From a Basement on the Hill

When most people run up a hill, they slow down. When I see a hill, I speed up and say to myself: “I LOVE hills!” Of course, I don’t really mean it. Nobody’s fond of running up hills, especially on a violently hot day in the middle of August. I was taught this mantra by one of my Cross Country coaches, Kelly. If I don’t think that I can do something, the first thing I try is telling myself that I can. Mindset is about 75% of your performance in a race. I love to run because it makes me feel like I

The lighting there is much darker than outside without any light. There is a medium shot from low angle facing the cellar door. Then, Lila opens the door and slowly walks down the stairs and proceeds to another basement room. The scene of walking steps from the door down into the room generates a mysterious mood and it symbolizes that Lila is going deeper into the hidden secrets. The shot then edited to another brighter

storm drains have occasionally become filled during periods of heavy rainfall. The filling of the storm drains has backed up water to such an extent that homes, particularly those in low-lying areas, become flooded, causing substantial damage to basements and the foundation of the homes. In a prior interview with Orem City’s Storm Water Field Supervisor, Rick Sabey, he responded that these irregular downpours overfill our city’s sumps1. Mr. Sabey feels that no city creates and designs their storm

The closer I seemed to get towards the overpowering entrance the darker the area turned into around me with nothing but stealthy moving shadows and the chilly midnight air. Here I am on top of a ginormous hill surrounded by woods, an antediluvian orphanage, and my two best friends. Looking ahead of me, I observe a towering, brick building, with two columns in front with the shadow of the home looming over us. Why did I let them talk me into this I asked myself over and over again as we approached

the newspaper from his own house as the doctor runs the clinic from his house. The small town being shown through the combination uses of one building, giving off the small town feel, “The town hall and post office combined; jail’s in the basement” (Wilder 4). The younger men have the jobs of delivering the milk and newspapers in the morning. “Joe Juniors getting up so as to deliver the paper” (Wilder 6). In Our Town there is Irony among the fact that the Joe Crowell graduated from the head of his

Scared, excited, nervousness filled me and was now part of me as I stared at the dead crusty cat in the circle… “Come on!” I shouted to my friend Rebecca as I started panting like a dog. I stopped for her to catch up to me, I have to admit I was running the whole time so no wonder she was behind me. “I'm coming!” she exclaimed with a sigh of exhaustion and continued to trudge on through the poky cut down corn field heading towards the barn. This is going to be fun! I thought as I turned towards

Those born with a silver spoon in their mouth are destined to be wealthy. Not only because they come from old money, but because those who come from old money teach their kids about money. Although economics and finances have recently been added to the curriculum of American schools, there is only so much that can be learned from a book. This kind of knowledge is gained mainly through life-experiences and there are many people who believe it is the parent’s job to

Unsung Features the Untold Story of Wyclef Jean Wyclef Jean is famously known as the one of the members of the 90’s hit hip-hop group, The Fugees, along with their front woman, Lauryn Hill. Although many fans think they know a lot about Jean’s life, there is a lot more to know about the rapper and producer. With the new season premiere of the TV show’s Unsung, TV One’s music bio series returns with a feature on the most influential and talented artists in the past three decades. The show delves

“Good morning, Mister Blake, Misses Blake,” the man said, stepping aside. William led Mary down a flight of stairs to the basement. During the week, the basement housed a daycare center and preschool. Children’s artwork adorned the walls. Classrooms with tiny desks and reading nooks flanked a large open area. William spotted Sage in the back of the room speaking with the Reverend. Sage waved William over. “Here,” William said, handing Mary the coffee cake. “I’m going over to see Sage for a minute

home watching for the house anyways because it just so happens that at that time the basement was flooding every time it rained lately. Now that I look back at it maybe it should have been a sign. No body really knew that there would be this major flooding until about just before mid day the city put out an emergency broadcasts. Not too long after my mom called and the flooding had already started in the basement and in her area. Although, it wasn't too bad to drive in she said so she was going to