Lake Elsinore Storm

What would you do if you were in a tragic situation? If You read “Lost in death valley” and “The evil swirling darkness” you could see what it's like to be in a tragic situation.Both “Lost in death valley” and “Evil swirling darkness” have many similarities and differences for example there setting is different and they are both told in 3rd person perspective. Both stories are told in 3rd person perspective. In ”Lost in death valley” One similarity is, that it is told in 3rd person…

"Los Angeles Notebook" Reflection Essay On October 25, 2003, the cedar fire (cause of the Santa Ana winds) spread over 30 miles in less than 17 hours burning 5,000 acres per hour. By the time, it was over it consumed 418 miles, 2,232 homes and killed 14 people including a firefighter. It's true that things are only temporary, but the effects of the Santa Ana winds will always affect the people and the environment in such a negative and perturbable way, that along with living in the Los Angeles…

I ran. The sky was gloomy and a strong wind blew on the bushes. The clouds were gray and it seemed that it would soon be raining heavily. It was already late at night and I could feel the wind blowing at the back of my neck as I ran through the green fields. I did not know if they were chasing me or even knowing that I had managed to escape from the mansion, but the main thing that preoccupied me was that I had succeeded in the mission. I was able to get the coveted and mysterious thing that…

The Richins’ Voyage to Utah When William was in his 60th year he had the desire to emigrate to Utah. He and his wife Charlotte made their plans and sailed from Liverpool, England on April 30, 1866 with their daughter Miriam and her son Arthur and their grandson Lorenzo. Before leaving William penned this poem: My friends the time is growing nigh, When I, to you, must say good-bye ‘twill be my last farewell; I soon shall join a noble band, And journey from my native land, Far in the west to…

Four in the morning. It was easy to forget Arizona's usual suffocating heat as my sweatshirt did its best to battle off the freezing morning. Cold crisp wind nips at my exposed skin as I walk to the edge of the scene and feel the cool metal railing under my hands. Viewing the Grand Canyon for the first time, there is one word that comes to mind, clouds. That is all that could be seen, long, wispy, almost mocking clouds. As if they knew that they were in the way of a glorious sunrise. Hiding it…

that the weather was getting bad out when she brought her coffee up. “A storms a brewing for sure,” said Mary. Allie did not mind the rain, but if the wind was blowing very hard, she would not be able to sit outside; it would blow the rain onto the balcony and soak her. Today was the day she was supposed to go to her grandmother’s and distract her while Eli copied down the text written on the…

As I watch the foreboding clouds approach and the wind whipping the tops of the towering pines, I huddled beneath a sturdy bush. The celerity of the currents increased rapidly and it looked as if the smallest of the waves were topped with white caps. The thick bush did not shield me from the thrashing sprays of the river. As the winds accelerated, I heard a sudden crash and the ground beneath my wet paws rumbled. I was overcome with a wave of fear and curiosity as I went to see what had made the…

The Witness Captain’s log: June 30, 1867. My crew and I were thrown off course after the storm. The Witness lost part of her mast and the mainstay was damaged beyond repair. We began to float aimlessly in the vast Pacific Ocean. I have remained in good spirits despite the damage to my ship. Captain’s log: July 1, 1867. Two of my men became seasick. My first mate Rascal and lookout Skip were hunkered down below, green in the face. I felt a little woozy and laid down as well. I do not normally…

A storm raged outside, and on the inside of the house, just as much chaos took place. There sat Alice, six years old, huddled in a closet with her Mamaw and four young cousins. A mixture of crying and yelling came from the cousins, who no longer wanted to sit in the stuffy closet. The sharp voice of Alice’s Mamaw rose above the noise to snap orders such as, “Sit down and be quiet!” in an effort to hear the weatherman on the TV. The lights flickered on and off as the electricity struggled to…

seashell wind chime as a charged symbol in The Choice, because life can be so fragile and all depends on what choices an individual makes in life. In The Choice, feisty Gabby is ready to settle with her long-term boyfriend until she moves into a little lake home right beside Travis, who has always dreamed of having a long-term commitment…