ASPCA Short Stories

Now, lets gets to going.” At the bottom of the driveway, Estelle Louise turns to Clemmy Sue and ask, “Can we be stopping and checkin’ my mail?” “Ain’t gonna happen, cause that mailbox be sitting square in the middle of a water bog,” Clemmy Sue skedaddles down the road fighting the wind and blinding rain every mile of the way. Thirty minutes later, they pull into the empty gravel parking lot outside of Ruby’s Diner and park close to the front door. Before they venture into the Diner, they take their sweet time to apply a fresh coat of lipstick and run a comb through their soaking wet

“Mother Superior, the detective requests for your presence in the interview room,” one of the elder nuns said after knocking three times on Sister Helena’s door. A quick wave of anxiety came over her as she processed what the elder nun told her. Sister Helena did not expect to be called upon that soon. She thought she would be the last one to handle the detective that day. With eyes closed, she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

In the foothills of the Putney Mountains located southwest of Charleston, West Virginia, is a little city, called Howardsville with a dark history. Ernest Cassidy, an elderly man lived in the two-story-house near the foothills was familiar with the myths, legends and lies, involving the city. The townspeople suspected him of being involved, but no one knew to what extent. The mysteries of Putney Mountain began years earlier when several strange and scary events happened and upset the residents of Howardsville leading to the legends, mysteries, and lies, which are still around to this day. For several years, Mr. Cassidy went outside the home only to collect cans and bottles using an old grocery cart.

Most, if not all, have probably already seen the ASPCA commercial with Sarah McLachlan and know how excruciatingly depressing and emotional the commercial is. It screams success from since the commercial was aired in 2007, and yet, still serves its purpose head on. The simplicity of this commercial has raised over $30 million since it was first aired on T.V., making it the most successful fundraising efforts yet. Be aware that in 2014, the ASPCA annual budget was roughly $14.4 million. (ASPCA Annual Report 2014, 2015).

When talking about hiring a man to help out on the farm, Ann’s understanding of John’s thoughts allows her to be able to “keep her silence”(Ross, 230). John does not want an extra pair of hands to help out with the farm because he enjoys the hard work that it provides him and the satisfaction he gets at the end of the day from the feeling that he was productive. For this reason Ann is able to understand John’s thoughts and keeps quiet, because she recognises how special the farm is to him. Over the time that Ann and John have been in a relationship they have grown with each other and gained a deep knowledge of each other nature. When John’s body is found lying in the snow, they could not believe that he had risked the storm, but Ann understood that “if you knew him, though-John would try”(243).

I’m William Dilley, I was camping with neighbors when this tragic event unfortunately happened. We thought we were safe but the big clouds of ashes kept approaching. There were people camping on the other side of us, but unfortunately they didn't make it. Martha is my neighbor and her and I were sent out here to investigate the mountain.

Ann is isolated with no one to talk to, and has to resort to speaking to herself, slowly convincing herself in doubt, with no one to set her straight

Aaron Kassel dashed through the treeline into an open field. He stood there momentarily catching his breath, before continuing up the slight incline in front of him. The air was crisp and sweet, nothing like it was in the real world. As Aaron reached the crest of the hill he could see a great castle in the distance, its flags fluttered in the breeze and a great horn sounded. The drawbridge of the castle slowly opened to make a passage across the chasm.

“So whose your new body guard?” “Daddy hired him to build a ramp for mama so she can get around the garden.” She dropped her voice, “Asa thinks he might be a revenue man sent down to spy and get the lay of the land. He’s been asking a lot of questions – real nosy-like.” They had stopped in front of a small building as Buddy glanced over her shoulder to look at Jake and said, “Is that right?”Then he turned back to Nell with a look of wild joy.

He pushed the false memory out of his mind. Often he was troubled with these false memories. They didn’t hold any importance to him, as he knows what they are and how he can stop them. He resumed his chess game in the Chestnut Tree Cafe, but then a piercing trumpet call cracked through the air. Everybody in town knew what that meant, victory.

Sugar and Sylvia walk to the toy store and as they are about to enter, Sylvia is reluctant to open the door. She conveys, “Not that I’m scared, what’s there to be afraid of, just a toy store. But I feel funny, shame. But what I got to be shamed about? Got as much right to go in as anybody.

He looks important. She feels intimidated and considers her situation, “Uh oh, I better leave him alone. He’s very big, and I’m so small.” Next to him is an older back and white female who looks bored, but accessible. “Hello” enquires Suzy timidly, “Can you tell me why all of us are here?”

• Judy picks up the phone, then dials a number. INT. BECKY’S LIVING ROOM – DAY • Becky is lying on the couch. •

Gee whiz, the animals are important. We all know that somehow, they would have gotten the ballpark fixed up without using dirty money. Come on now, the poor animals are unable to survive alone, and sometimes they need a little help,” she said and looked as though she was going to cry. “Mary, you tell them because I stutter,” Ernest yelled and

Alex we need to go!” she yelled to her younger brother who was playing in the woods. “Already? Can't we stay here a little longer?” He pouted, giving his older sister an innocent look.