Big Fridge Short Story

The article “Not in my fridge” by Jeffery M. Smith elaborately discussed the health hazards of genetically modified (GM) products. This article has opened my eyes and revealed my ignorance of how unmindful of what I have eaten for years. I was very alarmed by many of the things I have learned in this article. After learning the side-effect of GM food, I was certainly concerned for our health. Moreover, learning that the biotech company’s strong stand in advocate of GM products as well as the United States governments and the Food and Drug administration (FDA) cover up of serious safety issues of GM highly disturbed me.

Charlie closes the door and flops on his bed.”God I hate this place.” He thinks. “The sink is leaky, the walls are too thin, and the heater is always being “fixed”. I get home from work late at night and the neighbor above me is always blaring music. I’ve only lived here a few weeks and im already at my wits end. I haven’t bothered to meet any of my neighbors save the one that i am constantly asking to turn down their music.” He looks up at the ceiling and sighs. Thats when he hears a strange noise at first he thinks it must be one of his neighbors televisions but then it gets louder and he recognizes it as the sound of someone crying. He leans his ear against the wall he thinks it coming from. The sounds he hears when he presses his ear to the wall nearly break his heart and he immediately feels the need to comfort, to say something.

It was a nice July day, I had been working all morning and I was needing to cool off. So I head over to a friends house in Laurium, I picked up Garrett and we went to another friends house in Calumet to let them follow us in his white minivan. I was driving a big maroon colored Ford E-350. We decided to go out towards Bootjack because we had to pick up another person from out there anyways. On the way out towards Bootjack, Garrett told me, “you know what’s weird? My mom told me before we left to be careful. She must think something bad is going to happen.” I was a little weirded out by this, but I was determined to have a good day. We found an empty camp site and went swimming in the lake. After we finished swimming we continued on our little day trip. We picked up Claire in bootjack, and wanted to head over to the other side of the Peninsula. So we drove down to McLain State Park and went on the break wall. We sat there for a good chunk of time. The time is 8:30.

I grab the trunk sitting in the corner of my room and opened it and saw things in there that we weren’t able to take on the trail so I got rid of everything in it and I putting some pillows, blankets, cloth diapers, sewing kit, hunting kit, a first aid kit, wagon repair kit that our friend gave to us when we bought the wagon, and some tools. I noticed that my husband was behind me so i asked if he could help me take this trunk out side because it was heavy. We got back to the room and I saw that I forgot to put the bible in the trunk so I put it on the night stand. It started getting light outside James and I finished gathering our flour, sugar, and salt. He went and woke up Hope and then he came out of their room carrying George. After putting everything on the wagon I then noticed that the butter turner wasn't there so I had James go and get it while I went back inside the house to grab Hope’s doll and the bible that I left sitting on the night stand last night. I go back outside to see that James also got the chickens on the side of the wagon and the oxen attached and ready to pull the wagon and we on our way to

I jump and scream. As I get half way through the Woods I trip on root coming out of the ground. Scrapes are covering my knee, blood gushing! I limp my way through the woods tripping and falling as I go. I finally see the backyard of my house, but first have to get through the neighbor's yard. Hopefully that angry dog is locked up! I think to myself! But as I reach the neighbors yard I see the vicious, angry, horrifying dog standing there with his slobber all over his mouth Just staring at me. “Nice doggy” I said sweetly. But it doesn't work. He comes chasing at me only couple yards away! “ Bruno!” Yells the neighbors owner.”Stop this instant!” Bruno goes walking toward the man slowly. “Kenal! Now!” Bruno walks past me growling while walking toward his kenal. “Sorry about that,” says the owner. “Here i’ll help you home.” He says sweetly. As we approach the door, my mother opens it quickly. “What happened? Are you ok?” “Yeah.” I reply. “Well thank you!” “ No problem.” says the man. When I walk inside mom quickly cleans up my knee and sends me straight to bed. As I lay in bed I think of all the crazy things I did today. This was a day I would never

Ryder’s class. So, then I realized that My laptop was in my room. So I opened the door slowly and want to my table and grab my MacBook. Then when I was coming back I fell down on the floor. “Boom”!! Immediately my parents came upstairs like they were going to go run a race, and like they were going to win.They saw my door opened. My sister came to my room with her phone, and says” should i call the doctor, or should I call 911, or wait should I go get your phone and call the doctor”. “Go get my phone, and call the doctor as quick as possible” dad reply after hearing my sister Brooklyn talk a

