The Accident It all began one cold winter night in the month of December. My aunt, parents and my little brother and I had traveled to Garden City, KS. We went to Garden that night to see my sister who had just started studying to be a registered nurse. We stayed at her apartment for an hour or so and it started getting late, so we decided it was time to say goodbye and head back to Leoti. It had just started snowing and the roads froze the night before.
A younger Murlock, equipped with only an ax and a rifle, built his cabin. The little log house had a chimney made of sticks, flat sheet of wood for its roofs and a single door located directly opposite a window. The cabin has been the witness to Murlock’s married life and later widowed life. One time, when Murlock came home from hunting, he found his wife with high fever. Considering that there is no physician and neighbors nearby, he was forced to nurse for his wife but to no avail.
In the meantime, he makes things from craft kits. He started by building a miniature log cabin from notched Popsicle sticks.” (356) The readers learn that Leroy Moffitt has been home for three months recovering from an accident he suffered during his job, however it had rendered him disabled and therefore, could not return to his job. As the quote suggests, Leroy adopted interesting skills to pass the time at home such as crafting and even sewing. Mason reveals that the reason Leroy wanted to build a log cabin was because he had promised his wife ever since they were married that he would build her a new home. Although it appeared to be a sweet gesture, it was the first indication that Leroy was living in the past, unlike his wife.
She is the eldest of eight children and her family became very poor in 1856 due to some work complications. She suffered from asthma and since she was the eldest, she usually stayed home to take care of her younger siblings, also, she barely received any education. On 11th of February 1858, a remarkable incident took place in Lourdes, France near Grotto of Massabielle. When Bernadette was collecting wood with her sister and friend, her sister and friend crossed the cold spring while she stayed behind fearing that if she crossed the spring she would get an asthma attack. She heard the wind blow and saw light from the grotto and suddenly saw the face of a beautiful young woman dressed in white, her beauty struck Bernadette and she started to pray the rosary as the lady joined.
Hiking on the Huanghuacheng Great Wall – one of the fourteen sections of the Great Wall of China – on weekends was a central part of my life as an expatriate in Beijing. Only 30 minutes of subway ride away from the city center were grass fields scattered with pastel-colored wildflowers and the bright blue sky that provided a refreshing respite from the stifling smog. When it began snowing in Winter, however, it was closed off due to safety issues, and I had to wait until March when the snow thawed and seeped into the ground. In my fourth year in Beijing, my parents made a special exception: they had booked a cable car tour course of the Badaling Great Wall, which was reputed to be more complete and spectacular than its thirteen other counterparts. As the piercing wind blew across the mountaintops the snowflakes swirled in little circles, but grew still as they settled on nameless, weather-worn gravestones that
The remains produced a strong bad smell. But the bereaved families were kept waiting for an hour and no word came from the chief. After learning that the body had already been brought to the village, the elders fumed. Bringing the boy’s - dead body to the village when he died in the mountains was an abomination. The remains were supposed to be buried in a cave right there, roared a voice.
The deer ran away about 60 yards from where I killed it. I couldn’t even believe it. I called and texted my mom she couldn’t even believe it. We had to wait a few minutes to see where it was because if it was still alive we didn’t want to scare it off. We waited 5 minutes but during those five minutes me and my dad celebrated and hugged for probably 2 minutes.
Abigale Marta January 23, 2018 Narrative Essay College Composition 5th December Baby Longs for Snow Eight years ago, I woke up on a Wednesday morning, ran to the front door and peeked out the frosted window to see blankets of snow over the streets. My mom informed me that school was cancelled and I was going to stay home all day. Every kid around our area knows the excitement a kid feels from the words “snow day”. Not only was it a snow day, but it was my tenth birthday. I hurriedly packed on layers of clothes and ran across the street to my best friend’s grandma’s house.
Now you 're probably wondering what I am doing in there just trying to go missing well no. My best friend, Timber,her brother went missing. Her whole family is sad and scared that they will never find him again especially if the last pace they saw him was walking in here. So we told Timbers parents that she could spend a few nights over here while they go and search for him where he could have gone missing. When Timber came you knew she didn 't want to be here.
Day 1: The Blake forest is une of the most beautiful things I've seen. My friends and I were camping for the winter break before entering college, we thought we were going to have fun but that was our mistake. It was night when the real hell began, we were all sitting around the campfire telling the typical horror stories that our parents told us when we hear a branch break. "Who's there?" I ask but nobody answered, suddenly saw a woman 25 years I started walking towards us, "Who are you?"