Incandescent light bulb

The Moon Didn’t The clock struck seven. The crickets took a bow and then stage left. The birds sang, a shimmering show of shouts and silence, Greeting the bees and butterflies waking the morning daisies. But the Moon didn’t hear a thing. The clock struck eight. The sun opened its arms to the dirt and sky, Its brilliance caught in dew drops and fed to the earth. The breeze zipping around and about, beckoning the fields for a dance. But the Moon didn’t see a thing. The clock struck nine.…

beard and lifts his spyglass to a baggy eye. Seabirds call in the distance, swooping over one another in play. The air smells of salt and diesel, and is rife with moisture which forms a heavy fog. In the distance, the man sees a spiralling beacon of light. Behind him, the island's lone oak tree groans slightly in the wind and crackles with ozone. He licks his filthy teeth and steps onto a waiting piece of mechanical flotsam, a large chunk of engine with barnacles along its pistons. He works his…

The shifting of the mattress pulls me awake. I rub my eyes, squinting against the bright morning sunlight that streams through the cabin window. Last night’s flavor of the day sits on the edge of my bed, lacing up her sneakers. “Good morning,” she greets me with a sweet smile. “Morning,” I croak back, my voice still raspy from sleeping. “I have to get back to my campsite. My friends and I are leaving in an hour or so,” she says in that quiet voice that everyone uses in the morning. The…

Pandher, revealed a dentist’s complex niche of serving others in the light of creativity to me. I vividly remember one case in which she treated an elderly woman patient who was dealing with excruciating pain localized in her lower lateral and central incisors. A slightly different approach was applied to the extraction of…

Finally, being able to orient myself, I walked towards the source. I came to a hill. Looking up, I saw lights. And the movement of people breaking up those lights, people! Maybe I actually found my way back. I started the climb back up the hill. Slipping occasionally on the patches of wet leaves on mud, I leave my own trail of crunched leaves, and blood. I got to a point where I could…

The day could have possibly never ended since it had began the night before at approximately 11:00 p.m when my friends and I plotted the brilliant idea of embarking on our journey of hiking the Haiku Stairs or also known as Stairway to Heaven in Kaneohe Town.The expedition that the three of us embarked on could be appropriately expressed as the true testament of not allowing a genius plan being squandered by a few obstacles. The adventurous journey that was about to begin was the least of…

Leslie Graham looked at herself in the mirror. She had to be at the bus stop in 30 minutes. She has to be presentable enough to both not attract to much attention from the school or her classmates. She had a clean face. No freckles, no pimples, no other third thing that goes on face. She wore no glasses. Her face was.......okay. Her eyes were a beautiful dark blue that she got from her dad's side of the family. Thank God it wasn't her mother's eyes. They were a boring brown. She had brown…

The scene I will be analyzing is from the 1955 film The Night of the Hunter. The film’s plot is of two young children who are left with a large sum of money from their father who robbed a bank. Their widowed mother, desperate for love, marries Harry Powell (a.k.a. the preacher) who believes he delivers “God’s work” while also killing women on the side. He ends up murdering the children’s mom, and in turn, he becomes their caretaker. He soon finds out that the children know where the money is…

sunset was basking everything in a soft, orange glow, setting a nice, tranquil atmosphere. When we arrived in the inner city of Washington D.C, it was already dark out, the night sky shockingly had a multitude of bright stars, despite all the city lights. I watched mesmerized as we drove by monuments, giant buildings, businesses and fancy hotels. I had been to a big city before, seeing as I…

snap a glow stick and hear it crack it gives off a temporary glow. As you snap the glow stick and hear it crack. Chemicals inside the glow sticks starts to mix together. This is a process call chemiluminescence. Chemiluminescence is a process where light is produced by a chemical reaction. Instead of using an electrical source. An example of this would be if go outside during a fall night and see a firefly glowing during the night fall using its Chemiluminescence. There are chemicals inside one…