Young Writers Project: Thunder and Technological Wonders

Grade 10, Newbury, Vt.
Monday, April 24, 2017

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Sound Prompt: Thunder. Listen to the sound and write!

Stormy Sailing

It reminds Cora of the ice breaking on the water and the deep rumbling it made.

The rain hitting the roof reminds her of the waves sloshing against the side of the boat.

The creaking of the house reminds her of the floorboards of the boat as people walk across.

The thunder reminds her of storms on the water and the boat blowing left and right.

The wind would knock her off her feet.

Cora shudders at the memories and tries to think of the nice sunny days when there is good sailing,

the breeze blowing her hair around her face,

water splashing up over the sides onto her tan skin.

But now the storm is near again.

And it isn’t on the ocean.

The Storm

I was in my room when the storm hit. It started suddenly – no warning – the silence turning into raindrops. The sound got louder as the storm gained momentum. I looked outside to see pools building up in the yard. I ran to the living room where my family was gathered.

“It’s a storm,” I said.

“No, really? What tipped you off?” My brother barely contained a smug grin.

I rolled my eyes at him as we continued to watch the storm’s advance. Then the lightning came. It started soft and far away but crept closer with thunder close behind. We huddled by the windows, counting the seconds between.

“It’s gonna hit the house,” my brother said, suddenly backing away from the window.

“Yeah right,” I scoffed, trying to keep the nervousness out of my voice.

“I’m not kidding! Get away from the window!”

I laughed at him but moved away. The thunder got louder. The lights went out. The windows cried as the sky darkened. The thunder and lightning were one now. Then there was light. It was so bright I thought I was dreaming. We heard a CLAP louder than 1,000 drums. Then it was gone – replaced by a crack, then another, then another. I turned to see a tree desperately struggling against the wind. It lost. It fell – almost in slow motion. The house shook as it landed. My mom ran to call the neighbors to make sure they were okay. I sat in stunned silence. The storm started to fade. The lightning ran away, taking the thunder with it. The rain gradually softened. The loud drumbeat had turned to marbles rolling on the roof, finally becoming the soft steps of a sleepy cat. The storm ended with the rain and left nothing but a fallen tree and some puddles to mark its path.

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Prompt: Technology. If you could create any technology, what would it be and how would it be used?

The Bringer’s Song

To snap my fingers and have you here,

I’d have to make the sound very clear.

Would be the work of a moment

in order for you to appear open.

A chip would be implanted in my thumb,

technology expensive to some,

friction touching my third finger,

I’d give anything to be a bringer.

Or perhaps the chip would be in my mouth.

Pure love’s true sound

only adhering to your name;

anything to make you stay.

Everything Backpack

I was nine when it happened. I saw a backpack called the “Everything Backpack.”

It was a hot summer day so I went inside to get a glass of lemonade. That’s when I saw something unusual on the floor. It was a brown backpack with a keyboard on the front and a camera on the back.

After that, my life was perfect because if I ever forgot something, I could type it in or take a picture, and the backpack would produce it for me!


“Ahhh, it’s a beautiful morning to explore space, I would say!”

The idea of traveling to another planet or star has caused people of all ages to come up with the same question: How?

Of course, there are many ways that are within the laws of nature and obey the laws of physics that could help us achieve such a task. Conventional rockets really won’t do, and for the most part, that’s all we have. Oh, wait, that excludes me. You see, I have been focused on this task since I was but a freshman in high school. Oh, how long it has been, one, two years maybe? Either way, I am not fond of impossibility. Practicality can be my best friend, but impossibility and I do not like to acquaint ourselves.

So, to my technology: the one ship that is talked about inside all major science fiction stories is just a drive that warps. Yes, it may violate some of the laws of physics, but that’s just a realm of barriers that I like to challenge from time to time. So, what is a warp drive anyway?

Negative energy. Not the stuff you feel on a Monday in your homeroom. It is but energy, all that we know, but the opposite, so opposite and exquisite that it is considered exotic; “Bahamas Matter” I like to call it.

This matter has an interesting property. It causes space behind a ship lying on a flat plane to expand, and it causes the space in front of the ship to contract, pushing the ship along the current of space time like a surfer riding a wave. Because the ship sits inside of a warp bubble made from this exotic matter and does not actually move as itself, the ship is not actually moving faster than the speed of light. This is the difference between scientific criticism and a Nobel Prize. This means that at least with a local reference point inside the bubble, time passes normally; light still is moving faster than the ship and all is well. However, the bubble constructed from this energy, which causes the space around the ship to move, technically moves spaces through space faster than the speed of light. But hey! Who says space cannot move faster than the speed of light? Nobody. Do all the same laws of physics apply inside the bubble? Well, time dilation is not a thing. It still makes backward time travel impossible. (What a shame. I guess that’s for another day.) So, I guess all is well. …

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