Light therapy

It was a balmy ten o’clock on a Saturday morning in June; the thick air around the Humane Society smelled vaguely of livestock. Stepping into the air-conditioned chill of the shelter, I took a breath, signed in to the volunteer portal, and took my place at the front desk. On this particular day the first people waiting were an older couple, and my heart sank when I saw them. The husband had a bundle in his arms, something wrapped in an old comforter, and I had worked the front desk long enough…

was at a distance of 10 parsecs which gives it a baseline. However, the great benefit of using Hubble diagrams is that the only information needed is the relative distance to a galaxy or galaxies and not an absolute distance that can be measured in light-years or miles. In the class practical, the diagram was based on our own experiment that we performed. It measured at 76% which is too low to class as scientifically accurate. However, some of the issues are inevitable for this experiment, for…

The image I chose, titled Anxiety, was created by Benjamin Koelewijn. The picture shows a nude woman with a burning scalp covering her body in different ways. The flames are burning a cloth on her head, and the cloth shields her eyes. Her face is nearly void of expression, and is smeared with oil, along with her shoulders, arms, chest, and torso. Her right hand clenches her left shoulder, and a blanket is draped between her arms. Her arms are covering her chest, she’s covered in oil, the right…

adjusting to was how bright it was all the time. Back in Jiha, before that day when his whole life had suddenly turned upside-down, it had always been dark. With electricity such a precious commodity, the chief had never authorized building more lights than were absolutely necessary for everyone to get around; squinting through the gloom had been a habit people developed by the time they could walk. The first time he'd seen the sun, awed as he'd been by its beauty, Simon had hardly been able to…

down her face. This night had not been the most pleasant. The white around her hazel eyes were red and irriated from crying. Dominic sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, which his face in hands. His hair was a mess, out of it’s usual state. His light brown eyes were locked on the floor, filled with tears ready to flow. “ If you’re going to cheat on me with my best friend then I don’t want anything to do with you anymore”. “ Danielle, I promise I wasn’t cheating on you” Dominic…

Near the large setting sun, warm golden light shone through large open castle windows, each intricately decorated with elegant carvings in metal. The remaining light beams radiated over the large city, with equally beautiful and perfect buildings with twisting roads and busy citizens. Far away, separating the perfect city where new trees were growing, tall grasses were flourishing and odd species of animals were thriving in new forests. A large cliff, most likely a fault that was pushed to soar…

solution had to be diluted to get the lower number. The maximum time to dilute solution in this experiment was 2. According to the Beer-Lambert Law, the absorbance changes correspond to the concentration. It expresses the relationship between the light absorbance and concentration. As the absorbance increases, the concentration also increases. The equation of the baseline is also the Beer-Lambert equation. The coordinate…

Ira’s First Narrative The sun dwindled between the closed curtains.The smell of s'mores filled the room, reminding me of yesterday when my sister and I melted marshmallows and made Rice Krispie Treats late at night, the perfect time to bake. It filled me with joy, especially since today was the last day I could enjoy time alone with my sister, Neha. My alarm went off at exactly 6:50 as planned. I muttered a displeasing " Five more minutes!", before realizing summer was over. Neha and I were…

A small hand reaches out from seemingly nowhere, the long shadowsmaking it impossible to identify who the hand belongs to. Chubby little fingers waves around in the air reaching for something out of sight. Minuscule scars illuminated by the scare light of the moon. The hand closes around a sturdy bronze frame, engraved with designs. Finally locating what it was searching for, the hand slowly begins sliding the object along the cluttered floor, pulling it towards them. As the hand returns to the…

The sound of glass crunching under my boot echoed across the ruined city. Noise used to be comforting, now I despise it. Especially now. Not now, I can’t be found. I need to get the drop if needed, the crate is important. Walking down the street I hear multiple pairs of footsteps. No, they can’t find me. I sling my M4A1 over my shoulder and run into a building across the street. I ram through the door, knocking it off it’s hinges. It crashes to the ground with a bang, rubble crunching under it.…