The once sunny day of the beach was tainted with a storm brewing above. As everyone scattered off the beach‚ they quickly grabbed their possessions as rain fell down upon them. The music playing form the cafes and rides suddenly come to a stop as their customers quickly disappear. The once happy sound of laughter was silent as the grave. A dark shadow stretches its arms form over the ocean once more and the once mighty sun is blotted out. Even the laughing seagull is nowhere to be found for they
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Descriptive Writing As you enter the park by pushing its big black gate you can hear the shouting of kids and the air is filled with the voices of people. On the left and right hand side there are many trees with people sitting under them reading books or having picnics. In front there is a path that goes straight and then divides into two‚ one going to the left and the other to the right. If you take the right path you could hear the shouting of children louder than before. There are kids running
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I thank them‚ and scan up and down the beach one last time. My heart wrenches painfully in my chest. I’ve been so careless. I’ve lost my best friend. I suppose you’d be extraordinarily lucky to reach my age without suffering from a loss of some kind. Loss is the compensation for living such
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The sun was shining‚ the wind flowing through the air‚ and the waves were crashing onto the shoreline. The seagulls were roaming around trying to search for nourishment. As I step into the Atlantic Ocean I feel the sand between my toes and the water streaming around my body. I gazed at the horizon. The only thing I could see was the luminous sun and blue sky. The brisk water proceeds up my legs and to my torso as I stroll into the water. I submerged into the water and opened my eyes. All I could
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English Descriptive Writing I was walking motionlessly scanning the street going to the shops‚ it was completely dark‚ the pavements felt as if they were asleep as it was so quite. I arrived at the shop reached down and picked up the ice cold milk white as a ghost. I purchased the milk with a two pound coin‚ as i was about to leave 4 youths hooded up and covering their faces also entered the shop and i could smell the overpowering smell of cannabis . I kept a safe distance from them. I walked
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“Ava‚ wake up!” My mom buoyantly nudged me awake. I peeled open my eyes‚ blinking away the tired fog‚ and glanced around. I was in the shiny‚ midnight black jeep my family was renting‚ which had become tan from being continuously splattered by sand and mud. The car was parked next to a small cottage belonging to ‚ caked in bright pink and yellow paint. Proud roosters with long‚ shiny‚ satin feathers‚ squawked noisily. Lazy goats waddled around‚ nibbling on vibrant green grass. Short trees covered
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ocean floor. As I resurfaced‚ with my lungs on fire‚ I grasped my board to stay afloat and let the waves push me ashore. Propelling myself‚ I made it back to shore but in the process‚ I got shoved onto the beach varied sized rocks. There was no possible way I could push myself to the other beach‚ so I had no other choice but to stand and pull myself out of murky the water. In the midst of the rocks I cut my legs on shards of sharp-edged stones. Seeing the blood may have made me ten times more shaken
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Karl English 10H One Day Down‚ One Thousand to Go I gazed up into the bleak morning sky and viewed the wafts of smoke‚ anything to take my mind off what was to come. The sound of the landing craft’s engines revved up indicating we were on our final approach. I gripped my Thompson and carefully glanced over it. The functionality of this gun could mean life or death for me and so it received my dearest attention. Suddenly
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Descriptive writing – Train I walked up to the main entrance from the usual route I took every morning. The walls of the Train Station were panelled with clean cut glass there was no brick to be seen only large panels of glass and the occasional clean cut white glossed plates perfectly aligned with one another and reflecting the early morning sun. The building was contemporary; full of sharp edges‚ corners and vertical lines cutting through the city vista. As clean and neat as the building was the
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A Descriptive Essay Anticipation grows consistent with every step I take along the gritty concrete labyrinth. Beneath a blazing sun‚ the smell of baked asphalt‚ sugary cola‚ and pretzel surround me. I follow the unpainted‚ gray chain fence that leads me forward. Overhead the deafening whirl of metal and screams briefly fill the hot air. The consistent drone of greasy motors and hissing pneumatics engage my curiosity. My heart rushes like a child on Christmas morning about to receive a favorite
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