Descriptive Essay

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Essay 1: Descriptive Essay of a Beautiful Friend of Mine
Helen Keller once said that “the best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart”. How is that even possible when you know someone that has been with you since the day you have met them, the person that considers you a friend but you consider them as something more than just friend sometimes, just sometimes. Having mixed feelings about someone that you know makes you sit and stare at them when you are together as if you are a creep or something. Well, just imagine yourself staring at the most beautiful girl you or the world has ever seen. Christina is a beautiful girl not only through her appearance, but also through her patience and kindness. Christina’s hair is light brown color and it kind of reminds me of the color of a sunbeam that passes through my bedroom window in the morning. As I look at her hair I notice how it attracts to the light and it glistens as the light wind moves it. Her hair is so long that it reaches the middle of her lower back and all you want to do is bury yourself beneath it so that you can hide from everything so that you can become part of her world. Her face is so bright and flawless that it attracts everyone’s attention. Her cheekbones and nose are structured so perfectly that you can easily see her gentleness and softness. Her face is so proportioned and lit up that you would think she is part of royalty. Her body is so little and fit that one might think she is a model. She loves to work out and get fit. She takes care of herself like no other. She works two jobs and goes to school full time. She loves what she does and she looks forward to her future because one day it will all pay off. Imaging myself in the future with her is something I do not know how to express to her. She considers me her friend, and I want her to see me as something more. It kills me on the inside to know that, that is something she does...
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