Wind

The rain tumbled onto the ground followed by the howls of the wind. In the distance, the leaves flew from trees and branches snapped as the storm covered more of the vast land. My boots appeared to be soaken wet and the trail became more and more opaque. I stood there in the distant woods afraid and alone. My eyes closed and I remembered why I was running. It was not away from my problems, or my fears. Although, it may appear it was; it was away from everything that ever hurt me. Thunder shot…

meant the smell of pure soil lingered in the air round me. My grey shirt and jeans felt heavy from the water they had soaked up. I was uncontrollably shivering as I made my way across the street. My hair was flying in several directions because of the wind. I hate this. I saw the grey building on the ascending hill and made my way up. I'm pretty sure the bell already rang. I reached the heavy, gloomy doors and with all my strength I tried to pry them open. The was no buge. Not even a single…

Narrative Joey woke up with a sigh of content. The wind carried the smell of pine into his open window. The rough grain oak of his roof seemed to grin down at him as he sat up and stared at the interior of his cabin. On the stone floor lay his dusty jacket, a few granola bar wrappers that dominated the south west corner of his cabin, and a sleeping dog with graying fur and white whiskers. “Aye Jack get up” Joey whispered to the old beast, “wake up and lets go play oe he was outside.” This…

warning came through on the UHF radio. This was my brother and I's first tornado so it was a big and scary thing for us. We had only heard of them through our parents and the news. All the windows started to shake and fly open and you could tell the wind was getting stronger and stronger. Mum and dad grabed our emergency suit cases, our photos and our pet dog, Roderick. We all hurried to our underground bunker where we had supplies of food and water. When we all safetly got into the bunker we…

During heavy wind storms, Coastal Hwy, or Rt.1, can become covered in ocean water. Where buildings don’t hinder the path from the ocean, sand blows across the road creating slick and treacherous driving conditions. Traveling north and seeing the various little towns that make up the coast of this peninsula: OC, Fenwick, South Bethany, across the Indian River bridge, through Dewey Beach and finally into Rehoboth. At just before 6:00am, I enter the property and drive around back to the project…

At the rightful age of thirteen and three days, I learned of the fine line between what was and was not important in life. My home was a wind gust and a dirt road away from being burned down all while the next three years of my life were waiting two miles away. While juggling the events of the county fair on Saturday, August 17, 2013, I looked over my shoulder to see a sight I never wished to see, black smoke. A view seldom seen until then but everyone knew exactly what it was from and where…

Dawn. The cunning sun is creeping its way through the eerie clouds. Still warming up, it lets the cold sunrays fall onto the damp shore. Picking up the brown sand the swift breeze attacks you. You shelter yourself and let the microscopic granules pass by, and pursue the next destination – the tropical forest right behind you. As if they are vigorously uprooted seaweed, tree branches hopelessly lean in to get closer to the blue lagoon of the wild sea. Holding your breath, your heart is beating in…

earthquakes may seem like the most dangerous natural disaster you could ever face. However, according to a research, floods and droughts actually the most deadly that killed more Americans over time. Surprisingly, deaths caused by the high speed winds, like tornadoes and hurricane, don’t even rank second when it comes to deaths statistics. Most deaths in hurricanes happen when people drown in the massive storm surges. It appears that the main danger of a hurricane is a huge amount of water that…

vessel. Nine hundred men with a cause and mission. The serenity of peaceful blue skies garnished by flights of seagulls rapidly vanished, as looming gray clouds of damnation forced their way over the eastern coastline. An unseasonably cool and high wind aided the masted vessels as they continued along their course. A course that would lead the crews - at some point -…

Professor Dietz English 112 Collin Habib Inquiry Three Creative Non-Fiction Narrative June 6…