Boyd," he starts, "is that your story lacks any trace of ambiance or character development."I exploded, "What?! That's a lie! Did you even read the da...n thing?"He got up and started walking towards his in-class office."I'm sorry, Ms. Boyd. What's done is done."I followed him into the office."You don't understand," I cried, "I have a chance to get a full-ride scholarship at Princeton. That C will mess up everything!"Shapiro just shrugged.I looked up at him as he is ten inches taller than. Thinking that I knew what that question was, I smiled, and he lifted the phone to eye level. I heard the shutter of its camera click a couple of times. He studied the results, then moving slightly took another couple.C suddenly stirred, and quickly he turned away. But she was only shifting position in her sleep. She swallowed and uttered something incomprehensible without waking, then bent her extended leg and pulled it up to mirror the other. Without realising it, she had made her position. . as part of a punishment. While, I did not commit murder, I did something for which I could not find absolution. I disobeyed and betrayed my king. I rejected his attentions. I not only refused my king, but I had the audacity to love another. From the moment of my birth, my fate was to become consort to the king. My every whim instantly satisfied, my ego unbelievably coddled. I lived a life of privilege and thought that the king would indulge my every wish. At a young age, the king's wizard. I began to knead the two globes in front of me, and as I did so, I said, "This is going to hurt a lot. You've earned every one of these though. I'll stop only when I think you are really ready for me to stop. Don't try to tell me when that is, either. I'll know, and I promise you I won't go too far."She began to cry quietly. I knew she didn't like the fact that she wasn't in control, but I also knew that she simply had to learn that there were consequences to her actions. I was not.