The annoying blare of your alarm bloomed to life in a series of brain-piercing shrieks, earning a muffled groan from you. You groped around your bedside table, but all you managed to do was knock your green-tinted glasses to the floor; almost doing the same to your lamp two seconds later. The alarm wasn't stopping, and the insistent beeping had started rattling around the inside of your skull in a rather unbearably obnoxious way. You groggily slid your eyes open, slowly sitting up and blinking around in search of the annoying contraption. It was marginally harder to see anything without the aid of your glasses, and turned searching into a game of guessing what this or that blurred object was. It turned out that somewhere in the night, you'd managed to knock the clock into the incredibly small crack between your bed and the table, ad you had to fish it out with your …show more content…
Resolving to finish your essay later, you opened the most recent design for the robonoid. "They," Lapis began, "They said it shouldn't be more than a week, maybe two or three at most, until people can start moving back upstairs..." "Fine. As long as you're out of here soon," you said off-handedly, your attention unwavering from your laptop. Lapis huffed, but didn't say anything to your blatant response. Sighing, she stiffly made her way to the bathroom. You could hear running water behind the closed door, and the soft hum of Lapis muttering to herself. You couldn't make out exactly what she was saying, but she didn't sound overly happy. You were pretty sure you were the source of that. Oh well. Let her complain. You were going to act how you wanted, it was your dorm after all. If she wanted any form of warm reception she could go somewhere else. You'd managed to contribute a few meager sentences to your failing attempt at an essay when Lapis came back out. She took in a sharp breath, drawing a side-glance from you, pinching the bridge of her nose as she
On the Run Run. The only word repeats in my head: Run. I cannot stop, I am not allowed. No matter how much I am gasping for oxygen to reach my lungs, I cannot. No matter how much my legs burn and ache, I cannot.
making a very loud, annoying, ringing sound. This is done in order to get the
A metallic ringing woke me from my sleep, or rather rest; I don't think I ever actually fell asleep. I opened
The Forest of Inception Blood, there's blood everywhere. It has drenched my clothes; it has drenched my friends. Red, everything is red, even the ground below me has turned into a shade of scarlet. I hear and watch my friends screaming and pleading for their lives as they fall one by one. Drips of red splash off them like crimson rain.
beeping from the arcade games, a metal fan going, tumbling noises from the dryers, and
My nights of sleep seemed to have no chance. The twisting and turning of the
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.
It’s going to be lots of fun with cakes, lovely, colorful cupcakes, presents big and small, and balloons in all shapes and sizes.
It all started on November 28, 2010. It was a Thursday. “Grandma, are we there yet?” I kept bugging her. “Almost,” she replied.
The forest knew I meant it no harm and welcomed me as her impermanent guest.
Suppose that an emergency vehicle, with sirens blaring, speeds down the street in front of a house in which two people are sleeping. Both people hurriedly awake from their sleep due to the proximity of the cacophonous sirens, anxious that the vehicle might be responding to an emergency near the residence. However, both soon realize that the vehicle is only passing by the house on its way to the true emergency. Upon this discovery, Person A’s anxieties about immediate danger are alleviated, and he or she drifts back to sleep. In contrast, annoyance and frustration that his or her restful sleep has been interrupted causes Person B to be unable to return to sleep. These composite people demonstrate a unique difference between the body and the soul. In this scenario, the body garners obvious information from the environment; both people audibly perceive the sirens of the vehicle and subsequently respond by arousing from their sleep. The sound could be measured and quantified by a definite figure, such as one hundred and twenty decibels (“Noise”). Other data, such as the time and date the vehicle passed, could be
Along with vision, hearing is one of the most important senses that humans have. We use it to communicate, learn, and stay aware of our environment. In fact, hearing is the only sense that never stops receiving sensory input. While all of our other senses become drastically less sensitive when we are sleeping, our brain still processes auditory information to awaken us the second something is wrong. Although this may have been more practically used before people slept safely in homes, it’s still useful for hearing a fire alarm or our alarm clock in the morning. We are able to hear by processing sound waves. This energy travels through the delicate structures in our ears to be transformed into neural activity so that we can perceive the sensory information we receive (Myers, 2010).
This semester started off okay because I had the room to myself, being that I was here early for O-Team. As soon as my roommate Mariel moved in, however, from the beginning I knew it was going to be a problem because she is an absolute
Just think of all the times the alarm clock did not go off, and mom was
I woke up around one o’clock thinking it was nine in the morning. I quickly rose out of bed to see if my roommate was awake. He was passed out from staying up late the night before and it was obvious that he was still exhausted. I proceeded to do my usual morning routine, although it was the afternoon. I came