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across the sky. Billy was walking in the park at night when he heard branches snapping in the bushes. Suddenly a massive creature lunged out at him slashing its claws… Billy awoke with a yelp. ‘‘just a dream,’’ he said to himself. It was a nice saturday morning in his cozy little home located in newton kansas. He ate breakfast (which consisted of pancakes and scrambled eggs), got dressed, brushed his teeth and then turned on the TV as he drank his coffee. When he turned the channel to the news…

Daughter to the Sky A non-fiction essay as lived by Cinnamon Spear I was born a daughter to the sky. Vast expanses overhead have become my breath. My family and I would sit amongst prairie hills studded with pine trees, consuming countless sunsets. You could see for miles and miles. The sky would flow from a crisp blue to a subtler shade of purple. Passionate pinks and oranges would come just out of that finally resting upon a vibrant yellow source. I caught myself thinking once, “This…

ocean shore, the tide tickled their feet with feathers of seaweed and sand. It was a sleepy morning in Iceland, the sky was painted in shades of violets and gold. This created a horizon that softly embraced the rocky terrain of the coastline. Oskar, as an imaginative child, who marveled at the marriage of sky and land. “ I do wonder, sometimes, if we are both part of land and sky.” “ Well, we must, for we touch both land and air, “ added Edda “ If I skip a stone, Why does It not…

of thunder filled the atmosphere with rage. Fog spurred over the plains. The landscape ahead invisible to the naked eye. The sky was engulfed with hopes and prayers of the soldiers that inhabited the wasteland below. Rain fell like pellets soaking everything it could reach. My clothes hung limply off my body, dripping with the water that was flowing from the grey stained sky. The mud that was once hard turned into slush in seconds and splashed everything as I attempted to navigate my way through…

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…

Every week, I had to go out at least twice to look up into the night sky. This changed my understanding of the night sky. I started to paint pictures in the heavens. Connecting the dots of constellations, Ursa Major, Scorpius, Lynx, all coming to life before my eyes. Showing me their unique stories of love, honor, or greed. Those nights standing…

climbing into the sky. Simon, forgetful of the Home Page Title Page Contents !! "" ! " Page 211 of 290 Go Back Full Screen Close Quit flies, shaded his eyes with both hands and peered at the smoke. Even at that distance it was possible to see that most of the boys—perhaps all of the boys—were there. So they had shifted camp then, away from the beast. As Simon thought this, he turned to the poor broken thing that sat stinking by his side. The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must…

that as it may, before Chopin lets us know Louise's response. She clarifies how the recently widowed lady feels by depicting the world as indicated by her view of it after the "shocking" news. Louise is said to "Not hear the story the same number of ladies have heard the same." She appears to acknowledge the news on the verge of excessively serenely and goes to her space to be distant from everyone. This is when I began to see the world through Louise’s eyes. The demise of her spouse had…

an adventurous, thrill-seeking way. As I was on top of my neighborhood hill in Oklahoma, I watched the sun gracefully rise as the golden rays cut through the immense blue sky. The spectacular view instantly made me smile. As school was coming around the corner, I knew I had to do one last stunt. Sitting next to me was a brand new solar-powered jet pack that I stole from my dumb, rich neighbor. Usually, I would feel some guilt for stealing, but not this time because I knew I would return it…

As Halloween came to a close recently, which was a time full of colorful candy and bright costumes, four years ago that wasn’t the case in the New England region. It was a time where new channels flooded our homes with the news of the storm, Sandy, that would soon approach. Among the miles and miles of our country's coastline, and just living along a small beach town. The damage that soon would come to our shores, had the ability to create instrumental damages to individuals, communities, and…