Sheepal Tornados

I walk in and a pungent, musty odor hits me in the face like a truck. It looks like a tornado has made its way through here, for there are clothes strewn everywhere. The thickness of the air from the heat off the sun-beaten backs of the athletes covers the room. The constant groaning of the archaic washing machine rings in my ears. The taste of Clorox sits on my lips, and it’s accompanied with the sweat rolling down my

A tornado is portraying a mad woman that eventually comes to a calm after being destructive and out of control. Mora is able to do this by using certain diction, an abundance of personification, and the actual shape of the poem. The author depicts the tornado as devastating in saying , “She spews gusts and thunder,” (Mora line 10). Exerting tremendous amounts of swift winds and thunder only leads to disastrous consequences in the area affected. Therefore, using a raging woman as a metaphor for the tornado only adds depth to the writing and gives it life simultaneously. With the pathetic fallacy, “tumbleweed skirt starts its spin,” (13), the furious lady is simulating the same motion as a tornado with her skirt. Furthermore, the diction of ‘tumbleweed’

In the cold December, when the land is white with snow, my children’s children go to play on Bloody Ice. Its incarnadined surface is a source of mystery, another one of our town’s curiosities. Sixty years ago—but how my memory dims!—I saw the red take hold. I saw wicked things rising from the lake, and when they left, they took my brother with them.

The night’s sky was a foreboding glow, displaying the remnants of the chaos that proceeded on that very night. The air was calm and still, leaving no trace of the strong, mighty wind that had once seized it. Seeker Gawin and Annabelle emerge from the Great Fall forest, heading in the direction of the marketplace of the Masonburge Village with a bewildered first commander, who was heading back to the castle, passing them with his men riding a few feet behind. The people of the village have gathered in a somber mood, watching the last of the king’s men carry away bodies on one of their horses.

The crowd swiftly became silent, The chirps of the bird and the soft voice of Mary Warren. I couldn't prepared for what happened. Standing behind a stocky man wearing a darker coat with a scared silver buckle. Looking over his blocky shoulders, I get a small glimpse of my love, John Proctor, with his shimmering eyes and approachable smile. The townspeople took shame upon him for conspiring with witchcraft. I couldn't take the what I had created, I town ready to believe the most prided people in village. That's all I wanted to see. Closing my eyes, I listen and find the whistling wind which calmed me like after the attack when I lost my parents. The men exchang words as they take him to the filth ridden bars. The whistling wind repeats as I open my eyes. The crowd moves to go their separate ways. Standing by myself, I could recognize only the wind whistling.

It was early in the evening. James was at his best friend Alex’s house packing his things to go home while Alex was downstairs, getting a glass of water. Other than the running of a faucet and occasionally shuffle of feet, it was silent. Silent, until the backyard door suddenly banged shut and glass shattered. James, a curious and daring boy of 17, rushed down and into the kitchen, only to find Alex gone, his glass of water broken on the floor.

After a long, dangerous trip across the country, the Lurch family’s small wooden wagon finally arrived in a small ramshackle town known as Butcher Creek. The head of the family, Markus, walked into the town’s realtor’s office, to find a small, greyish man sitting behind a large wooden desk, with his head leaning limply to the side. Worried that the ancient man might have died, Markus shook his shoulder, only to be greeted with a terrified wail and shouts about monsters from the realtor, Mr. Haerm.

Whats a tornado’s favorite game? Twister! Tornadoes cause a lot of damage, because they have high wind speeds, kill and injure people, cover large amounts of land, they can mix with wild fire to cause firenadoes, and they are on the ground so they are close to people and structures. Tornadoes happen most often in the spring time, which is why it is called tornado season. Tornado Alley is where the most tornadoes happen annually. Tornado Alley includes Oklahoma, Kansas, the Texas Panhandle, Nebraska, Eastern South Dakota, and Eastern Colorado(12 Twisted Tornado Facts.).

Broken plates, pots, pans, knives and cups covered the floor. The fridge that got knocked over made it look more like a natural disaster. This very natural disaster was a bloody tornado that laid waste to the whole house. Nothing remained intact, it was an utter catastrophe. The sink was spraying water all over. Continuing forward, I noticed that there was a thick streak of blood, and as I followed it with my eyes I found. IT WAS A BODY!!! In the kitchen on the ground next to the fridge was a dead body. Upon further inspection, it appeared that by the look of his posture and that smear of blood, he was trying to drag himself forward. I looked towards where he was moving until I noticed that the footprints originated not ten feet from where

Most of the tornadoes take on the appearance of a narrow funnel, a few hundred yards (meters) across, with a small cloud of debris near the ground. The Tornadoes may be obscured completely by rain or dust. These tornadoes are especially dangerous, as even experienced meteorologists might not see them. The Tornadoes can appear in many shapes and sizes. According Russian international news agency, they classify the tornado in three broad classes based on the shape. They are water spout, land spout and multiple vortex. They describe the tornadoes as water spout is the most common types, land spout is the tornado whose diameter can exceed its height and the multiple vortex is the most powerful one that causes heavy damages (RIANOVOSTI, 2010). Like

Who knew that ferrets and monkeys could have created tornados by themselves? Well, it so very happened. A new generation of Tornados, much much bigger than before! It’s a bigger deal than anyone could think. They remaking tornados bigger than ever and are trying to get back at us because the creation of us, humans.

Now he is looking for something, but it isn’t his dad he is looking for. Zeke is looking for “The Light”. He recently spoke to some people that told him some very important information, information that he hasn’t heard before. They told him to venture out to the mountains and he would find what he was looking for. So Zeke set out on his trek to the mountains. Although he was faced with many obstacles he did what no other person could do. Zeke found “The light”. It was deep within a cave hidden away. The sight amazed him because it wasn’t what he expected. It was a tall silver tower with wires on it. He climbed it and connected the wires. Suddenly the earth shake and the mountain opened and the tower began to rise. Zeke looked out from the tower and saw other towers rising from the ground. A light from each tower swallowed the earth and the monsters began to fall out, but the monsters weren’t just dying they were changing back to humans. Then Zeke heard his name being called and he turned around to see his long lost dad. Together they walked home to the newly found

Tornadoes belong to the category of the most violent storms seen on earth, and the damage they have caused and will continue to cause is extreme. Just like any other storm no tornadoes are ever the same, however they all need certain kind of conditions to be able to form, specifically intense heat. When considering the formation of a tornado there are two other specific things that are of high importance; geography and rotation, following this the formation of a tornado and its subsequent life cycle can be explained as a series of stages or phases.

The floorboard in the hallway creaked again. Emma flew off the bed and dashed for cover behind the silk dressing screen. Her heart pounded. Sweat trickled down the side of her face. Trembling, she peeked around the edge of the screen and watched as a tall figure entered the room. When he stepped into the light of the fireplace, her hand flew to her mouth to silence the gasp. It could not be him. He would never poison her mother. Would

A chilled breeze caused my hair to stand up on end, so I peek over my shoulder to see the window in my bedroom door open. The blue, polka-dotted whipped around violently but I couldn 't hear the sounds of a strong wind. Huh, could have sworn I 'd closed that. . . I spring to my feet and shiver as I step across the cold floor toward my room. On my tip-toes, I pull the screen down to shut it and take a minute to stare out the window. The moon cast a dim light over the small town, illuminating only the fronts of houses and the tip of trees, abandoning all else to darkness. A light fog danced in the distance and I smiled thinking how perfect it looked on Halloween 's night. I looked down from the top floor one last time then tugged the curtains shut.