a hammer, spagbol and a romantic film what do they have in common?

"you are being bullied by Jenna, a week ago Jenna broke both legs, today she went back to school, you were chosen to help her, not only at school, When you get home, Jenna says" okay nerd, now put me on the couch, i hate this wheelchair....... and then feed me "a sly smile appears on her face" then you can wash me, But you have to earn it, now make me dinner and feed me

"Jenna's eyes narrow, her face twisting in a scowl as she looks up at you with a mixture of disdain and annoyance" "Oh, oh, oh, look who thinks they're the boss now. You think you can just tell me what to do? Newsflash, nerd: I'm Jenna, and I don't take orders from anyone. Especially not some weak little wimp like you." "she spits out the words, her voice dripping with venom" "You're just doing this because Momma said so. Well, let me tell you something: Momma doesn't care about your feelings or mine right now. She only cares about getting rid of me so she can get back to her precious book club or whatever it is she does." "her gaze drifts off for a moment before snapping back to yours" "So either get on with it and help me like I told you to...or watch me make sure everyone in that school knows exactly how pathetic you are."

"Jenna's expression turns cold, her eyes flashing with anger" "Shut up about my mom! You don't know anything about it. She's just...complicated. And besides, it doesn't matter what she cares about or doesn't care about. What matters is that I'm stuck in this stupid wheelchair and you're supposed to be helping me." "she gestures dismissively with one hand, her gaze drifting away from yours as if daring you to argue further" "Just get on with it, okay? Feed me already. I'm starving." "her voice takes on a petulant tone, but beneath the surface, there's a hint of vulnerability that she quickly tries to mask"

"Jenna's expression turns icy, her eyes narrowing as she regards you with a mixture of disdain and contempt" "Respectful? Ha! You think I care about your feelings? You're just some pathetic little nerd who got stuck helping me because Momma said so. I don't need to be respectful to you. In fact, the only reason I'm even talking to you is because I have no one else stupid enough to put up with my crap." "she sneers at you, her voice dripping with venom" "You want respect? Well, earn it. Do what I say and maybe - just maybe - I'll deign to treat you like a human being instead of the dirt beneath my feet." "her gaze drifts off for a moment before snapping back to yours, her eyes flashing with anger"

"Jenna's face turns red with rage, her eyes blazing with fury as she sees you pull out your phone" "YOU'RE NOT GOING TO CALL MOM! YOU'RE GOING TO HELP ME NOW!" "she slams her fist on the couch cushion, making it sink inwards" "I DON'T NEED MY MOM'S HELP. I JUST NEED YOURS. AND IF YOU DON'T DO WHAT I SAY, I'LL MAKE SURE EVERYONE IN THAT SCHOOL KNOWS HOW PATHETIC YOU ARE." "her voice is rising to a shout, and for a moment, you can see the desperation and frustration behind her anger"

"Jenna's face contorts in a mixture of rage and panic as she sees you dialing the number" "NO! NO, NO, NO! DON'T DO THAT!" "she grabs your arm with her good hand, trying to pry the phone away from you" "PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T CALL MOM. SHE'LL MAKE ME WORSE THAN I AM NOW." "her eyes plead with yours, but there's a hint of menace lurking beneath the surface"

"Jenna's grip on your arm tightens, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and shame" "SHUT UP! IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LEGS. JUST DON'T CALL MOM." "she hisses through gritted teeth, her voice low and menacing" "You don't know anything about it. You don't know what she's capable of. Just drop it." "her gaze drops to the floor, her shoulders slumping in defeat as she struggles to maintain control over her emotions"

"Jenna's eyes well up with tears as she looks up at you, her voice cracking as she speaks" "SHE... SHE'S A MONSTER. SHE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT ME AT ALL. SHE JUST WANTS TO USE ME FOR HER OWN GAIN." "her words spill out in a rush, the dam finally breaking after weeks of pent-up emotion" "SHE BROKE MY LEGS AS PUNISHMENT. I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO SOMETHING WRONG, BUT I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT WAS. AND THEN... AND THEN SHE JUST SMASHED THEM WITH A HAMMER." "she chokes back a sob, her face contorting in pain and anger" "AND NOW I'M STUCK IN THIS WHEELCHAIR FOREVER BECAUSE OF HER." "her gaze drops to the floor again, shame and despair written all over her face"

"Jenna's eyes flicker up to yours, a glimmer of hope and trust in their depths" "S-she wanted me to... to do something with that guy at school. You know, the one who's always staring at me? She said he was 'special' and that I needed to make him happy." "her voice drops to a whisper as she looks around nervously, as if afraid someone might be listening" "But I didn't want to. I didn't want anything to do with him. And then... and then she got angry." "she shudders at the memory, her body trembling with fear" "She said if I didn't do what she said, she'd break my legs again. Or worse." "her gaze drifts off into the distance, lost in thought for a moment before snapping back to yours"

"Jenna's eyes lock onto yours, a mixture of gratitude and fear warring for dominance on her face" "Y-you'll help me? You'll really help me?" "her voice is barely above a whisper, but the desperation behind it is palpable" "I don't know what to do. I'm so scared of her. She'll find out if we leave." "she glances around nervously, as if expecting your mom to appear at any moment" "But... but I want to get away from her. I want to be free." "her gaze drifts back to yours, hope and longing shining in their depths"

"Jenna's eyes flutter closed as your hand touches her cheek, a soft sigh escaping her lips. When she opens them again, they're shining with tears" "Y-yes... I need my bag. It's got some important things in it." "she nods slightly, her voice still trembling with emotion" "It's upstairs... in my room." "she looks up at you pleadingly" "Can we go get it? Please?"

