I start my journey in bone marrow. Have you ever seen how flexible bone marrow is!?! It’s really exciting. I form from hemocytoblast which takes about 2 days. The body makes about two million red blood cells every second. So there’s a lot of me to go around. I finally get to leave and make my way through the veins capillaries along with my buddy plasma. We take up most of the room since there’s so much to go around, but on my behalf those guys aren’t that big to begin with. Eventually I go to what I like to call the big brother of the vein capillaries the arteries. Those are so much bigger but they do more work and they are stronger the capillaries are nowhere near as strong! I eventually make my way to your heart! If you close your fist, that’s about the average size of your heart. The heart pumps about 2,000 gallons (7,571 liters) of me a day through its chambers, no you don’t have the much of me in your body but it pumps me over and over. Your heart receives me already oxygenated in the same way your brain, foot and the rest of your body do: through an artery. Now although the h...
The first half of my book “The Cellar” written by Natasha Preston, was so good that I could not put the book down. The girl, at that point, had no memories which include her name and anything before she woke up on a dirty, bloody cabin floor. She looked down at her throbbing hand and found that two of her fingernails were missing.
Zero awoke to find himself standing, it was not something he was familiar with and he searched his memory for any recollection of it happening before. Quickly he discovered that large parts of his memory were missing, gone were the seemingly endless data bases of information. Quickly he sent out feelers trying for a connection of some sort but he drew a blank. It seemed that where ever he was now, had limited connection capacity. Instead he used his visual feed to survey his surrounding, it appeared he was in some kind of desert of discarded parts.
car was old and coming to its end the engine grumbled as it came to a
Once upon a time deep in a large forest there lived a woodchopper, his wife, and their two children, Hansel and Gretel. It was a beautiful forest, full of trees, flowers and butterflies and streams. Matter of fact, the family had everything they could ever want except for one little thing.
First Things First, grab the saw his antibiotics are wearing off. “We have to saw off your right leg, Mr. Daws I’m very sorry for your loss.” He replied, “It’s a whole lot better than dying that's for sure I’ll just have to adjust.” This was the usual part of the job so it really didn’t affect me at the time, but it surely would come back to haunt me in the end.
As blood travels through the circulatory system, it is first pumped from the right side of the heart to the lungs through the pulmonary arteries and then separates into arterioles which split into capillaries. Here, the deoxygenated blood receives oxygen diffused in the lungs due to large surface area and travel back through venules and then pulmonary veins to the left side of the heart. From here, the oxygen rich blood is pumped throughout the body in arteries, arterioles, and capillaries, providing the body and cells with nutrients through osmosis. Afterwards, the now deoxygenated blood travels back to the right side of the heart containing deoxygenated blood, through venules and vein to repeat the cycle over again. Also, the heart is nourished by coronary circulation through the Right and Left Main Coronary Arteries.
The Story begins on a beach with three young children playing. Violet, 14, inventor; Klaus, 12, amateur researcher; and Sunny, baby, professional biter who has not totally developed speech. When they arrive to the beach it is a cloudy foggy overcast day. Violet is spending her time here skipping rocks, Klaus is studying tide pools and Sunny is just enjoying her time being at the beach with her older siblings. Even though it is not the greatest day in the world, the children are enjoying their time spent here at their favorite place. No other people are here on beach and this gives the children a place to be alone with their imagination. While playing a gentleman is approaching, but with the fog it scares the children because they cannot see who walks beneath the fog. As the figure gets closer they start to figure out who it is. The strange figure that lurked in the fog is Mr. Poe a friend of the family. Mr. Poe comes over to the children playing and explains to the children that their parents have perished in a fire that destroyed their home. Mr. Poe explains to the children that they will have to live with his family temporarily until he can figure out a plan as to where they will go.
Yellowhawk a great honorable and courage chief for the Sioux Tribe. Horribly, him and his people were take from there home land, to be locked away in a prisoner camp for seven years. The chief asked a requested from the general holding them prisoner. YellowHawk requested that him and the rest of his people be released back to their homeland in Montana, Cheyenne Territory. The general asked a great soldier of his to safely guided the chief and his family back to Montana. Quickly the soldier refuse the mission he was about to be assigned to. This man has witnessed hundreds of horrible things that the native people have done.
I ran back up to the bridge and the crew followed, I got onto the radio and sent out an S.O.S. signal plus tried to call for help but the coms where down and the antenna was frozen...Everything was frozen. Our location was 5 miles from the Diomede island, I sent Serga and Jack to get the harpoons on deck because when the deck freezes we use them to chip the ice off so the men are able to work without ice falling on them. The crew and I met on deck, we discussed a plan to go and find help. I said that Jack, Serga and Colson will go and try to reach Biomede island and get help. They will take the harpoons, tents and some blankets. They took the harpoons for protection incase they run into unwanted guests. The rest of us will try to fix the radio
After his close encounter of the dumbest kind, Freddie makes his way into a small driveway that leading to the back part of the apartment complex. Once in there, his eyes are delighted when the four green dumpsters catch his vision. However that’s not the only thing going on back there, several boys have that distrustful look about them as they carry boxes [with the exact dimensions and labeling] commencing from one building to another. Back and forth, they go like soldiers, Freddie knows they are up to something.
Look around my brethren, for countless generations these plains have been shared between all, man and animal. But now a looming danger comes near. Another race, once few and weak, now can overpower us easily. They have minds like us too till the soil, but are plagued by their possessions. They claim this Earth of ours for themselves and for their own purposes, they allow the rich to enjoy special luxuries that the common people cannot. They take the money which the common depend on to support those ruling. We cannot assimilate into their nation. Their nation is one which is filled with strife and deceptive rulers. Only 12 years ago they promised we could keep this land. But now they overrun our hills and plains once more. My brothers, shall we allow them to take more of our home? No! We shall fight until they let us be.
she always used to wish for a way to escape her life. She saw memories
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
Habits of the Creative Minds is a simple textbook with a particular twist. I began reading the book thinking it was going to be a basic textbook, but the author,Richard E. Miller and Ann Jurecic, changed the tone of the book and put it into a metaphor. This metaphor was about the reader in your writing, or for anyone reading should feel like Alice in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. The reader should be reading, and figuratively fall into the reading, by this the authors means the reader should not want to put that book down. They should be engulfed in the book and read from cover to cover. The attention must be maintained and the best way to do this is by making the writing unique. The authors of this book puts
One of the most unique creatures are fish. As I am sitting here in my room, my fish are swimming about with not a care in the world. I wonder what it would feel like to be a fish.