October Sky

He stood on the deck sipping a cup of hot coffee, it was a cold and breezy morning and his ship was sailing somewhere on south pacific. The combination mist and mast reminded Varun of titanic movie and his better half. He missed Shivani a lot and cursed his marine engineer job that caused the distance, they were married just for 4 months when he left for the voyage. He dreamt of her, hugging from behind, until a beep from his mobile disturbed him. With frustration he shouted "OMG, can't I even…

with her, the only way to relive the joy I once had. ... The starry sky was jagged and disconnected from the grass, a sharp difference from the last time. Stars bled from the sky like a thousand pale golden tears. Once again I could feel the life leave from my legs and I found myself moving without sensation. This time the sensation was remarkably different to last time. I felt myself swimming in the pool of the night sky, beating on against the…

father who is standing open-mouthed in the window. He snaps his mouth shut and rushes away from the window. I book it as fast as I can, the rain pelting hard against my face, and the lighting coloring the sky. I slow to a stop at the forests ' edge. Jumping as the sound of lighting splits through the sky. I push…

finger. The droplets of salty water stung my wounds in my bloody barefoot, as the waves slithered its way up. The pain was numbed by the exhaustion, acting as my anesthesia. Beyond those soothing waves were golden streaks that filled the canvas of the sky. The pink and orange beams of light merged together, resembling a flawless ripened peach. The luminous face of the blazing celestial fireball…

Big Bird Imagine being a fledgling, soaring through the sky, the wind fluttering through your feathers. Complete freedom. Then suddenly, the cool autumn breeze turns into a slicing gust of winter air. You become sick and cold. You realize you are alone in the world and have nowhere to go. This is how I found my soon to be budgie. It was the beginning of winter, just before a harsh cold front hit, when I found and rescued a sickly budgie from the forces of Mother Nature, just a year ago.…

the original glory of an unlit night—dark enough for the planet Venus to throw shadows on Earth—is wholly beyond our experience, beyond memory almost” (Klinkenborg pg.478). He brings this up to remind the reader that the night was dark but now the sky has a hint of light because of all the light pollution we have created. By trying to persuade the audience about the environmental issues that have come from this makes the reader want to learn more and maybe even contribute to help the cause.…

The waves moved gently with the wind. Odysseus shouts some orders to his crew, while the sun beats down on his face. The smell of the water filled the nostrils of the crew, as they sailed for home. In The Odyssey and O Brother Where Art Thou, Odysseus and Everett went on long journeys to get back to their family. However, they did not embark on the journey alone, each had a crew that came with them. The crews were not extras in a Batman movie, they were huge parts of the journey that added to…

# A night from hell in paradise I looked out of the tiny window, where, through the low hanging clouds, I could finally see a few of the 300+ Fijian islands dotted around the ocean below me. I was excited to start the first relaxing holiday I've had in years. No early rises, no long drives where we would squeeze in as much of the country as we could. No, not this time. This time was all about doing nothing. Moving countries and our hectic work schedules had finally taken its toll, so Ash and I…

green eyes fluttered open. She pressed her palms firmly on the cold wet ground and propped herself up. She had long red hair that curled at the bottom. Small freckles splattered across her cheeks and nose, it was almost like the stars in the night sky. The surrounding area was unlike something she had ever seen before. It was dark and quiet, the only noises were coming from the night bugs. Her eyes scanned the forest to see if she could make out where she was. Although she appeared calm her…

It is not unusual in literature to become so enamored with details, that the connotative meaning becomes lost in the writing. Because of this, it is imperative for details of figurative and descriptive language to be incorporated and to further enhance a narrative, as it provides the reader with a more intimate perspective and relationship with the characters. This idea as well as the imperative concept of symbolism is of most importance in The Book Thief. This narrative is so incredibly diverse…