"Fake" Business

For my business that I am creating for Media Writing class, I have decided to open up a doggy daycare. The daycare will include services such as grooming, lessons, boarding, and of course a daycare. I haven't come up with a business name yet, I am not sure if we have to do that yet or if we will discuss that in a later class. The business however, will be placed on a big piece of land away from major highways and routes to ensure the safety of pets. There will be jungle gyms and plenty of room and activities for dogs to participate in. It will be a friendly, safe environment where dog lovers can bring their pups!

Bachelorette Breakdown

She applied the final touch of make up to her porcelain skin and stared back at herself.  She was glowing with pre wedding bliss. She could hardly wait to walk down the aisle and see the man of her dreams standing, waiting with a bountiful amount of love to offer her for the rest of their days together.

            The doorbell rang; she swung the door open and her bridal party stampeded in like a herd of wild animals. Their chatter and laughs instantly filled the room that was only minutes ago filled with just her thoughts alone. Her friends gawked over how beautiful she looked while pulling at her like some sort of life sized Barbie doll. “Enough, enough!” she shouted, “let’s get this party started!”

            The limo honked outside the house, three exaggerated beeps. They all screamed with excitement and rushed to the door. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!”  Britt the maid of honor quickly blurted out, “Before we all leave and get ahead of ourselves, I do have one request. We must all turn off and leave our cell phones here. This is a girl’s night. A night to celebrate and cherish the engagement of Sarah. No distractions.” They all agreed and piled their phones on top of one another on the coffee table. Without hesitation after doing so, they all sprinted to the limo. The night had begun.

            The next morning was fuzzy. Slowly awakening, they all groaned about how shitty they felt. The night was a success however, each one of them satisfied with the outcome of the party. Slowly making their way out of bed and into the kitchen, they all talked and laughed over freshly brewed coffee and pancakes about the previous night events. “Holy shit, our phones!” Sarah said. She ran to the coffee table in the living room and quickly powered on her device. “Mark is going to be livid that I forgot to call when I got in!” she stressed. Finally the phone was up and running. 27 missed calls and 14 new voicemails. The startling shock of such a site forced her knees to collapse and her gut to sink.  She entered her four digit password put the phone up to her ear and listened through to the other end.

            She flung her face into her lap and let out the most heart wrenching sob. Her friends quickly surrounded her and comforted her but didn’t know what for. Britt took the phone and listened to the message Sarah had just received.  The phone slipped from her hand and she too dropped next to her friend, wrapping her arms tightly around her comforting her like a child.  

            “Sarah it’s your mother, where are you?! There has been an accident. Mark’s apartment building caught on fire last night. He isn’t looking too good honey. He is in a coma and the doctors aren’t sure if he’ll make it. Oh honey, please call me when you get this, we’re all so worried. This isn’t how I wanted you to find out this sort of news. Please when you get this message meet us all at the hospital. Mark needs you by his side now more than ever.”