He was sitting in a chair on his porch watching his farm. The farm contained corn, wheat, and carrots, and i was awfully hungry. The last time i ate was on the train. I know this because i had packed some carrots and bread in my luggage, but now my luggage is gone. I had to find a way to befriend this man. I knew exactly what i had to do. I tapped the dog on the forehead and again and again. He finally bit my arm softly, but enough to make it bleed. I kissed him on the forehead and took off to the farm. I ran onto the porch only to find the dog had followed me to the plantation. The farmer stood up and noticed me holding my arm. He examined me and suspiciously invited me to come in. I entered the house and a wave of terror flooded over

Homecoming night. As I waited for Liam to show up I paced back and forth. "Sissy you're still here?" Jace asked me. "Yes bubba. I'm waiting on Liam."I said firmly. "Liams coming?" he screamed. "Just to pick me up Jace." I said annoyed. He ran out, I felt a little bad. Jace and Sadie loved Liam, and Liam loved them. As I stopped mid thought I heard a horn honking. "Liams here!" Jace came running back into the family room where I hugged him and my younger sister. "Sorry i'm a little late." Liam apologized. "It's okay." I affirmed. As we drove in silence to the school I decided to break the silence. "Liam," I whispered, "there something I have to tell you." "What's wrong Analise?" he questioned. "I've been seeing things." I admitted. "Like what kind of things?" he asked. "I have seen shadows of things watching me," I shuffled as I said it " I don't know if I want to go to Homecoming." "That's fine we can go back to your house and watch movies." "Thanks for understanding Liam." I

Ever since the nightmares have started Emily has feared her closet and underneath her bed. Her small walk-in closet has a pull string for the light in the middle and several objects that look scary in the darkness. Underneath her bed she keeps many pairs of shoes and her lucky stuffed animal which had fallen under there the other night. Emily has gotten to where she feels really unsafe in her own home, but she chooses to stay there

I heard the click of the lock and my mom pushed the door open. We were greeted with an excited Coco. Her tail would wag furiously from left to right, making a thumping noise against the furniture and shakes her entire body in the process. My shoulders relax, and I did not realize how good it feels to be home. My brother pushes past me. The stench coming from his dirty and ripped up football jersey made my nose wrinkle. He rushes ahead to take a shower before dinner. That’s when a familiar smell hits me. A growling noise came from deep inside my stomach, wanting to be fed after a long tiring Thursday at school.

Thank goodness, it had only been thirty minutes. I went to go make myself some more coffee to stay awake. I sat back down, cracked my knuckles, and away I went with the paper once more. To my amazement, I was almost done. This isn’t so bad, I thought to myself as I was rounding the end of the final paragraph. Everything was coming to a perfect ending in the paper, when all of a sudden. The lights in my room went out so fast that it was as if someone had shot them out. I looked back to my computer to find it making the shutting down noise as it had just lost power like the rest of my house. I sat there is utter disbelief as I realized what had just happened. My paper was not

It was early in the morning and my mom called me down for breakfast “Ben come down for breakfast” she said. I can downstairs to another command “Ben g\o get napkins from the basement” “do I have to” I said then my mom gave me the just do it look which means you should really do it or i'll be mad . When i got in the basement I thought to myself I can’t reach the napkins now can so for some reason i decided to try to get them from on top of a old creaky wood stool. I took a step and almost slipped already due to the dust but i still kept going.

I woke up this morning feeling anxious about what was going to happen today. I had this feeling something was going to happen and that lots of us would die. That he enemy would come. I didn’t like the feeling, so I woke up Edward next to me by poking him in his cheek. Automatically, he tried to slam away my hand, thinking it was a rat. When he discovered it was me, not a rat, he asked me why I had woken him up. I told him about my feeling, and the look on his face was painful to look at. So I asked him if we could look for some breakfast, since everybody was sleeping. My stomach hurt, and I knew his did too, because we hadn’t eaten for days. The smell of gas was unbearable, so we covered our mouths with our

This story all takes place 3 years ago in the summer of 2012. It was a beautiful summer day, birds chirping, worms crawling, and animals eating. When I woke up that morning I woke up at my friend Kolbys’, after we woke up we went out to mcdonalds. I got an egg mcmuffin and Kolby got an oatmeal with mini cinnamon rolls, my food was yummy and it really hit the spot, Kolbys’ cinnamon rolls were all gooey and soft. After we went to mcdonalds we went back to Kolbys’ house, and watched TV. We went back and watched TV, but then his mom asks us why don’t you go outside and do something, and we know that when his mom says that we knew she wanted us out of the

I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…