’t come back?”
“Fine. I’ll tell you, but only because you’re my friend. A month ago the girl you saw brought me here. She said she knew I was having problems with my family. She had been spying on me.” Izzy didn’t know Heather was having problems. She would have helped had she known.
“She promised happiness.” Heather continued. “Happiness was what I needed at the time. I came. She hadn’t mentioned what would happen if I came with her so, as you can imagine, I was caught off guard. They threatened my every time I came. So, with nothing else to do, I joined the gang. We can’t be friends any more, Izzy. I’m going to join them. Nobody will be able to find me.” A tear ran down her face. “Goodbye.” Heather turned.
“I can help!” Izzy said desperately. “You could have told me.”
“No. Goodbye.” Heather walked away. That was the last Izzy ever saw of her best friend.
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