Silent Alarm

buttons click, the engine hums. The symphony of sounds slowly faded into faint white noise. ​“Paige!” I jerked awake, hitting my head on the support beam in the process. ​“What now?” I snapped. “It’s four-thirty in the morning!” The green light on my alarm clock blinked repeatedly, refusing to shut off. I half-consciously swiped at the snooze button, but to no avail. Hannah jerked my arms, nearly hurtling me across the room. “Get up! We have to go!” “Why? I’m perfectly happy where I am, in a nice warm

deaths. Reluctantly, Olin directs Enslin to the room, but refuses to go farther than the elevator. Once Mike enters the room, he begins to verbally take notes over the room’s appearance; plain and boring, no supernatural occurrences. Music from the alarm clock begins to blare as the clock starts a count down from 60

The building being investigated is a single storey building with a circular shape. It has a flat roof as the roof serves as part of a parking area for second, third and fourth year students as well post graduate students. It is Zesti Lemonz. Zesti Lemonz is a restaurant situated on the west campus roundhouse of the university of Witwatersrand. The university is located in Braamfontein, Inner City Johannesburg. 2. Technological attributes The restaurant mainly caters for students; therefore, they

Sometimes when you wake up on the weekdays, most people act like they can’t get up or is just still asleep. I, on the other hand, act like I’m waking up. I try not to let anyone know that I don’t sleep at night, because I have convinced everyone I sleep fine. I don’t stay up because I am doing things that I’m not supposed to do, or anything of the sort. I can’t sleep because of my brother. I don’t have a grudge against him or anything, but he snores. I mean, it would be pretty hard for anyone to

On some days, the alarm that I used to have beside my clock are the chirping birds outside. They seem to have taken pleasure of my endless complaining of wanting to go back to bed and not having to get up and do my morning routine. I dreaded waking up in the early morning for school. Where the sun has yet risen and the sky is still dark. I was leaning my head against the car window where my eyes was half lidded as they were fighting to stay awake. I keep having these in my head that repeated itself

students worldwide every morning. It sits on your bedside table at night, counting down the minutes until it can herald a new day and scream like a banshee to jar you from your peaceful slumber. Admittedly, many people experience the wrath of their alarm, but mornings are much worse for students who have to claw themselves out of the warm comfort that is their bed and into the cold, harsh world while resembling the love child of Freddie Krueger and Frankenstein’s monster. Of course, schools could throw

An electronic beep of an alarm clock begins Crystal's day. She wakes up, groggy, swinging her legs to the edge of her bed while rubbing her shoulder. The cold wooden floor against her feet sends small shivers up her back, as she walks across the room to her dresser. She thumbs through her shirts in the top drawer, quickly deciding on a black stone wash tee. She spends even less time choosing her pants, grabbing the first pair of pants in the bottom drawer, dark blue skinny jeans. In the bathroom

Genevieve pulled the blankets higher over her head after slapping her blaring alarm off. For the time being anyway. Give it 15 minutes and it would be going off again, simply because she knew one alarm would just not cut it. Maybe she could attempt to sleep through the second alarm. Or maybe it was the third? Oh well. Genevieve dozed off again, zoning back into consciousness a full half hour after what was actually her fourth alarm and she kind of panicked for a few seconds before remembering: no school

Learning Exercise #2 - “Dramaturgy in Action” (associated with Module #4) Since it's summer we don’t usually use an alarm. Since no one is really working summer is the family vacation season. We wake up whenever we like. The school year is always intense since everyone will be running into each other in order to get to work. I wake up in the morning slowly craw out of bed so that my baby does not wake up before I can get my morning routine. He always ends up in our bed in the middle of the night

“BEEP BEEP BEEP.... BEEP BEEP BEEP” , the sound from my alarm clock makes me wake up, I yawn for a long . I turn over, hang my hand, turn off the alarm clock and look at the desk, many papers books on it , last night I studied for all night. Today I will have 5 semester tests and I have to pass the tests! This week will be my last in high school, I’m a senior right now . I Put my feet on the floor, walk so slow to the bathroom , brush my teeth , wash my face and prepare stuffs to go to school