Burma Road

Y/N steps out of her favorite takeout place, the plastic bag full of deliciously hot food heavy in her hand, and silently thanks the universe that the little restaurant is open nearly 24/7. She usually isn’t one to get takeout at two in the morning, but with the day she had, she needs it. She turns on her heel, ready to begin the walk to her apartment, but she stops dead in her tracks when she sees that it is pouring. Her shoulders sag slightly at the thought of walking home in wet clothes, but…

green grass that extended into the left side of the park where many people were playing volleyball, playing catch with their dogs, or just running by themselves. At the back of the park, there was a line of tall, dark green trees that descended into a road that ran behind the park. All throughout the park, I could hear the sound of cars as well as the laughter of small kids running around. Although it was fairly small, Grant Park was filled with many people.…

Close your eyes for a few seconds and imagine sleeping in a warm bed. Suddenly, you are awaken by the sound of crashing water traveling at unimaginable speeds. You jolt out of bed towards the window only to witness a horrible sight. Water from every direction converging on you and there is little time to escape. In February of 1972 one of the most horrific disasters in West Virginia’s history was known as the “Buffalo Creek Disaster”. On a frigid Sunday morning, a dam owned by the Buffalo…

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind was howling and the rain was torrential. The highway seemed like a never-ending stretch of nothingness and but one pair of lights shone through the treacherous weather. The driver, an 18-year-old-girl with wavy brunette locks and emerald-green eyes, squinted as she forced her white Honda Civic through the weather. 1:21 the clock read, the girl reached to turn on the radio, but all she heard was static. That's when it happened. A sudden loud crash, a…

I took the path I had walked a thousand times. I knew every curve in the road, every sight to be seen surrounding it. I knew everyone who lived even close to the road. So again I strolled. Somehow, I knew today it would be different, I don’t know how I knew, I just did. Crenshaw Amusement Park, Since 1917. This sign wasn’t here before. I had never even seen people come down this road to visit the park. It sounded fun. I shrugged and began to sneak down the driveway, where I assumed I would be…

With so many dystopian novels and movies, not many address their beliefs, they mostly stick to how they survive. Cormac McCarthy, a great author, in 2006, published the book The Road. The Road is a novel placed in a post-apocalyptic world where cannibalism is common place. McCarthy gives us 2 characters in his book, an unnamed man and his son who consider themselves the good guys in this world. They continue their journey south through death in search of hope. In a world of ash and cannibalism,…

Imagine this, you’re just a young three year old boy, and you stand staring out the window, hours on end. You continue to wait and eventually nighttime falls. Finally, you start drifting off, oh how closing your eyes feels so wonderful at this time, even though you feel shame and heartbreak. Just then you see headlights take a left and pull into your graveled driveway. The wait is over, hours of staring out the window have ended and a man opens the door gets out one leg at a time, and starts…

So carefully, after waiting until I knew Ma wasn’t going to wake up, I crept outside into the winter air that was as cold yet placid, and began to walk to the harbor. Walking along the main street that lead straight to where the Sons of Liberty, and my Pa, were gathering before going to the harbor. The location was unknown to anyone outside of the Sons of Liberty, but Pa had spoken to a fellow Son of Liberty and I just happened to hear every word, including the location of the meeting. It…

The brisk trek through rough wilderness had taken its toll on the portly fog of a man. Now wheezing, he bowed low to prop up his arching frame on a knee high boulder on the side of the path. He watched with passive intrigue as giant sweat droplets fell to earth. Each one making a crater in the previously undisturbed soil carpeting the seldom used trail leading up to the Burbank overlook. He wanted nothing more than to feel the wind blow across his puffy face when he got to the top. He could…

Dozer All I see as I stretch my neck just enough for my eyes to peer out of the car door window, is the blur of the pavement morphing together with the trees and bushes that stretch far beyond the side of the road. When I turn my head to look back inside of the car, I first see my mom and dad. They are holding hands and smiling as my dad is driving and my mom is sitting beside him in the passenger seat. My brother and sister occupy the two seats directly behind them,and that leaves me,the…