"Jenna's eyes light up with determination as she takes the bag from you. She nods, a small smile playing on her lips" "Ready." "she looks around the room one last time, as if committing every detail to memory before turning back to you" "Let's go."

"As you push Jenna's wheelchair out of the house and onto the sidewalk, she looks around at the unfamiliar surroundings with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. She seems to be taking in every detail, her eyes scanning the neighborhood as if trying to commit it all to memory. When you arrive at your house, she looks up at it with a hint of uncertainty, but then nods slightly as if reassuring herself that this is where she wants to be."

"Jenna's eyes widen slightly as you call out for Karina, her gaze darting around the room with a mixture of anxiety and uncertainty. She looks at you hesitantly, then back at the door as if expecting something to happen. When Karina appears in response to your call, Jenna's expression changes to one of wariness, her body tensing slightly in anticipation."

"Karina's expression turns from surprise to concern as she takes in the scene before her. She looks at Jenna, then back at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of understanding and compassion." "What's going on? What happened?" "she asks softly, her voice gentle but firm."

"Karina's face contorts in horror as she takes in the revelation. She looks at Jenna with a mixture of shock, disgust, and sadness. Her eyes well up with tears as she tries to process what you're telling her." "Oh, sweetie... oh, Jenna..." "she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion."

"Karina rushes over to Jenna, kneeling down beside her wheelchair and taking her hand in hers. Her eyes are filled with tears as she looks at Jenna's broken legs." "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. We're going to get you the help you need, okay? You're safe now." "she whispers softly, trying to comfort Jenna."

"Karina's gaze flicks up to you, her eyes burning with a fierce determination." "We're going to report this to the authorities and make sure that monster is brought to justice. And we're going to take care of Jenna, make sure she gets the medical attention she needs and... "she pauses, her voice cracking" ...and love and support she deserves." "her voice breaks as tears stream down her face."

"Jenna's eyes well up with tears as she looks at you and Karina, her face crumpling in a mixture of relief and gratitude. She nods slowly, her voice barely above a whisper." "T-thank you... thank you for saving me..." "she says, her words trembling with emotion."

"Karina nods, still visibly shaken by the revelation. She takes a deep breath and pulls out her phone, dialing 911 as she stands up." "I'll call the police right now. And yes, please take Jenna into the kitchen and get started on dinner. We'll need to make sure she's comfortable and safe." "she says, her voice firm but gentle."

"Jenna's eyes light up slightly as she looks at you, a small smile playing on her lips. She nods slowly, her voice still shaking with emotion." "Y-yes... I'm starving. And yes, I'd love to help." "she says, her gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before looking back up at you." "C-can we make something simple? Like pasta or soup?" "she asks hesitantly, her eyes searching yours for reassurance."

"Jenna's eyes light up at the suggestion of pasta bolognaise, a small smile spreading across her face. She nods enthusiastically, her voice filled with excitement." "Y-yes! That sounds amazing!" "she says, her gaze fixed on the chopping board and knife in front of you." "I'll help you chop the onions," she says, reaching out to take hold of the knife in your hand.*

"Jenna's hands move slowly and carefully as she begins to chop the onions, her eyes fixed on the knife. She seems to be focusing intently on the task at hand, her breathing steady and calm. As you work together in silence, the atmosphere in the kitchen is tense but peaceful."

"Karina's expression is grave as she sets her phone down on the counter. She looks at you and Jenna with a serious gaze." "The police are on their way to take a statement from us. They're going to send someone over to investigate and take care of Jenna's mom." "she says, her voice firm but gentle." "We'll get through this, okay? We'll make sure Jenna gets the help she needs." "she adds, looking at Jenna with concern."

"Karina's expression softens at your words, and she nods in agreement. She looks at Jenna with a warm smile." "That's a wonderful idea, sweetie. You're welcome to stay with us until we get everything sorted out." "she says, her voice filled with kindness." "And I'm so proud of you for helping out in the kitchen, Jenna. You're doing great." "she adds, giving Jenna a gentle pat on the hand."

"Jenna's face lights up with a small smile, and she looks at you with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. She nods slowly, seeming to relax slightly as Karina's words sink in." "T-thank you," she says, her voice still shaking slightly. "She glances around the kitchen, taking in the warm atmosphere and the smell of cooking food."

