It felt like Meagan was bossing us around and I hated that. Just, something about her made it so we had to do whatever she ordered us to do. I think I’m just afraid of her, but I’m not gonna admit that. I got up off the floor and grabbed two bananas for breakfast, I felt famished. I peeled them open and chomped them down in lightning time. They tasted so good, the flavour was so bold I grabbed one more to eat. While eating the third banana I thought to myself how I would despise bananas after this fiasco. I’m going to have to eat these for my three meals until we get rescued. Colin and I went to see Meagan to get our extensive list of orders. It was a beautiful day, the sun coming up over the horizon creating a shimmer on the ocean. The mammoth …show more content…
We decided to enjoy the night by eating some bananas and drinking the little amount of water we had cleaned. It may have been a small portion, but it was refreshing. A loud scraping sound was made on the side of the plane. It sounded like a teacher scratching a chalkboard. It gave me the shivers and made me wonder, could it be the orange eyed beast? We decided to ignore the sound because whatever it was, it could probably tear us apart with what sounded like razor sharp …show more content…
I can’t keep track, I’m just too tired. I wish I could go home to my normal chicago house and sleep for a week. All of this exotic nature has got the best of me. Today we are just going to gather more water from the desalinator. We still had enough bananas but it wasn’t enjoyable eating bananas for every meal every day, so I will try and find some other fruit. Today was overcast with gray gloomy clouds covering the sky. It was accompanied with a cool breeze that felt really good when it hit my body. Filling the desalinator was so boring, I felt like I was a robot doing all this work. The sun was starting to go down marking the end of another long day when I heard a scream come from the jungle. It sounded like Colin. Meagan and I rushed into the jungle to find him. “Colin!” I screamed into the jungle, my voice echoed through the what seemed never ending forest. He responded “Over here! Help me.” He was resting up against a mossy tree with blood dripping down his leg and a huge gash in his thigh. He was trying to stop the blood with his t-shirt, but the blood wouldn’t stop coming, the cut was too deep. “What happened to you?” I asked worriedly. “It attacked
" I really wonder what happened."
I awoke before the first rays of sunlight had passed through the dew-covered trees to the west today. It had rained the evening before, and the smell of wet leaves and grass was still lingering in the air.
The Woolly Mammoth is much like many modern-day elephants and is believed to be very closely related to the African elephant. They lived in the ice-age in grasslands and tundra-like terrain which provided food for their strictly herbivore diet of grass, shrubs, tree saplings and flower buds. An adult, male mammoth could grow to be 3 meters tall at the shoulder, this was a very useful anti-preda...
Wiping the sleepies out of my eyes, I quickly glanced at my alarm clock – 5 am. “Good, I’ve got plenty of time,” I thought to myself. As quietly as possible, which never works when I am trying to, I quickly grabbed a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Checking my list and grabbing my gear I headed out to wait for a taxi in the cool fading morning. I could taste the excitement, or was that the humidity?
It was Maria screaming. She tumbled into my dorm and James followed along and saw Maria laying unconscious.
The wooly mammoth, Mammuthus Primigenius, was a large animal that can reach heights of four meters. The woolly mammoth though giant ate a diet of grasses, twigs, and leaves. Because the woolly animal was so large it did not have many predators the two main predators were, early human ansesstors and large sabertooth cats. The wooly mammoth species was able to survive through the ice age but became extinct when they could not handle the major climate change. Though they did become extinct scientist look to modern giants for answers, these giants, the Asian and African elephants.
It is 6:25 in the morning. The outside is still pitch black; there is no hint of sunlight coming through the curtain. It will be hours before sunrise. I can barely see my fingers in front of my face.
The day started off like any average day, I took a hot shower, got dressed and got prepared for the day. It wasn’t until I sat down and started eating my bowl full of cheerios with extra sugar, that I realized what was actually happening. Today would be the day I finally bought my first car, after a year of hard work and conservative economic decisions.
Last year, Meagan and Kris started their very own book club. They got the idea from Meagan's mom. Once a month, Meagan's mom had met with her friends to talk about a book they all had read. Sometimes people would even bring snacks. Everyone took turns picking the book they would read.
I jumped out of my bed, rushed to the window and took a very deep breath. The morning air was full of special fragrant. I could not understand that scent; just remember that it was quite special. Now I know that it was a scent of freedom. It seemed like I could see all the molecules that were dancing in the rays of the sun as a little cartoon bulbs: very light and happy.
“Let’s wait out front,” Dan said, going up the driveway. Weeping, Karen asked, “Is she, all right?” Shaking his head, Dan said, “There’s a lot of blood back there. It doesn’t look good,” While standing in the driveway, he listened as Karen described what happened earlier, “Bouncer woke me up to take him outside.
The sun filtered through the clouds, signalling the end of the rain. Leafs swayed gently in the breeze. After I got everything settled down. I pull out my sunglass from my purse and then put it on my face. I walked towards the beach to get a closer contact with the ocean.
It was a bright and warm summer morning when I woke from a good night sleep. Nothing prepared me for the dark, gloomy and sad day ahead of me. You see, this was the day that my cousin and childhood best friend passed away in an auto accident.
It is a sunny morning. I am home with my stepfather and brothers. The clouds seem perfectly shaped as they swivel in the sky. The birds whistle a tune no morning has heard and the trees dance as the breeze whips. I am stuck indoors, and I am missing what seems to be the perfect day. My brother is leaving to head to basketball camp. My other brother is heading to work. Today was going to be a day with just my stepdad and me. He prepares breakfast for me, and the smell captivates my senses. I stop staring out the window and head to the bathroom and then to the table to eat. This is the perfect day.
OUCH! My leg crippled with pain. I tried to shuffle my way to the window, but it was excruciating. As my senses kicked back in, I felt pains shooting up and down my body. Peering down at my hands I screamed. My hands were covered in cold, congealed blood.