The Lake House

Pulling up to the lake house, I looked over at my older sister, Clara, who was busy staring through the window of the old truck. Every year, my Dad’s whole side of the family stays together for a week every summer. Ever since I can remember, we’ve stayed at this huge, old lake house in Columbia, South Carolina. Clara and I hate being here. Strange things happen in this house… plates fall out 5432wq of cabinets and voices echo in the house throughout the night. Nevertheless, my grandparents still

where all my stories begin,” and my story began at a lake house located on the water edge of Little Toad Lake, Minnesota. (Kingsolver 939). It is where I spent half my life with my dog (Spike), sister, mom, and dad, through the hot summer days and freezing winter months. The house was built on the side of a steep hill leading down to a beach front lake. The main entrance had a big double iron door which lead into the living room overlooking the lake. The main living area had several big windows which

101-F11 October 6, 2011 “Blackberries in June” In Ron Rash’s “Blackberries in June,” it was easy to be immediately drawn into the story. People can relate to the life of Matt and Jamie. Their life of being married after high school and having a house of their own is a plan many people work to strive towards when in love after high school. Their life seems almost perfect or typical throughout the story. A wonderful and happy marriage with the wholesome relations with the other family members,

go to a family friends house to use their lake house. Looking back, it doesn’t seem like a lot, but I remember spending countless hours snorkeling, swimming, and paddle boarding. When I was 14, I refused to go again. I hated that house, I hated the lake. I’ve been having nightmares about the lake ever since. No matter how many times people ask what’s wrong with me, I never give an explanation. I prefer not to talk about it, whenever I do, I feel like I’m back at the lake. I feel like I can start

Early last spring the mail about the annual Donner Lake triathlon. When I set the school I was fearless and excited lying in bed that night I knew the preparation would be both physically challenging and mentally drained but I had a month to prepare myself. And I was determined the week after school was out on May 21, 2016 my family and I went up to our family cabin which we affectionately call the lake house. Driving up to Donner Lake I was filled with excitement knowing that this summer I was going

of a party animal, he tends to do reckless things, is in a relationship with alcohol, doesn't really care what others are doing and will Setting: As I wrote down in OneNote earlier, it'll take place in my character's father's lake house, somewhere in rural America. The house will be very large and there'll be a forest outside so this gives us some room to work in. I'm going to write down a play outline in OneNote so we're all on the same page and can all contribute to this project. I also wanted to

Whoosh! I can still see the moment he hit the water. The moment sometimes plays in my head like it happened in real life slow motion. I knew I would never forget it. You should know a few things about me before you read about the best day of my life. Before today I thought that if I didn’t start stressing about my future, I would never end up getting anywhere. This is the day everything changed. AAAHHHH!! That morning started like any other, my small obnoxious mutt of a dog licking my

The target audience are lake house owners preferably families who really spend time at their lake house for vacation purposes. When the family gets out of the city after the long week of work and activities, they look forward to heading out to the lake for a relaxing weekend with close to zero labor. The last thing one would want to do when they get out to the lake is to clean and get everything ready for the weekend. So this brings me to the service I would provide while the families are living

through the dull, gray bars that separated the warm sun from the cool ground. The lake house: a place where I enjoyed the fruits of having a friendship with the daughter of the family who owned the house. From wakeboarding to tubing to boat rides the lake offered all the amenities one could hope for in a fairly large body of water. Yet these forms of entertainment only amount to the smallest fraction of why the lake house is so integral to my contentment. The dock has a fine hardwood finish that prevents

summer would all go rent a lake house. The lake house was secluded, relaxing, and quiet, mostly because it was in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a forest, but nonetheless everyone enjoyed it…well everyone except for Jonathan. You have to understand, the only reason Jonathan didn't like it...was because he could…see things…that the others couldn't. Only Jonathan knew that the Mcslurre family were not the only people to take up residence at this particular lake house. Only Jonathan knew that it