Sky

Everything was quiet except for those heartfelt words. We watched him trying to stay afloat and not drown in his sadness and disbelief. It was a gray sky on Friday, April 21, 2014. It was some time in the evening, we were in the funeral home all day I didn’t have time to check. Outside, everything was cold and looked as though a single poke could make the sky rain. Inside, was eerily nice and warm, in addition with the old musty stench of death the place; it was almost unbearable. Everything…

love to see the sunset, the beautiful orange sky in the horizon. I have a dream, a very big dream, that one day I will see the earth like the sun seeing the earth. Every day I worked hard to chasing my dream, until I forget everything. "Love", a thing that everyone mention, they said that it can make happiness come to you. I became someone who disagree with that. For me, happiness is when I can see the world from above, from the very high place, from the sky where the sun illuminates its light…

It’s really funny thinking back about how it all began. A kid with no experience whatsoever of Parkour attempted one of the higher level tricks and succeeded. It was hot, the sun was bright and my clothes were sticking to my red body. My palms were sweating, was it nervousness? No, it was excitement, or it could just have been the furious heat of the fiery orb we called a sun. Maybe I was overthinking things and being overly cautious, but I look toward Shaggy and asked, “You sure I can do…

were showing off their beautiful orange skin. To Ebony, this autumn day was perfect. She kept on dancing to her heart’s content. That is until she stopped when she could not see herself anymore. Was I really dancin’ for that long? She thought. The sky was now pitch black. A murky haze blinded her from her surroundings. The moon was full; however, it was to no avail as clouds were blocking the moon’s light. Ebony took a deep breath, before taking slow steps to the tree that held…

was about a small ladybug on your window or a rocket ship in outer space. Sometimes it’s best to not let your curiosity get the best of you because in the end, if you let yourself be curious, you might end up putting yourself or others in danger. The sky coated itself in dark lavender on this particular hot, summer day, so anyone would immediately know it was going to start pouring. My mother, though, thought it was a perfect day to bring my brother, my sister, and me, an eight year old, for a…

U.S. Route 52 winds and curves diagonally from the South Carolina coast to the Canadian border in North Dakota. 2,072 miles of pavement stretches through forests, fields, cities, and small towns, but only one one hundredth of a mile means anything to me. In a lonely passage connecting Dubuque to Bellevue, one specific spot shortly after a break in the trees, for one second, allows you to see 180 degrees in every direction. I anticipate it on my drive home and slow down slightly as I approach it.…

One RIKER OXFORD RAY felt the water rush in. Clear blue broke onto the beach, collecting sand over miles down the peninsula. He laughed. There was nothing to do in the night but watch the stars and ocean and laugh. So he stood on the edge of the pier, feeling the break of the water. His hair was dark, and it glistened in the lights. He was of average height, and gauntly featured. Another explosion of water spread before him, like a plain of crystal. He watched the violent swirls of the ocean…

from Aunty and Uncle's house to where a huge eucalyptus stood amid the scrub and the air was heavy with the scent of lemon. “Mm. Love the smell of these trees,” Penny said. She gazed up at the branches, stark gray against the blackness of the night sky. “Me too.” “Did you miss me?” “Course.” She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him close. “They destroyed everything. The observatory, dad's house, all of his files and papers—everything he worked for.” Storm could feel the wetness of her…

gliding through the sky. Damian is looking out the window trying to make out what it is he is seeing. This thing in the sky seems to catch everyone 's attention because they slow their driving. Normally no one would pay attention right now because we’re already seeing U.S jets, but these jets had a weird painting on the sides. “Syrus.. that’s a German jet.” he says, still looking into the sky. I begin to drive faster when I see more and more German jets coming through the sky as well as…

2014, pg.30)”, line defines every visible object in the night depicted in the painting. In deep examination, I notice that the sky is completely composed of wavy lines. As said in the text, lines are sometimes used to bring out a certain emotion. The swirls and waves of the light around the stars and moon give off a calming feel. The large-massed curl in the center of the sky looks to me as being a visual representation of a breeze. This also gives off a relaxed feel as if I were enjoying a…