Personal Narrative: Complete Colony Collapse

The tea cups that began to shatter were enough to wake Rose M. Quinn from her bed in the early morning hours of April 18, 1906. The earthquake that lasted just one minute was estimated to be close to 8.0 on the richter scale and was large enough to destroy 30,000 buildings, including her own home, in what was determined to be one of the most catastrophic natural disasters in U.S history. And while Ms.Quinn held out hope that her “City of the Golden West” would restore its nearly 400 million dollars worth of damage (10.8 billion dollars today), an even stronger and largely unknown earthquake rocked the United States just 100 years prior.

I know I have not seen you in too long, but that is over. I am now the President. As you know, 12 days ago, was the surrender at Appomattox Courthouse. If you know not, Confederate Army General, Robert E. Lee surrendered his 28,000 troops to Union Lt. General, Ulysses S Grant after the last battle of the war in the morning. Then, one week ago, John Wilkes Booth murdered Abraham Lincoln at Ford’s Theatre. Since I was his Vice President, and he died, I am now the President. I am glad that the war is over and the bloodshed is done. The Surrender at Appomattox filled me with joy. As for the Lincoln assassination, I have mixed views. I have deep sorrows and condolences for Lincoln and his family, for I liked the man and he respected me well. I am also

He was now left alone in a familiar territory. All around the house, white sheets covered many artifacts that once entertained an audience. The house had a slight smoky odour, which tickled his nose. Although he tried to stay quiet, each step he took the floor creaked in response, probably due to the renovations the house was under.

You were asleep, it was 5:12 am suddenly a huge shock came. This is what happened in the 1906 earthquake in San Francisco. The 1906 earthquake in California affected many people and has been ranked as one of the worst earthquakes. Part of the importance today of the earthquake was its sheer size. It was 5:12 when a foreshock came and a bit later the earthquake happened it stretched as far as 80 kilometers or about 49 miles.

If it had been up to me, reconstruction would have gone a little differently. My ideas for reconstruction probably would have been seen as extreme at the time. In my opinion we should have forgiven the south and possibly have had some form of oath or apology in place, but afterwards joined together as a country and given african american people the exact same rights as white people. And we should have put punishments in place for those who chose not to comply. In the beginning i think this might have sparked a lot of anger or controversy but eventually people would have gotten used to treating african americans like they would anybody else. In my opinion, we probably would not face as many problems with racism as we do now if we had taken

She walked down the darkened corridor, her heels clicking against the smooth marble. Shadows danced across the tall walls, the orange flames from the iron metal torches formed various shapes across

At the front gate, there were weeds all over what used to be a garden. The door suddenly swung on its creaky hinges. Pitch black. You couldn’t see a thing in the cabin. Every couple of minutes shingles would fall off the roof. I was scared. Terrified. Then I heard creaking floorboards.

1960, the first tremor of a series hits Valdivia, Chile. By the time they end, the quakes and their aftereffects kill 5,000 people and leave another 2 million homeless. Registering a magnitude of 7.6, the first earthquake was powerful and killed several people. It turned out to be only a foreshock, however, to one of the most powerful tremors ever recorded.

Living in Japan I knew we would experience earthquakes but I never thought I’d experience one so devastating to the whole country and nearby countries. March 11, 2011 was suppose to be a normal Friday, but at exactly 2:46pm, after I got home from school, everything changed. We were hit by a massive earthquake. I was terrified, so many thought were going through my head. I didn’t know if my friends and family were okay. I was leaning against the wall watching my cabinets open and cups fly out and picture frames fall and break. I could see the towers behind my house swaying back and forth as loud sirens went off all over the base. It was like this for 2 minutes. The longest and most terrifying 2 minutes of my life. Throughout the day there were many aftershocks. It felt like they were never going to end. Later that day a nuclear power plant exploded and the air was

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." These famous words written by Thomas Jefferson in the Declaration of Independence have been used as famous reference points and evidence to support women's suffrage, segregation, and many other movements trying to equalize all human beings. What if I said that millions and millions of people are not only being denied the opportunity to liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, but are being denied the opportunity to the greatest right of all, Life? These people are the hundreds of thousands of babies being killed in the world each and every day without the chance to ever grow up to have liberty, happiness, or even life. I believe abortion is wrong.

people.I was in that earthquake with my family. It all started in the morning when we were

I never really thought a little Chevy s-10 could climb out of a ditch higher than it sat. There are a lot of things people don’t know because they’ve never experienced it. Another thing I didn’t know until I experienced it, an s-10 can do some long burn outs. Sometimes when you’re having a bad day, a burn out and ending up in a ditch just might make it better. After this burn out though, we ended up in a ditch and once we got out I made fun of my boyfriend for the longest time and I still do.

Nearby city Perth was also affected by the earthquake, with buildings collapsing, walls cracking, plate glass smashing and earth splitting. Patrons of theatres and hotels, many with children, in the city panicked, their Queen’s Birthday Holiday disrupted by such a forceful rumble.

I was trying to run as fast as I can from my village. I knew the Black Plague was coming after me. I was only a mile away from the outside of London. My village, Lakonia , everyone died but my dog and I. The year was 1466. I could hear people talking from ahead. After another couple minutes of running, I was in London. No one seemed in pain or infected. I knew this was the place for my dog, Scar, and I, Titan.

The death of the washwoman was a sad one, and mourn we did. My mother cried at night when I was in bed and in the morning she would continue her work like it was a normal day. But as time passed her memory nearly ceased to exist until a spark brought it back. I was heading outside over to the market in order to get some bread when I noticed our clothes hanging on the wire drying. It wasn’t anything abnormal but memories started rushing back. Suddenly pictures and voices came to me and so did the washwoman. I could remember her. The characters of hard work and love came into my mind as I thought of the times when she would come to our house on time and with perfectly washed clothes. My heart sank when I remembered she was dead. Her grave as across the road where almost every dead soul was buried. I hadn’t payed my respects to her in a while so I decided to head over to her grave. As I walked, I read the grave stones. Some showed the death of a six year old and others read thirties or forties. A lot of young children had died in the last four years. The Black Plague, or so they called it, had hit our small town hard. My family had missed it by a miracle from God but almost every family had encountered it. Nearly everyone who had caught it was hopeless. It was a terrible and most frightening disease. After some time walking, I finally came upon the washwoman’s grave. On it, it read,