“Look! think I see the cabin!” Ben Halperin looked up from his Warriors book to his sister Lily's’ call. He could see the cabin he and his family would be staying at for the next week, between two mountains on a ridge in the distance. “Mom, are we going out for dinner tonight?” Ben asked his mom “Sure honey, whatever you want.” “Thanks, Mom,” Ben said Once they had parked the car in front of their cabin, Ben got out and inspected around the cabin “Ben! C’mon! Your dad’s got the key, let's get settled before we eat dinner” Ben heard his mom yell from the front of the cabin. He ran around the other side of the cabin, giving his legs a good stretch after the long ride in the car and watched his dad insert the key into the cabin and swung the …show more content…
Ben could see his cabin below him and the highway right next to the mountain he was on, he could see cars going back and forth; up the mountain down the mountain. Ben turned around and started his way up the mountain again searching for the perfect spot to snowboard. By the time Ben made it to the top of the mountain it was already mid-afternoon, carrying the heavy snowboard was hard work! Ben went through a little line of trees that concealed a clearing with a hill on the far side. Brrr… it’s colder up here than down there Ben thought, remembering that his mom told him to bring a jacket before he headed out to snowboard. It’s nothing, I’ll be fine, a little cold can’t hurt, can it? Ben thought to himself before pushing the thoughts out of his mind and started walking up the hill that was across from the …show more content…
Uh-Oh, Ben thought, I’m never going to make it back home in time for dinner. My parents are going to kill me when I do get home, I hope soon because I’m getting cold. Before long, Ben looked up ahead of him and he saw that the woods would end because he was approaching a clearing. When Ben got to the edge of the woods, he felt something in his pocket. Ben dug the something out and realized it was his phone that he forgot he took with him, I can just call my parents to come find me! Oh, that would be so nice. Ben turned on his phone and hit the little phone icon app. He punched in his mom’s number and let it ring but nothing happened. Ben tried it a few more times, but still, it didn’t work. Ben put his phone back in his pocket and cursing, continued. Ben didn’t know how long he had been walking before he looked down at his wrists, now numb with cold, and stopped to take a rest. I should have listened to my parents about taking a jacket because I am so cold right now! Ben sat down on the snowy ground to catch his breath just listening to the sounds. After a while, Ben got up and started to walk again, but this time at a slower pace for his body was going numb with cold because of the jacket he didn’t take that his parents told him to wear. When Ben
As Jonas reached the top of the hill, the chill seemed to grow from his bones. Jonas and Gabe climbed onto the red sled from the memory. He clutched Gabe closer as the sled gained speed and the trees flew by. A few feet from the base of the snowy hill, the sled broke on impact with a rock. Jonas staggered out of the snow, trying to rub warmth into the newchild, who had begun to shiver violently.
As Jack and his family start trudging through the long winter in the hotel it becomes apparent that Jack starts to develop “cabin fever.” His writer’s block causes anxiety and anger towards his wife and son. Jack also starts to develop an obsessive compulsive behavior pers...
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.
I could hear the car engines roaring to life, horns honk above me. Tiny footsteps echo throughout the tunnel as I leant up against a brick wall. The tunnel seemed to carry on forever like there was no ending. Yellow dimmed lights lead through the path of the tunnel. I tried to control my breathing which got heavier by the second.
