Short Story: Empire Island

Three Mile Island in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, contained the most serious commercial nuclear accident in U.S. history. The events that followed taught the U.S. a lesson learned about nuclear power and the damage it can cause. The Three Mile accident paved the way for reforms in the way nuclear power plants were operated and regulated. the location of the island, the accident, the meltdown, the aftermath, and the media circus were all critical points in the lessons learned.

The average U.S. citizen emits about four pounds of municipal solid waste each day. While this number may seem insignificant, think about approximately four pounds multiplied by our current population of about 318.9 million, or the population of Earth, 7.125 billion. With this in mind, think about all of the other detrimental effects we are causing to our planet. Most humans are not concerned for our planet, nor do we care about other species inhabiting Earth, which may lead us to consider other ways of living, such as Nash’s idea of an island civilization.

“Mama?” Almost immediately I cannot detect her red curly hair anymore, I can only hear her cry my name, “Sonny!” My heart drops down to my feet the second I cannot hear her voice calling my name anymore. What do I do? Do I ask for help? How come when something finally goes right, something goes wrong? Mother and I just finished the Ellis Island inspection and become separated. With no clue where I stand, I have a mini panic attack. To make everything worse, it’s ice-cold out here.

It was a long trip i thought and i was hungry, it took us 3 hour to get there i would

The article “The Island in the Wind” written by Elizabeth Kolbert shows that an island can generate clean electricity for its entire population, and hopes the world can too. On the Danish island of Samso lives a population of people who have learned the importance of their environment. In a decade they have switched from being an entirely coal and fossil fuel run island, to producing all of their energy from wind on their own island. Not only are they producing all of their energy yet they are yielding so much that they can export energy to other areas. “ By 2001, fossil-fuel use on Samso had been cut in half. By 2003, instead of importing electricity, the island was exporting it, and by 2005 it was producing from renewable sources more energy

These examples show both the author’s and the protagonist’s challenge to the order of things and the complete belief the character has. The best example of this is on line eight when the king says that he ‘shall not give you the boat’ the man replies ‘with calm assurance’ ‘you will’.

With all preparations made for our big water crossing, provisions laid in, fresh water on board, poop tanks emptied, cooler packed with ice and beer, fuel tanks filled up, we left Sanibel knowing it would be many days before we saw civilization again. After a night on the anchor at Marco Island, we’d be crossing the Gulf of Mexico, heading do South, Destination - The Keys!

"Astoria!" His cries echoed. The bounced off of the long brick corridors and along the panels of glass that encompassed the walls on his left. "Astoria!!" Fish swam on the other side of the glass emitting bubbles, as if mocking his pleas. The queen stood across the castle, both hands placed on the huge cold bricks. Her head hung low leaving about a centimeter of space between her and the wall. She listened to his calls, each one filled itself with more desperation and urgency than the last. Yet, Astoria didn't flinch. The castle was huge and, for the most part, built underwater. It was what most people may refer to as the most city of Atlantis. The only lighting was provided by randomly placed candles that, after years of use, had layered

stories during World War II. This gave an impression that all superheros were patriotic, perfect people and never had a problem. Moving ahead in time to 1985, this started the Modern Age of comics and during that time the comic book genre took a dramatic turn. We had just come from the Silver Age, which was wacky and crazy now to the Modern Age that changes back to its roots of psychotic Joker and dark origin stories. This is shown in Batman Begins, when Bruce is about to kill the man who murdered his parents his friend Rachel Dawes found him with a gun about to execute his plan Rachel says “ It's not who we are but what we do that defines us” (Nolan,Batman Begins).

“I’m Randy Kim, I was a police officer before everything went to shit. Most of these guys are prior law enforcement. Look we’re only trying to protect our own.”

“You don't always have to be so mean, Murray,” Ally said, clearly having also become irritated by Murray's boorishness.

The main character in the story is Jim Hawkins. He is a young boy who looks for adventure. He and a few experienced men search for Ben Gunn, and want to have him enlist in their cause. They steal the Hispanolia (a ship) and return it to the captain to which it rightfully belongs.

When I’m on the water, there are really only two true feelings I get, complete peace or the exact opposite. From my experience, only the waters of Keauhou bay here on the Kona side of the Big Island portrays the best of the ocean. The calm, tropical beauty full of peace and scenery. Stroking the waters of my home bay in perfect sync with five of my closest friends, looking up to the photogenic stillness of the side of Mauna Loa and down at the constant flow of the colorful, glassy water. And then there’s the throbbing of blood rushing through our bodies at any other bay. The tremble in our fingertips as we sit ¼ mile away from the finish line side by side with our opponents. The rage in our minds when that green flag goes up and the only

It was a crisp morning on Newport Island, or Timmy’s Island as Timmy liked to think of it. Timmy Newport was chasing Dexter, the Newport family’s Golden Labrador, around the island. Dexter was turning 3 years old tomorrow, but the Newport family had owned him for about two and a half years. Timmy’s dad, Scott Newport, had found Dexter in the market one day in Miami. Miami was on the coast of Florida and was an hour-long boat trip, there and back. Even though Miami was only about four miles away from Newport Island, Mr. Newport was a good rower and could get there in about 30 minutes when he rowed. Mr. Newport had to go to Miami Mondays through Fridays for work. Scott Newport was a fisherman who caught fish with his Timmy every morning. He didn’t

"Okay, listen up everyone." Mr. Miller slurred as he tried to maintain his balance. The Host and his guests all watched Mr. Miller as he attempted to sit in a chair next to the Host while they tried to hold back their laughter. Mr. Miller finally stumbled into the chair and made himself as comfortable as he possibly could. "Mr. Millar, it's kind of obvious that you can barely maintain your composure. How about you tell your little story next time when you aren't so drunk?" The host suggested, though it came out as more of a question. Mr. Miller scoffed "Drunk?" he muttered. "Oh please, I am not drunk." He slurred followed by a hiccup. "Now, before I was so rudely interrupted," he attempted to give the Host a pointed look, however, failed completely while doing so. "I am going to tell each and every one of you a story that is so good, you would have wished you knew it before I did." His face held nothing but confidence, which was probably provided by the alcohol, as he attempted to keep his head held high before beginning.