Iodine clock reaction

The Shot Felt Around The World BEEP BEEP BEEP! My alarm clock stroke 7 A.M. I hit the snooze button just like I always do. UGGGHHHH I screech as I crawl out of bed. I walk to the living room and turn on the news. I walked to the kitchen to brew my daily coffee. As i’m making my coffee, I hear the reporter say, “Currently I am at Dealey Plaza and the weather is beautiful. We’ve just gotten that word that the POTUS will be attending the parade in an open motorcade.” I heard this and my mind felt…

“BEEP BEEP BEEP,” blared my alarm clock for the fifth time in 30 minutes. Initially, the morning began as any dreary December day would: cold, bleak, and lonely. Until now, I had spent a majority of my first high school semester tirelessly optimizing the basic act of waking up. How late could I awaken and casually stroll into class by the 8:00 bell? Indeed, I got a concrete answer: 7:34. As that final alarm sent me scampering into the shower, I noticed my glasses remained on. “No problem,” I…

“BEEP BEEP BEEP”. I raise my hand to shut off the annoyingly loud alarm clock. A few moments go by and I immediately jolt out of bed, almost tripping over my own two feet. July 25th, the day I get to head down to Texas for a month. As I head down my steps I can hear my dad and my Tio talking. I also can smell the eggs, bacon, lengua, and the refried beans being made for breakfast. After brushing my teeth, I grab a plate and pile on the food. As soon as I’m done eating I rush back upstairs to my…

Beep, beep, beep, beep. Instinctively, my arm reaches across the nightstand to press snooze on my alarm clock. My mind and body nearly begins to return to slumber before I remember the reason I needed to wake. I hastily climb out of bed and dress myself in my green and brown camo shirt and overalls. The excitement begins to flow through my veins as I prepare for a trip to my grandpa’s farm. Papa Tom’s farm happened to be the perfect place to build and set up our hunting hut. My hunting hut…

The Last Thirteen Introduction- “I can’t run anymore.” The race is ending. Sam Williams makes a scandalous discovery about the last 13 that will change everything. This appalling discovery will bring out the worst in the last 13. This is a race which is more terrifying than Sam’s nightmares. With the world about to crumble, and their enemies approaching closer, it is up to the last 13 to carry through the prophecy. Whether the last 13 come back dead or alive, it is up to them to stop all this…

me to school at 7 am. The night before i did my homework, packed my backpack, and set my alarm to 6am. I ended up staying up until 11 o’clock watching Netflix. The next morning i remember waking up at 6 am holding my phone and turning off my alarm clock then, telling myself 5 more minutes. The next thing i know, i hear my doorbell ring and my mom saying “Oh my gosh! shes still sleeping!!!” “What time is it?” i asked. I rush out of bed and run my around house trying to get my stuff together and…

Jungkook groans and rolls over in bed when the sunlight filtering through his tiny bedroom window becomes simply impossible to ignore. He cracks an eye open and the small digital clock on his bedside table comes into view, and he squints to focus the dull red numbers, eventually making out 8:47. He allows his eyes to flutter closed again, and then in half a second is suddenly very awake when he realizes that his first class of the day starts at precisely 9:05; meaning he has exactly eighteen…

I woke to the sound of my alarm clock going off, “Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep.” It was 7:00 in the morning; the usual time I get up to go to school, but like usual I slam on the snooze button and sleep for another five minutes. After hitting the snooze button three times I finally got up. Today is the day, our first doubleheader of the season is against Rockford. The coach is starting me at left field and it is my first game ever starting in high school game. I’m a Sophomore at Atwood High School; my…

I woke up to the rapid buzzing of my phone on my nightstand. I grabbed it with haste as I sat up in my bed. I struggled to read the bold text on my phone screen as the bags under my eyes formed gradually. The text read, “HEY, MIKEY, I JUST FOUND THIS INCREDIBLE BARBECUE PLACE.” It was 2:00am in the morning on a Tuesday. I replied with a congratulations and went back to sleep imagining the sweet barbecue sauce in my mouth. That next morning, I woke up and went to school. After school I had agreed…

As I wake up to the blinding, beating, scorching sun on my face I hear the clashing of plates and a distant yet familiar rhythm coming from what I assume is the kitchen. I groggily attempt to grab my phone to check the time when I clumsily slam my phone onto the floor. Scrambling out of bed I pick up my phone only to figure out it’s 9:17 in the morning. I sneakingly walk to the kitchen barefooted to see what all the commotion is when my mother quickly catches my not so sneaky footsteps and yells…