The Pros And Cons Of Personal Warming

She got up and walked into another room. The house was way bigger than the family units and was filled with objects and tools I’ve never seen before. While she was gone, I just watched Gabriel sleeping, cuddled up in the blanket. Before she returned, I fell asleep myself.

It was in that specific second she realised this was exactly like the last part of her dream she had received, only this time it was real. Her dream always started in a forest then travelled into the black abyss as she followed the raven and now she would finally find out what happens next only this time it wasn't a dream, this time she wouldn't wake

Sara went into a special room, where the spirits could contact her directly, they told her to build the weirdest things, like a ½ inch cupboard and stairs that led to nowhere.

She saw in her dream what was about to happen, looming around her in her unconsciousness, creeping into her when she was asleep, a shadowy premonition of what was coming to shatter her.

Climate change has become a major issue in global environmental politics as it has been shown to have a correlation with issues such as deforestation, biodiversity loss, and desertification. As Chapter 45 states “The 2007 report from the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) found consensus in the scientific community that greenhouse gas emissions have significantly increased because of human activity and, further, that the modest temperature increases we have already experienced are “very likely due to the observed increase in anthropogenic greenhouse gas concentrations.” Due to this report awareness was brought to almost everyone of how serious human activity was to the global climate. In 2009, it was declared that “If global warming is to be limited to a maximum of two degrees C. above preindustrial values, global emissions need to peak between 2015 and 2020 and then decline rapidly”. To me this sounds foreboding and it is something that deserves our full attention immediately. To try and get a better understanding of how serious climate change is, I’m going to try and interpret chapter 45 which deals on climate change through 5 different paradigms of International Relations.

Around me were machines beeping rhythmically and the sound of a faint snore. Sylvia was there, sleeping in a chair next to me. I lied there on the hospital bed, enjoying my surroundings a while before she woke up. When she did wake she immediately hugged me, crying, and called the doctor in.

I sat in the common area as the other patients colored and played cards. What they were doing didn’t really matter to me, I just wanted to be alone. I’d always feel like I was drowning, so it came to me as a surprise to me when the nurses told me that if I were breathing, I was winning. At night I’d lay on the blue plastic mattress and miss my room and everything it stood for. The blue lights that are strung along my bed, illuminate my nights. The pictures of the one I love line my walls, they are the barrier that protects me from the rest of the world. The blue plastic mattress draped in thin white sheets stood for the cold empty feeling I couldn’t get rid of. My nights were full of my thoughts bombarding my

Sarah walked in and looked like she hadn’t slept much. She waved at us then went to her room. After we finished eating I curled up at one end of the couch and watched TV. Ryder wasn’t happy about that so he picked me up, laid down on the couch so I was lying in front of him. With a throw blanket laying over us we both fell asleep. A loud knock at the door woke me up. I slid out from under Ryder’s muscular forearm and jogged to the door. I looked out the peep hole and there stood a flower delivery guy.

My eyes bolt open as I recall the images replaying in my mind. Sweat drips slowly from my forehead down to my chin leaving my shirt damp to the touch. I am shaking uncontrollably as I wrap my arm around myself in a protective hug. The feeling of being alone creeps in, the image won’t leave my mind, my body won’t stop shaking. I hear a muffled scream desperately escape my lips as I cover my mouth with my dark purple sheets. This was the third consecutive night I have woke up screaming and being unable to speak. I had the dream again. The thing that scares me the most is it wasn’t just a dream; it was a memory.

Throughout history climates have drastically changed. There have been shifts from warm climates to the Ice Ages (Cunningham & Cunningham, 2009, p.204). Evidence suggests there have been at least a dozen abrupt climate changes throughout the history of the earth. There are a few suspected reasons for these past climate changes. One reason may be that asteroids hitting the earth and volcanic eruptions caused some of them. A further assumption is that 22-year solar magnetic cycles and 11-year sunspot cycles played a part in the changes. A further possibility is that a regular shifting in the angle of the moon orbiting earth causing changing tides and atmospheric circulation affects the global climate (Cunningham & Cunningham, 2009,

When she wakes she's shaking with that still dreaming feeling. The dream was real and beautiful and the waking world isn't.

I was confused when I woke up the next day. I had already been a little disoriented from my concussion and the… nightmares, but I quickly realized I wasn’t in the same room I had been in when I fell asleep. It wasn’t had to tell. Jeff was sleeping in the bed next to me. I had woken to the sound of his heart rate monitor, beeping steadily to assure me he was alive.

Worried about how Caleb would respond to the rewarming process, Becca found it difficult to fall asleep that night. Being in a hospital wasn’t helping any either. She contemplated asking for a sedative, but decided against it and made a conscious decision to not open her eyes again until morning. Two voices rattled by and before long, the hospital was silent for the night. No more sounds, no more voices, and eventually she dozed off and began to dream.

causing her to forget what had happened the night before when she wakes the next

When it came time for bed, I would hurry and go jump into the bed and wait on her to get ready to come read to me. She would always read me this book called Wake up Lazy Bones right before I dozed off into a deep sleep