It rained all day, slowly creating masterpieces on the windows that quickly faded. Hannah felt like she lived in an art museum when she looked outside toward the usually bustling streets of Los Angeles to find only a few brave souls who dared to venture from their dry homes, their mouths open in disgust at the weather they had to know their precious city needed so badly. She was sure she could do this for eternity; just sit and watch the little droplets. Everything she needed to do, like pack for VidCon, could wait. It was raining in LA for some reason, and if she could watch history in the making, she would. Maybe this was the start of a drought-ending stretch of rainfall? Probably not, but one could dream. Every once in awhile there’d be …show more content…
There were soon hands tangled in blonde hair and the moment could only be described as happening; like the moment before a car crash happens or the second after that car crash. You lose your breath in the moment and you forget you’re alive and it all just takes a bit to collect in your mind. And Ingrid’s hands in her hair, to Hannah, feels like the loudest silence she could ever experience and the heartbeat right against the side of her temple is muffled like when you put a hand over a speaker, and you can feel the sound radiating over your entire body and it’s loud and quiet and filling at the same time and Hannah almost doesn’t realize she’s fallen asleep to the sound of nothing until thunder crackles in the distance and has to cuddle around Ingrid in her groggy half-awake state to stay safe from the weather …show more content…
Hannah knows how to speak better than she does, so when Hannah describes what they have it all is much more logical. Ingrid can’t feel it all, can’t feel this relationship, can’t be a part of it, when she has to live it, too. Hannah can make it rational when she explains it using the morning or an unfinished book or a car in the night. She can explain any feeling and draw pictures with her words and when she’s done she signs it with a kiss, and explain it all again with her actions, and this time Ingrid can feel the meanings beyond the words and the pictures. A meaning you had to be there
All these words, worming their way through to his brain. Writhing in his thoughts. Screaming out at him, lashing him with their venomous burdens. Each word causing him to sink further into the darkness. He cursed at them, cried out at them.
“You’re cheating!” Parker childishly exclaimed before throwing the controller across the room. “You’re just pissed because you keep losing….to me.” I laughed, as I grabbed a handful of Pringles from his plastic bowl. We had been playing FIFA for the past three hours and I beat him at every single round.
The desperate cries of homeless families, mourning over a terrible loss broke the silence. The shattered glass lay scattered all over the place making it hard to walk. Lila picked up the broken bits of timber that were strewn across her body and stood up to witness the damage that had been done. What was once a place she called home was now bits of rubble on top of each other? Smoke swiftly escaped from each house, polluting the air and making it hard to breathe.
Sometime in our lives, we all will have to make tough, life altering decisions for either the best or the worst. "Rain Reign” by Ann M. Martin is a heartwarming and heart wrenching tale about a young girl named Rose and her pet dog, Rain. When Hurricane Susan hits her small town and Rain is lost, Rose’s life is swept up in the eye of the storm, and she has to learn how to navigate her feelings of melancholy and loneliness. In "Rain Reign", Ann M. Martin uses the symbolism of the rain to provide the audience with context, build suspense and stir empathy.
She checked the shoebox beneath her bed every night, just to make sure her hidden world was still thriving. And it always was the same as she left it night before, as if time stopped without her presence. Miniscule vines crawled up the cardboard insides of the box, searching for the sky. Trees, the largest ones as thick as her thumb, rooted in the thin bottom of the box. She had created the forest, and as a god wanted something to rule.
The sun peeked over the nearby mountaintop as rays of sunshine, flickered through the window as Andrew Barnes drank his coffee while watching the morning news and glanced at the newspaper before going to work. Sitting up straight in his chair as the announcer got his attention, “Late yesterday afternoon, police found an elderly couple viciously murdered in their home on the corner of Oakdale Ave and Olive St. The neighbor who asked to remain anonymous reported, no one had been seen at the residence for several days, and as well there was a terrible odor coming from the house.” Arriving at the house, the officer found all the doors locked and checked several windows before he found one open. Entering the house he followed the stench and found the elderly couple lying on the floor in the living room.
Sally and Mrs.Chipley immediately sprints into Aunt Sarah’s house after the city bus drops them off. Aunt Sarah questions, “Why come in so quickly?” Mrs.Chipley tiredly exclaims, “It’s pouring out there!” All of a sudden they hear, “Beep, beep, beep, beep!” Aunt Sarah exclaims, “Go into the safe room now!”
3.00AM - I sit there as it all happens, frozen. Sarah convinced me to come ‘It’ll be fun’ she said ‘You need to get out of the house’ she said. Now here we are, Sarah passed out hours ago, completely wasted. I’m all alone 8.00PM - I’m trying to find something to wear, I can’t find anything!
It happened so suddenly none of the staff expected it, not even the Charms Professor. It was in the great school of Hogwarts in the middle of the Summer Holiday that when it happened, a bright scarlet light appeared in the near empty Great Hall and from that light something impacted the floor causing it to crash, as though it was hit with a meteor. When the Headmaster and the staff checked the crater that was made from the impact they were surprised to see that there was child in the crater, showing that he was the cause. He was unconscious and had two wounds through and through showing that he was impaled with two blades that were removed from his body and was now bleeding to death. They immediately took the child to Poppy, the school nurse,
1 Lavishly, the moon pours light onto the trees. Decorated in the waning crescent these wispy slivers of green shiver under the winds cold curse. The tip tap footsteps of a mouse tinkle through the wood, bouncing from tree to tree. Walking through the thick silence there is a king, an emperor. Yet he is as silent as the trees, he leaves nothing but gentle whispers and delicate imprints in the ground.
Laying in the bed of her small cottage in the woods, Jess could hear the faint noise of a firetruck siren wailing in the distance. Exhausted, she pulled up her cloud-like blanket and shut her eyes. It was so quiet; all she could hear were the sirens seemingly getting closer. Shattering the silence was a “tap, tap, tap,” coming from the window above her head.
Two sisters, Ashley and Bethany, were bored in their tiny little room, they felt very crowded, as if every second they wanted to get out more and more. Ashley finally asked, “do you want to go outside in the woods? “Don’t you think it’s dangerous?” “No, are you scared?” “No…”
Hannah experiences a transition from ignorance to knowledge. To begin with, after Hannah moves in with Tante Rose, she becomes consumed by her passion for piano. To her “there [is] nothing else in the world”
Like puppets they nodded. Screams rioted in Janie’s skull. She gripped the bookbag as if she planned to throw grenades. In syllables that dropped as softly as notes on a flute, her mother said, “Hannah is your mother Janie. We are not really your parents.”
The roads became more broken down. Suddenly the beeping of the cars startled my thoughts and my world unfroze. I felt the droplets accumulating under my eyes. Tears began rolling down my face. It was at that moment that I realized how honored I was to have everything