My son Billy got stoned today.He was really stoned.
Oh i'm sorry my friend Billy was stoned. Me and him got really stoned.
Billy is that you?
Hey Jill! Yeah its me Billy, I was stoned today. I hate the lottery.
Stone- fear, death. Box- power and fear
Billy!!! I can't believe it's you. Im sorry you had to die.
Hey dad, it's fine I've seen so many of our friends down here.
There goes my old man," Mrs. Delacroix said. She held her breath while her husband went forward. The morning of June 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a full-summer day; the flowers were blossoming
We need to stop the lottery because we are losing good people like my son Billy. He is now a skeleton.
Yeah it's me billy, and I'm back! Stop the lottery and make us in the under world happy.
Yeah I'm sorry but we can't so see ya.
Grass was richly green- this shows personification The morning of June 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a full-summer day; the flowers were blossoming
Well I will keep trying Billy now you need to stay here and wait. I will come back.
Ok dad. Don't let them do this to anymore people.