I hope my supportive friends will always be there. All the lights shone out to the ship and the ship turned with a BANG! I was so relieved. We all ran up the stone, spiral staircase and just reached the top in time. It was Wet Wild Village coming to help me. My breath was heavy and I looked at Wet Wild Village. A million thoughts of concern and worry filled my brain. I Picked up the lightbulb and slipped over my toolbox. As I looked through the glass, I could see a fishing boat promptly approaching the shoreline… I opened the bulb’s hatch and looked inside. I promptly ran up the stairs like a cheetah, I looked at the gears and grabbed my toolbox, hoping I could fix the problem.Īs I opened the globe, I quickly noticed it needed to be replaced immediately.
My window flung open and my ordinary candle had blown out. Suddenly, I could hear bits of metal grinding I quickly noticed the light had gone out. The saltwater smell filled my lungs as I heard a big commotion grow louder from the village.
I was writing in my lighthouse book, however the noisy town kept disturbing me. I sat in my chair and shut my window furiously. Silas Morgan and Noah Lewis, best friends since childhood now in their mid-twenties, are the lighthouse keepers at West Huron Island Light, on the westernmost island of the chain. It was a cool September night on Lake Huron in 1872.
The Lighthouse Keepers is a silent, black and white short, shot as a 1920s style horror melodrama. Silas said, pointing toward the Lantern Room of the lighthouse. With Tom Dart, Susan Davey, Denise McGeown. I was writing in my lighthouse book, however the noisy town kept disturbing me. The Lighthouse Keepers: Directed by Aislinn Clarke. It was a cold, dark night Wet Wild Village. The Lighthouse Keeper Brodie Parr, Grade 4 Short Story 2016 It was a cold, dark night Wet Wild Village.
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