Running Essay

There was a breeze in the air, as they all ran. The wind was harsh on their faces when they thought they were far enough away from the terrifying howl that they heard. One by one they stopped and found out they were separated and started yelling out each other's names. They called, "KATHY, JONATHAN, MAY, ADAM'' and there was no response. They started walking trying to find each other but ended up getting farther away from one another. Kathy wondered how her friends were handling the situation, like

till he dies. As i go back into the building the group of settlers that were trying to this place called the sanctuary. I told them it was right up the hill. So i go on to find diamond city. As i walking down this road i hear yelling. So i start running up the hill and see 2 people facing weapons at these people in a cafe. I tell all of them to calm down. These people on the outside would not calm down. So i persuaded them to put their weapons away. As i walk away they solved this problem by themselves

Who is the dynamic character in “The Scarlet Ibis?” To answer this question, one must first know what a dynamic character is or means. A dynamic character is one who changes by the end of the story. In “The Scarlet Ibis” the narrator is the one who is the dynamic character. How? First of all, the reason why the narrator is dynamic is he feels atrocious of how he has treated Doodle, his brother. The second reason is the narrator comprehends he should have appreciated his brother more. The last reason

On one fall night the leaves where falling from the trees and everybody in the neighborhood were putting out their Halloween decorations. Alexis and Jordan lived in this nice neighborhood with their mom Alexis was 17 and Jordan was 8years old. Their mom had left to go out of town on a business trip and she said their grandmother will be there in the morning. As soon as their mom left Jordan thought he was finto have some friends over and have a “little party” as he said with a smile on his face,

it's geting dark, there was a house in the ruins. I guess it's a good place to stay so I walked up to the house walls, and looked for the door then I found it was locked. Time to look for a key but did not find one. So I took the raider way in by running into the door like a boss. So I backed up and ran into the door. The door fell with me on it, it hurt but still got up I was in the living room it was dirty some of the chairs were old and falling

with one of the plumbers doing house calls or going to job sites. We developed a good relationship and he encouraged me to work hard during college. The experience gave me a new appreciation for the difficult work that plumbers do. After I stopped running competitively, I started volunteering at track meets and road races to stay connected with the

enthusiasm. We all knew the next line. “Run free!” we all cheered in unison and put on our best smiles. She held a thumbs up, indicating that the photos were already taken and we instinctively formed three rows of lines to begin our warm-ups. Before running; we always start and end with warm-ups to avoid any injuries and to stretch our muscles. After we were done with warm-ups, the announcer from the speakers warned us that the race is about to begin soon. I felt butterflies in my stomach, knowing that

should like this story. The lovely story “Raymond’s Run“ written by Toni Cade Bambara is inspiring. The two characters I will be talking about are Hazel Elizabeth Deborah Parker (but they call her Squeaky), and Gretchen Lewis. They both are great at running. “Cause she is good no doubt about it.” (Bambra, 32) “ As anybody can tell you, I’m the fastest thing on two feet.” (Bambra, 23) Also they both take pride in their performance on the track. “ I’m the swiftest in the neighborhood, and everybody knows

I went out for the track team when I was in seventh grade. I enjoyed track because I enjoy running, jumping, and spending time with my friends. The track season was amazing because I learned to do the high jump. I had to learn how to time my steps and jump backwards. Did you know that long ago they would jump forward over the bar. Then a man named Dick Fosbury tried a different way, go over backwards, now this is called the “Fosbury flop” Which I think sounds like an ice cream cone of some sort

Each step was more difficult than the last, my breathing became a fast-paced panting, my legs reluctant maintain my long stride. Doubts settled themselves in my mind, reminding me that I had never run long distance before, taunting me as I willed my legs to keep going. I had set out to own my run, but now I couldn’t bear the thought of enduring the rest of my last mile and a half. “You can’t do this; your body’s weak and you aren’t in shape. You need to give up now,” my mind promised me. “The temperature’s