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gliding through the sky. Damian is looking out the window trying to make out what it is he is seeing. This thing in the sky seems to catch everyone 's attention because they slow their driving. Normally no one would pay attention right now because we’re already seeing U.S jets, but these jets had a weird painting on the sides. “Syrus.. that’s a German jet.” he says, still looking into the sky. I begin to drive faster when I see more and more German jets coming through the sky as well as…

in for a hug, and I could feel the gusts of wind travel its way into my clothes. I snapped out of my trance, and I stood up to observe my surroundings. I was surrounded by blue water, such a deep blue that I couldn 't see what was under me. The sky was getting darker, and my eyes gazed upon a sunset made for movie posters. The pinks, purples, and oranges highlighted…

Mission: Wolf. Mission Wolf, is a wolf sanctuary located in the mountains of southern Colorado. We left our house very early in the morning on a Friday. It was still dark out and the moon and stars were twinkling in the blackness. As we drove, the sky to the East began to slowly transition from black to blue and the stars slowly vanished into dawn. Country music softly filled the car and occasionally my mother’s voice could be heard humming along to music. The horizon inched into a purple and…

Driving the double paddle in the sea, you see them clustered into the haze while riding over the oyster bed. Light filters down below where the frilly oysters lay. You grab your two ropes, one tied to a heavy stone and one to a basket. You slip your feet over the side into the water that’s oily smooth, and the rocks carry you to the bottom. The bubbles rise behind you until the water is clear enough for you to see, while moving so cautiously so that the water will not be obscure with mud or sand…

We all have people we look up to, the people who flourishing under the sun with a beautiful smile, and little blush popping in the side of their cheek, or a fierce soul wrestling the horror of reality. These are the stars in our life can come from the closest neighbor to outer space. These are only glympse example of inheritance. The people we observe through tv stimulate us to inherit their distinctive qualities. Those are qualities that makes them famous, and especially defines who they…

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Ray Bradbury’s gloomy story, “All Summer in a Day,” has a setting that takes place on Venus where it rains all the time. Margot, just moved from the Earth to Venus got to see a very cool thing that most children on Venus don’t get to see, the Sun. Margot remembers very specific details like the warmth of the Sun and how cool it looked. On Venus, the sun only comes out for an hour once every seven years. The other children in her class are jealous of her. A very important lesson in the story is…

Phoebe Chan 54026383 T73 Descriptive writing The Extraordinarily Ordinary Lawn Walking along the aisle connecting Our Lady’s wing and the library, the wind gently fondles my face. The freshness of grass wraps around me and slowly creeps into my nostril. The big verdurous lawn appears gradually with my pace of walking. It seems extraordinarily exquisite today. Different memories evoke right in front of my eyes as if it was only yesterday that I was still a freshman in this…

It was a chilly summer day, sunny and calm with a light breeze. The splashing of waves mingled with the laughter of 65 teens. Some jumped into the lake in their swimsuits. Meanwhile, I had forgotten to bring a swimsuit. This was a rite of passage. Every year, SHAD at Lakehead University was officially kick-started with a camping trip that culminated in leaping into a freezing cold lake. For the majority of my life, I hated exploring nature; more specifically, I hated doing things I assumed I…

Dawn. The cunning sun is creeping its way through the eerie clouds. Still warming up, it lets the cold sunrays fall onto the damp shore. Picking up the brown sand the swift breeze attacks you. You shelter yourself and let the microscopic granules pass by, and pursue the next destination – the tropical forest right behind you. As if they are vigorously uprooted seaweed, tree branches hopelessly lean in to get closer to the blue lagoon of the wild sea. Holding your breath, your heart is beating in…