The Light Of Burning Wood And Sulfur And The Smoke

I lugged my bags up to my room and collapsed onto the bed. It was on the second floor of the house and the window looked out over the backyard that was shadowed by the surrounding forest. The floor was covered in light grey carpet and the wall painted a plain off white. A dark, wooden bed took up most of the room, pale fairy lights haphazardly thrown along the headboard. Two matching bedside tables sat on either side of the bed and an empty desk sat opposite it.

I covered my mouth to keep it shut and not say anything. He was wearing black boots and black pants. I could see him running towards the open window in a hurry. Maybe he thought i jumped out or something. He began to run towards the stairs. “He’s leaving” i whispered… But there was no answer, I realized that the call was cut. The man was stepping down the stairs… when all of a sudden there was a loud ringtone coming from my hand. There was then a panic in my heart. The man rushed back into my room and entered, There was a moment of silence when all i could see was the man’s black boots staring straight at my eyes. When suddenly there was a powerful pull dragging me out of the bed. Closing my eyes all i could feel is was extrucenary pain all over my body, every second. I reached out for anything near by so I could at least fight. I felt something from the tip of my fingers. I got a grip of something and swung as hard as I could, I hit him hard. The man fell back. I opened my eyes and there he was, Lying on the ground. Weak and hurt i got up and slowly started walking out of my room and down the stairs. My whole body hurt it was hard to move. I heard the man start to get up, I was terrified. I decided to walk to the basement door to try and hide. I remembered the small door that was in the basement. And went gently to open the door. Weak and in pain I was able to get down the old sketchy stairs and move some boxes to open the door. I opened the door. On the other side was a little room. It was dark and had a little bit of light coming from the outside. Maybe the moon light from the outside. I sat on the small corner of the room.I wrapped my arms around my body to try and stay warm. It was quiet for a second. Until I heard the basement door slam open. The man's foot steps were loud and you could tell he wasn't very happy. I could easily read exactly where he was. He was looking for me,

Up to 90% of people dream when they fall asleep not only do they dream but also have nightmares. Not all nightmares will wake a person up or even be remembered but if they are remembered it usually strikes fear and worry in the dreamers mind. Nightmares and the level of fear that they possess all depends on the person who is having them because not everyone’s fears are the same thing or are to the same extent. Nevertheless sleep is split into four different stages, stage one being sleep onset, stage 2 light sleep, stage 3 and 4 deep sleep which can also be known as the REM (non-rapid eye movement) stage which is connected to dreaming. There are different aspects within a nightmare such as how nightmares come to be and who they effect.

I open my eyes and the first thing I notice besides the fact that I’m not in my room was the giant pile of shattered glass. I look away from the pile of glass and see a large group of tents and at least ten campfires. Instinctively I get up and start walking towards the tents. All of a sudden a strangely dressed man appears in front of me in a puff of smoke. I fall on my butt out of sheer shock.

“MUM! Wait!” I yell. My throat is sore, partly from the yelling, but mostly from the running. The thick, night fog blocked my vision of the path ahead completely, only allowing the occasional glow of the street lamps barely come in sight. I don't remember why I’m running or where I’m headed exactly, just that something is going to happen. Something bad; but what? I trust my instincts to guide me through the maze of eerily empty streets and parked cars. I thought I’d seen something move in the corner of my eye, that’s when I hear the deafening explosion to my right. I cower beneath my arms, ready to anticipate the blazing heat of the supposed flames. I don’t feel anything. I realize why. Towering above me, a pair of worried eyes cautiously

the air is thick and laced with poisonous smoke that trails from the mouths of others and a cold chill holds me in its embrace as it brushes past my skin. a distinct droplet falls and trails down my face and more hurriedly approach. shelter appears in my vision and without consideration i enter.

