Striking clock

I WOKE UP ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE BED THIS MORNING. I stretched my hand out in search of Soraya’s warm touch, but found chilling sheets. I turn my head to find an empty bed. I look over at the clock on my bedside table--three thirty a.m.. Where was she? She didn’t have to get ready for school until five. I swung my feet over the side of the bed and prepared myself for the stinging feeling of the cold hardwood floor against my bare feet. I then remembered the soft slippers Sohrab got me for my…

Beep beep beep beep! Goes Susan the alarm clock and you know what that means it is 5am and I’m awake under the bed with my temporary owner jerry fast asleep. It isn’t very pleasant here under the bed filled with dust mites, dirty socks and mounds of clothes. I take notice to Mr. Pencil bag looking for his zipper that had broken off a couple days ago. Penny the pencil is also awake, but she is feeling a little dull, so she begins her search for her best friend Larry the pencil sharpener. BEEP…

“BEEP!,BEEP!,” My alarm clock screamed as it informed me of the time. I rolled over and shut it off, I even contemplating going back to bed, but i remembered why i was up so early. I flipped my covers off my body and got out of bed. I went to my dress to grab cloths for the day. “Mason we are leaving in 10 mins.” I heard my mom shout as i finally finished fumbling with my belt. I ran out to the kitchen with my duffle bag over my shoulder, grabbed apple, threw my shoes on, and got into the car…

“Beep Beep Beep!” My alarm usually screams at me to wake me from my usual unforgiving short bedtime hours, but not today. Today, waking up without the assistance of that cringe worthy noise, with eyes still heavy, I reached my arm out from under the cozy blankets and switched the alarm button to off, as it was no longer needed. Bringing my arm back into my side, with my eyes still closed I laid there wondering why this morning I did not have to be shaken back to life. I easily narrowed it down…

beep beep beep, my dreadful alarm clock goes off it is 6:30 AM on saturday, you are probably wondering why i am getting up at 6:30 on Saturday well good question i have a gymnastics meet. Today is my sister Leela’s first gymnastics meet today and that means my mom will be showing all of her attention to her. Anyway when I finally get up I get in the shower and then dry my hair so when I get done drying my hair so today i am going to do a ponytail and when I am done with that I put my leotard…

Beep, beep, beep! went Juniper's alarm. "Ugh," groaned Juniper, dragging herself out of bed. Juniper used the washroom, made her bed, and changed her clothes. Juniper loved the mornings, except for one part: going through the hallway; it took like one million years to get through! One million years later, she reached the stairs and sighed with relief. "Ahhh!" exclaimed Juniper. She started to walk down the stairs . . . until she reached the bottom stair with a toy car stuck to her bottom.…

colored earth. He realized he was in the Australian gold rush, down in western Victoria. Europeans, Americans and Australians alike were all toiling in the slick golden brown mud on the bank of a small stream, sifting and panning the mud in the hope of striking it ‘bloomin rich’. The workers seemed unaware of the modern train rolling through the middle of their campgrounds, and it seemed that they weren’t there at all for these people. The businessmen sitting further down the train rose slowly…

listen for a moment. It is faint at first, but gradually I hear the ticking of billions of clocks turning at varying speeds. Their sound grows louder the longer I listen and I wonder how I can be the only one to hear…

They didn't know this would happen. Nobody did. And now they will pay. As the world came into focus, I realized my phone was not ringing as it was in my dream. It was my alarm clock, honking it’s tune at me, signaling that it was time to get up. I smashed my hand on the snooze button, missed, and instead, I smashed my hand on the corner of my bedside table. “OWWWW!” I yelled jumping out of bed to look at my hand. Thankfully, there was only minor bleeding. As I went to clean up my hand and put…

My dad woke me up by shouting, “WAKE UP! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TODAY IS?” I knew what day it was: the day we went on a six-hour road trip from Roselle to Minocqua, Wisconsin. I saw all of the big buildings turn into smaller buildings, then into trees as we drove north. My family had done this trip every year on the Fourth of July, for decades. The one reoccurring factor, though, was the state of protection, given by the surrounding cabins, lake and trees. First of all, the cabins that we had rented…