The Inevitable Accident

Walking across a brown field, leaving the track, Josh repeatedly told himself “Howie is gone, we’re just two.” After walking for a little while, they approached a small bridge, that lessened the strength of the wind. Tiredly, they dropped all of their belongs on a pile of leaves, and attempted to rest. The boys were awakened by a chill rain blowing in the faces the next morning. Slowly rising, still numb with grief, the two trudged across

A. The concept of Normal Accidents is as simple and as complex as the systems it describes. Bell relates to his readers a theory first presented by the sociologist Charles Perrow. The theory of Normal Accidents propose that today’s technologies have become both too complex and too intertwined for accidents to be avoided. As Bell points out, some systems, such as a nuclear power plant, are more complex than others, like a university. The complexity of the system depends upon how “coupled” each individual part is to one another, or in other words, how dependent or independent a component of a system is.

Andrew has come back home to attend his mother’s funeral, but has been away for so long he has become estranged to his New Jersey hometown and everyone in it. The reunited

Jason glanced through the car window as his father pulled into the driveway of their new house, dirty and plain. Their family had moved from Texas into a house in the misty woods with the nearest city, Flora, half a mile away. I don’t like this place thought Jason.

There is a sense of coziness and belonging that permeates the beginning of the story. The yard and the

We have determined that your clients were traveling on Hallandale Beach approaching Bryant Rd. when Alfonso Reinier attempted to pass the Coca-Cola vehicle before the lane merged. Your clients improper passing is the proximate cause of the accident. According to the police report he was cited for the accident. There is insufficient evidence to prove our driver was legally responsible for injuries sustained as a result of the collision; therefore, we must respectfully deny your claim.

It all began with a phone call one night after dinner. “Joe,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jackie, and she sounds upset.”As long as I came downstairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Jackie. Thirty minutes later, however, Jackie’s silver Mustang convertible swung into our driveway, and Jackie was leaning on the horn before the car came to a full stop. Grabbing my coat from the couch, I walked out my front door with all the enthusiasm of a man going to stand before a firing squad.

After two long hours of traveling with nothing to look at but the passing trees, we finally arrived at the farm. As we piled out of the car, I looked at the dirt road we came in on and turned to the house. It was one story and had a red tin roof, surrounded by a large grassy field and then woods beyond that. Twirling around, I walked into the house and plopped onto the closes bed. As everyone else unpacked, I locked myself in the room like a petulant child.

The first fall from the tree is the reason that Finny is forced to undergo surgery which leads to his death. He breaks his leg two times through each accident that occurs. The first accident is caused by Gene when he caused Finny to fall off of the tree. “Holding firmly to the trunk, I took a step toward him, then my knees bent and l jounced the limb. Finny, his balance gone… and hit the bank with a sickening, unnatural thud.” (Paragraph , Page ) Gene bends his knees and causes the tree limb to shake which ultimately leads to Gene falling and breaking his leg. Gene bent his knees unconsciously because he still felt that feeling that Finny was trying to sabotage his grades. His body reacted to the way that he was feeling before his mind could

July 4th has always been a big deal for my family and friends, we always get together in Milton New Hampshire for the weekend. Last year was no different, I found myself sitting in the front of the boat with sun kissed skin from the action-packed day of playing in the water. Sitting there now watching the light pink sky over the horizon slowly turn dark, as the storm is starts to roll in. I could feel the light mist coming off the lake as the boat gracefully glides over the water.

Our house on Orangeburg was not what we expected we all figured it would be like the one near Sherwood with a warm cheerful comforting fireplace and open armed trees gathered around in the front.The house on Orangeburg was crumbled like old ugly bread.Time had managed to make this house look irreversible the house was little more than a glorified shed.At least we don’t

There was an old “CRT” TV, like the type that had littered the shelves of my brother’s pawn shop, hitched up against the corner of the convenience store I had just walked into. Although the image was blurry, I recognized immediately what was showing. I placed the hood of my sweatshirt over my head and walked in, my hands stuffed in the two pockets on either side of the sweatshirt. I cursed the fact that the sweatshirt had the words “Donovan’s Fight Club” in big, decorative cursive letters on the back, embroidered by the lady down the street from the club. I grabbed the milk I had come in for and scooped up a bag of Skittles for Margie. Then I walked up to the counter, pulling out a wad of bills from my back pocket. The attendant, much to my

Feeling all those eyes stare at me, I knew that my next few actions were vital to my survival. My sleep deprived state may have been the only thing keeping me from storming out of the bus right then and there. It also dictated my next action. Out of energy and fatigued, I decided it would be best to lay my head back and take a nap. I took the most angry, worried, and defeated nap imaginable on that bus ride to the track meet. Waking up to the gust of freezing wind that filled the bus as the door opened, and seeing the gargantuan football stadium made me realize that I had, in fact, survived the awkward bus ride to the regional meet. As I exited the bus and grabbed my pole, I expected to receive even more awkward stares, but alas, none were given. I concluded, with pole in hand, that if everybody had not forgotten about the incident already, they would once the track meet started. My anger temporarily ceased as we set up our tent. Once the tent was set up and I had put my pole in a safe position, my free hand reached for my phone. As I pulled out my phone and gently placed my thumb on the home button, the screen lit up. “7:25,” the screen said, as if to mock my anxiousness as I drove to

It was for the 4th of July and was at a kid’s lake house nearly an hour away. It seemed as though his entire family showed up for this one party. The party started around 2pm and ended after 12. When my family and I parked, I remember thinking, “Are we the only people who don't drive a pick-up truck”. This was my first 4th of July party as well and I did not realize how big of a holiday it was for southerners. People either came dressed as Uncle Sam or had on every article of clothing with red white and blue on it they could manage to get their hands on. Every partygoer also came equipped with an American flag in either one or both hands. If you came to the party without one, as my family and I did, you were promptly handed one as you entered

It was a beautiful summers day in the diminutive town of Wadesboro. Perfect for best friends Ashely, Mycah, Brittany, Eric, Jacobi, Frank and I to have some fun. It was merely 2 o’clock p.m., when we decided to go to an open field in the woods to camp out. We all packed our gear and food and anything else to assist us in the camp. We left from my house and started the 30 minute drive to the field. When we arrived there, set both tents up, the boys in one and the girls in another. After everything was complete, we sat on the grass and chatted for a bit. Thinking of activities we can do to have fun, Jacobi shouted aloud, “Lets play hide and seek!”. Everyone agreed to play the game and went to find their hiding spots. While Jacobi counted down from 30, I saw what looked to be a stranger in the distance watching us. I then felt an uneasy feeling. I glanced back to where it was, and