The Family Gathering At The Russell Family - 889 Words

It was the Russell family gathering. It happened every summer on July 18, like clockwork. Aunts, uncles, cousins, and even second or third cousins showed up. Little girls with grass-stained knees were racing around inside and outside in their poofy dresses. Little boys, getting their dress pants dirty, played games in the backyard. Parents sat gossiping around polished white tables with wine glasses in their hands, the sun beating down on them. Today was particularly warm with a slight breeze, perfect weather for the family gathering. An array of birds were (1) perched on top of the white picket fence chirping. Evelyn Russell, who held this family gathering every year, was pacing back and forth, making sure that everything was in place.†¦show more content†¦Her eyes roamed the room and her eye suddenly caught the grandfather clock on the wall. It was a Russell family legacy. The clock had been passed down through many generations. The grandfather clock barely made a sound an d didn’t tell the correct time anymore, but the design was so (8) whimsical. The wood around the clock was a faded coppery color, that shined (9) resplendently when hit by the sunlight from a nearby window. The copper color of the wood complimented the golden clock that was (10) showcased in the glass. Around the clock itself there was embellishments of swirls and flowers that intertwined with each other beautifully. Unanticipatedly, the clock started to slightly shake. Brielle heard the small sound of the mechanics of the clock clinking together. Placing her cheap paper cup on the coffee table, she (11) deliberately walked over to clock, examining it closely. The shaking stopped almost instantly. Brielle began to saunter back to the couch but stopped when her mother came into the room. A group of (12) rousing children sped past Evelyn, knocking down a tray of drinks she had in her arms. (13) Defeated, she cursed under her breathe as she began to clean up the mess. All of the sudden, Evelyn was overcome with (14)anguish, a piece of glass had gotten caught in her hand. The children (15) scoffed at her, sticking out their tongues. â€Å"Don’t run!† Her (16) imperious requests were too late for the