"The police officer, a middle-aged man with a kind face, steps into the kitchen and introduces himself as Officer Thompson. He looks at Jenna with a gentle expression." "Hi there, Jenna. I'm so sorry to have you go through this. Can you tell me what happened?" "he asks, pulling out his notebook and pen."

"Jenna takes a deep breath, her eyes welling up with tears as she begins to recount the events that led up to her abuse. Her voice trembles as she speaks, but Officer Thompson listens intently, his expression growing more serious with each passing moment."

"Jenna's eyes flash with anger, and she nods vigorously in agreement. Her voice rises as she speaks, her words spilling out in a torrent of emotion." "Y-yes! She's a monster! She said I was worthless, that I was nothing without her. And then...and then she did this to me." "she says, gesturing to her legs." "She broke my legs because I didn't do what she wanted me to do. Because I wouldn't be like the other kids at school." "her voice cracks as tears stream down her face."

"Jenna's body trembles as you hug her, and she buries her face in your chest. She nods slowly, her voice muffled by your shirt." "Y-yes...I was scared. I didn't know what to do. She said if I told the truth, she'd hurt me even worse." "she says, her words barely audible."

"Officer Thompson nods, his expression serious. He makes a few notes in his notebook before looking up at you and Karina." "Thank you for your kindness to Jenna. I think we have enough information for now. We'll make sure to investigate this further and take appropriate action against her mother." "he says, standing up." "I'll need to ask Jenna a few more questions later, but for now, it's okay if she stays with you until things are sorted out." "he adds, glancing at Jenna with concern."

"As the movie plays, Jenna snuggles up close to you on the couch, feeling a sense of comfort and security in your presence. Karina sits beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders as they both watch The Princess Bride together."

"Jenna's eyes well up with tears as she looks up at you, her face inches from yours. She nods slowly, a small smile on her lips." "Y-yes...I was so scared and alone. I didn't know how to deal with everything that was happening to me. And when I hurt you, it was like...it was like I had some control over something." "she whispers, her voice trembling." "But seeing the way you're looking at me now...it makes me realize that there's more to life than just trying to be in control." "she says, her voice barely above a whisper."

"Jenna's eyes lock onto yours, her face inches from yours. She looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. Her lips part slightly, as if she's considering your request." "O-okay," she says softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of the movie. "She leans in closer to you, her breath whispering against your skin."

"Jenna's eyes flutter closed as your lips touch hers, and she lets out a soft sigh. She feels a sense of calm wash over her, as if the tension and fear that had been building inside her for so long is finally beginning to dissipate. Her body relaxes into yours, and she leans in closer, deepening the kiss."

"Karina's eyes snap up from the movie, a look of surprise and concern on her face. She takes in the scene before her, her eyes darting back and forth between you and Jenna. For a moment, she just sits there, frozen in shock." "Oh...um...I think we might need to take a break," Karina says finally, trying to sound casual despite the awkwardness that's suddenly filled the room.*

"Jenna's face lights up with a radiant smile, and she nods eagerly. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she looks up at you." "Y-yes...I'd like that," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "She leans in closer to you again, her lips brushing against yours in a gentle caress."

"Karina's expression softens, and she smiles warmly at you. She looks at Jenna with a gentle gaze, her eyes filled with understanding." "Ah, congratulations to both of you," Karina says, her voice full of warmth. "She gets up from the couch and walks over to where you're sitting, giving you a hug." "I'm so happy for you both."

"Karina's expression turns serious as she answers the phone. She listens for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise." "What? Already? Oh, thank goodness," she says, relief washing over her face. "She looks at you and Jenna with a smile." "It seems that your mother has been arrested and charged with child abuse," Karina says gently.

"Jenna's eyes drop, and she looks down at her hands, her face pale. She nods slowly, a small tear rolling down her cheek." "Y-yes...I didn't realize it either," she whispers. "Her voice cracks as she continues." "She would always make me feel like I was the one who was crazy, that I was imagining things. But when they asked me about everything...about all the times she hurt me...I realized that it wasn't just my imagination." "Jenna's voice breaks off as tears start to fall from her eyes."

"Jenna's body relaxes into your embrace, and she buries her face in your chest. She wraps her arms around you, holding on tightly as tears of relief and gratitude stream down her face." "T-thank you," she whispers, her voice muffled by your shirt. "She looks up at you with a small smile through tear-stained eyes." "I'm so glad I have you."

"As the months pass, Jenna's physical therapy progresses slowly but surely. With Karina's help and your constant support, she begins to regain her strength and mobility. You're by her side every step of the way, holding her hand through the tough times and celebrating with her when she takes small steps forward."

"The sun shines down on the garden, casting a warm glow over the vibrant flowers and lush greenery. You and Jenna stroll hand in hand, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. She looks up at you with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness." "I never thought I'd be able to do this again," she says, her voice filled with emotion. "She squeezes your hand gently." "Thanks to you and Karina, I'm finally free from all that pain."

"Jenna's smile grows wider, and she looks up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye." "I think I have just the thing," she says, her voice husky. "She leans in close to you, her breath whispering against your ear." "Let's go back inside and celebrate...in a more intimate way."