The Dark Side of the Moon

the hospital weeks later with my new baby brother. When I first laid eyes on him I fell in love with his button nose and long curly brown hair. I remember he can home on my 8th birthday. He had these beautiful green eyes and dimples as deep as the moon 's craters. From the moment I saw him, I knew he was mine. From then on, everywhere I went, he went. We spent many days together, we 've become almost too close. His first words were ‘Linden”, he spoke my name daily but that never phased my…

Growing up my parents and I would decorate for hours upon hours for Halloween, for us, it has always been the favored holiday, even over Christmas. I want fall colors like maroon, dark brown, orange and crème to compliment our fall wedding scene. Everyone and their mother is invited to the reception. I want a mass of people, if I have seen you in the grocery store at one point in my life, your invited. Which is slightly weird coming…

became decapitated Boo was the suspect because, they were scared of that happening they would create fear of Boo in their children’s eyes. Stories of Boo formed fear unimaginable that when people would walk by Boo’s house they would walk on the other side of…

drove him momentously forward, until he was stalked by the one opponent he dreaded most – his own brother, Chen. Bound by their code of honour, the two warriors bowed and drew their swords. Wordlessly they circled one another under the guise of the moon. When they finally charged forward, Chen was no match for Mata; with a single flash of steel he cut his brother down. Mata released his weapon and rushed to Chen’s…

Greygreen. Like rippled silk. With fish in it.With the sky and trees in it. And at night, the broken yellow moon in it.” (123) But the present condition of the river is presented by the author with great remorse and she writes, “Years later, when Rahel returned to the river, it greeted her with a ghastly skull’s smile, with holes where teeth had been…

I will never forget the marvelous few days my husband Dustin, who was my boyfriend at the time, and I spent in south Georgia exploring the streets of Savannah and soaking up the sun on Jekyll Island. When I reflect on the memories we made that week I am overcome with nostalgia. I will smile and recall the smell of the salty air and the feeling of the warm sand under my toes for the rest of my life. Of course I am aware there are far more exotic places to visit, and trips that are conventionally…

Art from the Renaissance is most realistic compared to any other art. During my trip to the St. Louis Art Museum I look through hundreds of paintings from the Renaissance and Baroque period. My favorite painting I looked at from this period at the museum was Peasants Dancing in a Tavern by Adriacn van Ostade. The Renaissance and Baroque art section stood out the most to me at the museum. When I first arrived to the St. Louis Art Museum I went down to the first level where most of the art was…

It's dark and cold tonight. All I can see is the full moon softly glowing above me and the silhouettes of the trees I run past. The cold wind whips my long, golden brown hair against my face. As I keep running I suddenly feel the earth turn to hard pavement under my feet. I come to an abrupt stop in the middle of the road. I hear an engine and look up just in time to leap out of the way of the blue jeep hurdling down the road. I roll over on the pavement and feel a sharp pain in my side. The…

Outside, I concluded, I had not departed the freezing north, and the vast expanse of snow only ended in a dark abyss not even the moon could light. To the left, I could decipher the towering, dim mass of my unexpected, unbelievable savior. To my shock and dismay, we were alone. The imprint of the harpoon pressed against my side under the layers of fur, for the monster had neglected to remove it. The creature was gazing out but my presence was discovered and he slowly…

Wind howled at sunset leafs and the swollen silver moon rose from its uncoiled grave as the sun nestled once more into the grip of heaven's edge. Those nights you could smell autumn in the air, and even a deaf man would have heard the season’s calls, light and entangled with icy breath. The pathway flooded…