It Was A Beautiful Summer

It was a hot week of summer. My family was planning on going to Texas because my grandfather had fallen ill. My grandfather had been battling cancer for a while and was placed in a nursing home he did not like. When my family picked him up and brought him back home, we didn’t have any idea what was about to happen.

Human nature drives individuals to define the most perplexing concepts; however, understanding the true meaning refers to more than its denotation. The definition of justice proves to be a conflicting view point, dating back to Socrates’s attempted explanation in Plato’s The Republic. Within the first book, Socrates finds himself exposing the flaws behind three definitions of justice proposed by the traditionalists of Athens. Through Socrates’s ridicule of physical attributes equating to justice, he disproves these perceived virtues and conveys the necessity for a lack of physicality.

You see I was thoroughly bored seeing as there was nothing to do but stare out of the window. The radio was playing “I can see Clearly Now”, by some unknown person-It was ironic considering it was raining outside-. My mother was driving, my dad was in the passenger seat, and my three brothers were in the vehicle as well. To either side of us there were fields. We eventually came upon a store, so we stopped there for

One day me my mom and dad and sister we were driving to my aunt and uncle's house.It was about 3:00 and me and my cousins we were playing football.And my mom and my auntie they were making dinner.And my dad and uncle were watching a baseball game.And then it was time to eat.

I jolt awake. “Must have been a bad dream” I thought to myself. I looked around and was shocked at my surroundings. A destroyed hospital room. The paint on the walls is peeling and it smells like old sheets and medicine. The beds are covered in rust and pieces of the ceiling have fallen on the floor. The room is dark, but the sun is shining through the barricaded windows. I rip the needles out of my arms and struggle to stand up. I put on my clothes that were still neatly folded under the bed. I walk out of the room. There were blood stains on the wall and random hospital supplies thrown on the floor. My heart starts to race. I try to think of what could have happened. While I was thinking I was snapped out of my thoughts by a banging behind me. I turn around to see a door, bolted shut. I decide not to open it. I begin to walk

In America today, most people have their own political views. Some are legitimate, and some are the cause of one main problem: media bias. Certain media outlets are promoting biased political views on television, the internet, and social media. People that watch and read these biased media sources are constantly believing more and more of the false information that they are presenting. Media bias and fake news in the United States is a major contributing factor to many citizens’ political views, especially as a result of news outlets that promote a liberal agenda.

It was spring. The sun was shining very bright. My only sister, Bonita, who was just

We were dancing to the jazz music alone, smiling, and the only thing coming out of our mouth was laughter, and the imitation of the vibrant sounds coming from the shining trumpets on the stage below us. The Jazz Festival in Oak Harbor was amazing, even though I didn’t hang out with a lot of people, but that was fine by me, I just talked and danced the through the late day and night with my best friend. This friend brought out the best of me, and I was filled with an emotion so strong, I never wanted to see the sun rise, that night, in the sky ever again; to see the same moon from when I was singing and dancing with this person, oh no, not this feeling.

“Sunny and 75” That is what it was in the state of Florida on a cool summer day. My family and I had just gone on 2 planes to get here and it was perfect outside. We were in Florida and we were going to the boardwalk for a day of fun! We drove there with my Great Aunt because that is who we were staying with. When we got there we saw so many different and colorful booths and street performers that we didn't know how we were going to see them all in one day! “I’m gonna go look around” I said. My mom said “Ok but meet me at this store at 3:00” I went to each booth looking at what all they were selling. I was also looking at the different street acts that were going on. The performance that was my personal favorite was a fire breather. There was a crowd of people around him so it was hard to see, but I managed to get closer to the front of the pack of people.

The story of Summer, by David Updike, is set during that idyllic time in life when responsibility is the last word on anyone's mind. And yet, as with all human affairs, responsibility is an ever-present and ever-necessary aspect to life. What happens when the protagonist, Homer, loses his awareness of a certain personal responsibility to maintain self-control? Homer's actions increasingly make him act foolishly, internally and externally. Also, how does Homer return to a sense of sanity and responsibility? To a degree, I would say that he does.

It was a beautiful summer day.The sweet smell of sunflowers blooming through our backyard was similar to the smell of honey. There were so many different types of birds and insects flying around me that I never even knew existed. With water balloons flying around my sister and I, we heard a holler from my mom, “Let’s go, we need to go to Costco!” at the sound of my mom’s voice mentioning Costco my sister and I dropped our water balloons, cleaned the mess as fast as we could. We ran inside, as fast as a race car driver, gulping down the glass of milk my mom neatly placed on the table. With white mustaches we stood next my mom’s silver toyota camry, ready to go. As my mom finished the last of the dishes, we strapped on our seat belts over the booster seat and went to our favorite store.

The next thing I know I am getting a phone call from my mom, I answer it immediately and hardly make out her words “You and your siblings need to get down here now, I’m afraid it isn’t good. The machines started beeping and then nurses came in and whisked your father away.”

When I regained consciousness, I tried to open my eyes to check my surroundings. However, being so long in darkness, I could hardly see anything. By the stench and the "beep... beep... beep..." sound around me, I knew where I was. A while later, my eyes got used to the bright light and could see much more clearly. The first thing I saw was a doctor looking into my eyes very closely. When I moaned at him, he backed up and smiled. " You will be fine. Just a little painful; doesn't bother too much," he said. Then he turned to my mother, and they chatted for a while. Before he left the room, he turned to me again, "Rest some more." He smiled again and closed the door. His smile was so warm, but not as warm as my mother's. My mother walked up to me, and she pulled a chair and sat down. I was too afraid to look into her eyes; she would be so disappointed because I crashed the brand new car. It seemed like my head weighted 20 kilograms, and I could not pull it up. I

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.

Back in the day, when I remember of me being a child and it was one of the best moment I could think of my childhood that happened in the summer, where good time start it and not too far off that it sound it like that we played in the water and we figured since it is a bit hot outside i was going to six flags and having some fun with our family and friend having an enjoyable time. Few things I would say about my childhood was also the summer time, when the sun was hitting my body my mom used to worry about me a lot so I would not get dark so she would tell me to put sunscreen on all the time even on my face and in front of my friends but back when I was little I did not get what or why she was saying that but now I get it on why. Sometime when I didn’t wear the slippers my feet would burn like I was walking in a fried pan but I were to just walk in grass with my wet feet and then a few seconds later same thing happens again so it was not point of walking in the grass but I still walked. I closed my eyes one time because my mom used to surprise me with friends coming over, going to swimming and having a picnic and playing with the park dogs, it would be so much fun but we had this curfew time to get back home and the only annoying thing was the bugs and bees around us that were biting out skins off and making us scratch and the dirt we use in or the mud that we use to make sand castles out of at the beach. I tried to look up and see if I would be getting some shade anytime