Yosemite National Park: A Short Story

Yosemite National Park, is a beautiful piece of nature it is a 195 mile nature getaway from the urban life that is lived San Francisco, CA and 315 miles away from the fast pace and overwhelming life that is lived in Los Angeles CA. This place is like no other in the beauty of its nature. The park is “747,956 acres, and is the home to hundreds of wildlife species and thousands of Yosemite plants” (U.S. Nat. Park Service). Yosemite is known for so many beautiful features, from its granite cliffs, waterfalls, clear streams, giant sequoia groves and biological diversity. And also for its two rivers which are the Tuolumne and Merced rivers. These rivers begin in the park and flow as far as west to the

My legs are shaking with pain, but I need to know where I am and what strange things lie outside of that door way. Slowly I am making my way there, I hear people having a conversation just outside. I haven’t a clue what they are saying, it seems to be in some odd language. Finally I’m at the door. Terrified, I grab the knob and start to open it. It squeaks when I swing it open. In the hall I see no one, just white walls with white tile. “What the,” I say to out loud. I could have sworn I heard someone. My eye catches my room number, 387, it has my name on it. I look right and left, but see nothing expect florescent lighting and shut doors. I go to the door across from mine and try to open it. Locked, that’s odd. I try the next one, locked once again. I keep going, now at room 365 I give the knob a turn and it actually comes open. I hesitantly wander into the area. It looks the same as mine, minus the painting on one of the walls. It is an extremely abnormal painting. It depicts an out of the ordinary creature. “Why would this be in a hospital?” I whisper to myself.

John Muir of many names, the Wilderness Prophet, Citizen of the Universe, the Father of Our National Parks, was one of the mountain’s most valued American Scots. The founder of the Sierra Club did everything within his power to “make the mountains glad,” (“The John Muir Exhibit”). With the president at his side and his convincing journalism, John Muir became the hero of Yosemite, and a preservationist symbol to Americans, as well activists everywhere. He is a hero because he took a stand for what was important to him.

We see the vast wilderness that inhabits Yosemite National Park, moonlight engulfs the woods. During which we hear a male voice.  Man's VoiceWe interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you a very important news bulletin. The mysterious disappearances at Yosemite National Park is causing worry for the surrounding area and Yosemite workers alike. 5 disappearances have been reported in the past 3 weeks with no evidence left for search and rescue officers. WMOT will continue to follow this story. In the meantime stay safe and remember to never venture into the park after dark. EXT. YOSEMITE NATIONAL PARK -  DAY(4pm)RYDER, Search and Rescue Officer for Yosemite National Park, is carrying a headless rattle snake he just killed next to the river bank. He looks at

Yosemite is a national park in California, United States, which became a world heritage 1984. The area is known for its prominent cliffs of granite, clear streams and fine coniferous forests with Sequoia trees. Yosemite National Park is located in the Sierra Nevada mountain range, about a 4 hour drive from San Francisco and 6 hours from Los Angeles. Every year around four million people visits the 3 083 km2 large park , which, despite its popularity can offer great untouched parts for walkers. The Yosemite Falls, A three-tier waterfall in total is over 700 m high and one of the world's highest. The Yosemite Valley, an over 900 m deep that probably is the most visited part of the Park. Furthest away appears Half Dome, maybe Yosemites best known

Hello, everyone! To whoever is reading this journal, it is to my displeasure to note that it was never my intention to write. My parents insisted that I should write events on our stay at the Redwood National Park. The ranger told us it was in California which I had to ask how to spell because spelling is not my high point. One more thing I forgot to mention: My name is William and I will be turning thirteen years old on March 30.

We recently brought you part one of this list of interesting facts about Yosemite National Park, which exists in the beautiful California, has been around since the 1800s, and continues to attract a multitude of people every year. Here is part two of our list.

As I felt my body awakening, I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away the phosphenes. I looked around my surroundings and felt instant panic. There were no doors or windows; just pure white walls. I leaped up from off the ground and glanced down to the floor; there was blood. My hands were bloody, my clothes were bloody, and everything else was bloody. I knew it wasn’t mine because I was in no way harmed. Suddenly my head was filled with horrific screams; ones that were not my own. I couldn’t shut it off, they just kept screaming. The pain became so intolerable that I too, began to scream. I collapsed onto the hard, white floor. The cries continued until it was all too much to bare and I passed out.

There was a doctor tray next to me with a needle and some type of clear grey fluid next to it. The door was cracked, I saw people walking up and down the hallway. Out of nowhere I hear someone scream. I was trying to figure a way out but other than the trey there was only a door, a small closet, and a window. Thinking of a way to get out I stood on the chair to get out the window, but the chair fell. A loud BAM! The chair smacked the floor. I heard footsteps coming closer, I stared at the door then ran. I could hear the footsteps getting louder and closer. I leaped in a closet and slammed the door. I could see someones feet at the closet door, I was extremely quiet as I had ever been. After 5 minutes the feet left. I peeked my head out of the closet, no one was there, but the door was cracked. The chair was still there I got back on the chair and pushed the window. The footsteps came back the door slammed open; the man had a terrible look in his eye. The man grabbed my foot, I kick him in the face and grabbed the needle, I stabbed him right in the neck. The widow was wide open and I squeezed out the window; plummeting on the ground. I ran as fast and as far away from

Awakening with a headache, I groggily sit up. Looking to my left, there's a shower curtain. Everything's white; white clock, white bed, white curtain, white floor... It's a hospital room. I then stand up and almost fall over, my knees buckling.

When I open my eyes I was in a room with small beeping noises, heart monitor, tubes with red stuff in the IV line. It took me a min to realize where I was .I gazed slowly from the left to the right of the room. There was a television on without sound. I sat there for a long while; trying to figure out how I got there. At first it felt like a dream. All I could remember was writing in math class not feeling to good .I remember checking my body moving my legs and arm around. A nurse came in the room .She walked back

I did a lot of things during vacation. The first thing I did was go to a park and ride to pick up a friend in Gray. Then from there we went to the school to paint lacrosse fields. Nick and I played with my soccer ball and went exploring in the woods where the trees danced in the wind. After a while of playing we went to help the grownups paint, but eventually we got bored so we played pass with our lacrosse sticks for a while. That day was very cold, mostly because it was 5:40 when we got to the field and the very beginning of spring. So what we did was curl up in a ball as round as the sun.

Over the holiday break, I did lots of fun things. I spent time with family, I hung out with friends, and I went to Branson. I really enjoyed the break and had tons of fun!

The only thing I could see was what I thought was just the inside of my eyelids, completely dark, but then it was like I could see a faint white light that grew brighter and greater. In the distance I could hear a voice of a man, and a woman screaming. It’s like I got the feeling to run to the light where I heard the woman screaming. She seemed in great pain and I wanted to do whatever I could to help her. It felt like either the light was getting closer or I somehow was moving towards it. The light was so bright, yet I was able to see some faint objects. I saw the face of the terrible man that I thought was doing harm to the woman. His face was so blurry, the air was extremely cold as if I were in antarctica, and in an instant I felt pain

Isaac was halfway to his grandmas house. He looked up and saw a swirling cloud. There was dust flying up and cars flying around. He suddenly stopped and ran to his house. There was stuff landing in front of him behind him and the loud thunder roaring. He got to his house and slammed the door. Distal ran out and yelled what 's going on. He said get to the basement. As they were down in the basement the thunder and lighting were crashing and slamming on the ground.