Suddenly I gain consciousness. Unable to open my eyes, I feel a cluster of dried sticks poking my back as if I was lying on a bed covered by pins. A constant ringing noise almost blankets the sound of the leaves dancing with the wind around me. With a gentle sigh I allow myself to build enough energy for me to open an eye. My eye began to follow a path towards the only light source it sees, the fire from a wooden torch gripped with my left hand. I open my other eye and began to force my lean body to a kneeling position. The smell of decomposing leaves irritates my nose as I gaze at the identical oak trees surrounding me like a wall of armoured gladiators. Using my wrinkled hands and injured legs I crawl towards

I’m running. I can’t scream, my lungs are burning and something is chasing me. I see a light at the end of the dark and gloomy hallway but it keeps getting farther no matter how fast I run. The thing behind me is getting closer, I can smell its rotten breath. All of the sudden I feel the sharp pain of broken glass burying in my feet. I fall onto the glass covered floor and finally a scream escapes my throat.

As I walk down the hallway, I feel the fear creeping over me, it's almost overwhelming. I have to remind myself to breathe, I have it written on my hand “just breathe.” Sometimes the hallway is wide and it’s easier to breathe, but other times, it is so narrow I feel as though the walls are coming together to crush me. People are often flooding the hallway making me drown, and gasping for air. My friend Haley is beside me and I reach for her hand so she can guide me through the flooded hallways. I find comfort and a little confidence with the little human contact I allow.

Her house has these really big black poles and its lined in black. It also has these very big and delicate glass windows. She has like this wall going down the hill that wraps in a circle under her house, and it has these big alluring blush pink roses in it. Her pool has like these little party lights in it so the water just glows as you walk past it. Her front door was so substantial and prepossessing. She had these big sparkling blatant chandeliers when you first walk in. her furniture was so aesthetic I mean it was just to die for. When my mom heard my come in she ran up to me and gave me the gratifying feeling ever. It’s like I wasn’t even mauled anymore. My mom’s name is Katie grace, doesn’t that sound so lovely. She asked me “what was wrong with me?” in the most anxious voice. I told her that Winston had basically told me he was in love with another woman. She said “that’s what’s really wrong with you just look where you met him at” in the most dignified voice. I said “yes mom I know I met him at the Café” The Café bedraggled place. It looked like it was fixing to thunderclap on top of you. It was very malodorous on the inside. For some strange reason he just looked like a prince in a castle to me. My mom said “you met him at a broken down place because he was an broken down man” I was so shocked that my mom gave such vigorous

The siren woke me up. A sip of smoke slipped through my throat and my eyes. Everything around me was burning by the blazing fire. Through the smoke I was blind. The ominous feeling passed through my body. Running through the fire made my skin stinging but It couldn't make me stop. The only thing that in my mind was to getting out of this place. The grey smoke surrounded me, I saw him and closed my eyes.

All of a sudden the paint off the walls start to peel and burn away like paper bits. I opened the door and closed it behind me. The walls in there also were peeling and burning away. I was shaking in fear, the walls were nothing but cracked red brick that looked blood stained. I tried to rush down the staircase but the stairs were broken off. As I turned around a large human like figure stood there. I froze as this muscular figure stood in front of me. The abyss below me from the broken staircase started ablaze. What was going on? I wondered, the only thing I knew is I was gonna die right then and there. The muscular figure grabbed me and lifted me up and

Now missing the balcony it would just be a drop onto the street if we went back. My eyes burned and smoke kept pouring in, some guards at the back closest to it I couldn’t see anymore. Everything was black or gray, some dark shapes I could see laying on the floor. I turned hysterical, I’m going to die here. These poor men are going to die because of who I am. Some of those men probably are dead already, if we could just stop the smoke keep it from coming in. My throat hurt and I covered my mouth trying to breathe more oxygen in than smoke. It didn’t help. I felt a ball of something warm inside me well up and realized it was my power just like when it first appeared a few days ago. Hope surged as I thought of how now I could help us I could stop this. But as I kept pulling at it trying to make something come out anything useful at all, it would quickly snap back into the ball and I couldn’t keep a hold of it. No, no, no, not now

The observed flame colors do correlate with the brightest bands on the atomic emission spectrum for each element. Based on the information from the “ Periodic Table with Atomic Emission Spectra”, which indicates that lithium obtained the brightest band for red, sodium obtained the brightest band for orange, potassium obtained the brightest band for purple, and strontium obtained the brightest band for red. We might account for major differences in observed flame colors due to there are several brightest band on some of the elements such as barium, which obtained red, orange and blue as the brightest bands.

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