It was similar to the suburban street I grew up on, but in lieu of cookie-cutter houses with stale Bermuda grass, there stood wood cabins with yards covered in snow. The reddish-orange light emanating from the towering street lights pierced through a white fog and gently illuminated the area. Exiting the car, I was overwhelmed with a flurry of new sensations. The gently falling snow absorbed all of the sounds I was used to hearing in a residential area.The low hum of passing cars, birds singing from the trees, and the sound of blowing wind appeared to be muffled, even silenced, by the steady falling snow. I felt enveloped in a cool, but somehow familiar blanket. The smell of burning wood was coming from every direction, as each house I looked at had a thin, grayish plume rising gently from the chimney. The plumes represented the warmth and comfort of the many people I imagined to be nestled by the fire. Looking down the street, I noticed how freshly plowed it was. A thin layer of snow and ice-- like icing on a cupcake, or the glass top on my parent’s nightstand-- covered the street. But on the side of the street sat a pile of snow that could have swallowed me alive. Feeling taunted, I stood there and weighed my options. Chest deep mounds of frozen crystals begged me to dive in and lose myself. Preparing to succumb to the temptations before me, I was momentarily hindered by the fear of my parent’s wrath. But had that ever stopped me
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.
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
mighty breath blew the door closed, the bird still inside. She tried to cry out for help, but no more
The Smith’s a family of 4 were at their vacation cabin enjoying a beautiful summer day in Salt Lake City, Utah. They had decided to go camping, while they were out gathering wood for a fire they heard a strange noise. It sounded like an elephant and a pig. The oldest girl told her parents what she had heard and they didn't believe her, they thought she was losing her mind. Until the next night while the kids were asleep John and Joanne heard the same noise their oldest daughter Elizabeth had heard the night before they looked out of their tent to find a strange looking creature with the body of a elephant and the head of a pig standing about 20 yards. They didn't want to scare their kids so the next day when the kids woke up John and Joanne
'This year's been a good one for snow.' Candlewick mumbled, a statement which was frequently heard from her during these months. She drifted through the living room somewhat aimlessly, admiring the gorgeous January sunset that gleamed magnificently through the frosty bay windows, throwing prismatic rays of evening light over the frozen river. Glancing back into the main room, she pressed her fingertip to the glass' misty surface. Candlewick stared dreamily out over the beautiful snow-covered hills, tracing their outline into the frost.
The man opens his eyes. He didn't know where he was or what his name was. He was a tall man about 6.1, and he had a blond crew cut covered in sand. His eyes were emerald green and had a confused look in them, like they were lost. His clothing was damp from the ocean.
I tried to slow my heart rate. Time seemed to stop as a horrendous creak burst from the boards beneath me. I could no longer hear the men's chatter from inside the house. I know they're on to me, I surely thought. I heard footsteps inside the cabin coming toward the wall I was leaning against. I had no time to think. I jumped from the deck that had so brutally betrayed my location only seconds ago. I ran into the abyss of a forest that lay beyond the fence of the cabin. I dodged the trees and rocks that laced the ground in my attempt to scurry to the safety of the trees. They won't find me here, I told myself over and over again with only the slightest trace of confidence. I jumped behind a fallen log about one-hundred yards from the cabin.
The cold wind whipped across my face leaving its bright red mark behind. I shuddered at the cold and gripped my ski poles tighter with my frozen hands as I willed the ski lift to move faster than its current slow crawl. I looked to my right to see my older brother and dad hunched over trying to conserve their own warmth. For what felt like the fifty millionth time I chastised myself for agreeing to attempt the run ahead. I peered through the fog at the run that fell below.
May stood in the kitchen hovering over the stove, steam rising into the vent as she cooked some eggs for herself.May's arm laid on her hip as she scrambled the egg's on the plate besides her and picking up the plate turning off the stove, and moving the pan off the heat. May's eyes looked over at the forest through her window she frowned it rained, she wondered if he was okay.May wandered to the table and slipped the warm food onto the marble tabletop and sat down and started to eat, unable to not think about him she mumbled,"I should go make himself something....since he won't join me in this house...it's the least I can do."May finished eating her eggs and got up cleaned her plate and stuck it in the dishwasher and doing the same with the pan.May wandered around her house grabbing a basket and placed it in the
I just smile and she finished my order. I get outside and it's raining harder. I hurry to my car (while trying not to slip) and just my luck, the trunk won't open. No matter how many times or how hard I press the button on the little remote, it won't open. I sigh and try the key, the key hole is frozen.