A Composition Class Project

The following novel is written in installments by the thirteen members of the Bevier C-4 Composition Class. The story is arranged as a novel, so pay no attention to the dates of posting, but follow the tale to its close. As of January 21, we are starting the third of five scenarios for our thirteen characters. You may email or leave comments if you like, and we will be happy to respond if you wish. Enjoy!

Monday, January 4, 2010

Briana - Scenario II

With her belongings in her room, she walked down to the lobby and out through the beautiful gold painted doors onto the sun lit sidewalks. It was January but the weather was marvelous and its warm presence was inviting. As she approached the edge of the street, she waited for a taxi. This felt weird to her, mostly because she never really sees taxi’s let-a-loan ride in one. In Bartersville you get lucky to see a yellow car, but here in New York it’s like a sea of yellow. After only waiting for a few minutes, a taxi had pulled over and in hopped Briana. Excited yet a little scared, Briana looked up to the scruffy man in the mirror and said “World Trade Center site please.”

Although it was going to be a sad experience, Briana had never seen them before, even when they were still standing. She was going for the looks and the piece of history that she will forever keep in her heart. It didn’t take long before the taxi pulled up along a sidewalk that appeared to be a new building site. There were tons of metal and broken pieces of building lying all around the area.

“Surely this isn’t it.” She questioned herself. Just then the taxi came to a complete stop.

“ $9.55.” replied the taxi driver. Briana dug in her pocket for ten while she still remained a little confused. She handed him the ten and said keep the change. She then opened up the door and proceeded out of the taxi.

The smell of new steel and fresh dirt filled the air. She couldn’t believer her eyes. She felt, as sadness and terror began to fill her chest. Briana just didn’t realize how bad it actually was. While feeling great depression, she preceded to walk down a newly paved sidewalk, where she saw he plans for a memorial with thundreds of green beautiful growing trees and two massive waterfalls.

It was to be the museum, and it was gorgeous! Feeling better but still the feeling of remorse, she lookeed at the photos of the shiny steel door and pretended she walked in. Inside were many things to do about the people that had survived and went through the attack. Her throat began to feel numb and her eyes filled with tears. All the thoughts and remembrance began racing through her head. This is what she wanted to see but didn’t know that it would be so hard. After spending about an hour looking around the plans for building, Briana could no longer take the hurt that she felt from the building's history.

She then picked herself up, and walked outside and sat down. The water was beautiful and the shrubbery was so lush and green. The smell of the fresh air made her feel better, and the cold touch of the water helped with her stomachache. Sitting there, she knew what she had seen and read was to be real. She told herself she would never forget it and it would remain in her heart forever. After getting herself together, she got up and headed down the sidewalk back to the main street to take her back to her hotel.

by Drayse

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