Free Writing #1

Hanna Rose
English 8B
Free style writing #1
Mr.H. Salsich

Silence.

I am sitting in the library at study hall and it's pouring rain. I can hear the pitter patter of rain drops hitting the windows above me. As I look out the windows to the right, I see lots of small rain drops slowly falling and smashing onto the engraved red bricks. The green tree's leaves are being soaked with rain, and are being blown around on the fields. There are many leaves smashing into the windows around the library. Although everything is in chaos outside the beautiful building, in side it is calm, silent and comfortable. There is the sound of papers and colored pencils being moved around the table from the 5th grade class on the other side of the library. There is the sound of the clock ticking, tick. tick. tick. There is the sound of many of us typing on the Mac computers. Other than that it is silent. Thats the way the library is supposed to sound, silent, a place for people to come and read. I look over to the fire place and I am wishing that it would be filled with flames glowing red and orange so that we could sit and read. Everyone is working on homework and is content, no one is fussing or rushing or yelling its just quiet.