English Descriptive Writing The Orphanage The intimidating building brought terror through the walls. Moist beds from the children’s room from the endless nights of unnerving thoughts. The house represented nothing else but desperateness and loneliness. Happiness. The children will never achieve happiness. The house was distracting to all parents. The dull‚ dark walls took away the light from the depressed kids. It was like the light gave hope like a endless tunnel of loneliness with a spark of light
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Introduction: Title: About a Girl Author: Joanne Horniman Genre: Teenage Romance • Story Outline: This follower the story of a girl called (protagonist) ‘Anna’. She moves to another town and is instantly attracted to this woman called ‘Flynn’ (Rosie). They have quite an intense relationship‚ but when Flynn is hiding a secret from her‚ Anna goes out of her way to find out what it might be. Anna is conflicted if Flynn will ever leave her and whether or not
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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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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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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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I wander through the lonely street‚ there was only me and the gloom of the night‚ I lighted up a cigarette and I was thinking deeply about my life‚ yes my life‚ really messed up I don’t know any more what I was doing;I had a great family but I have left them for another women‚ she is fantastic but when I see my daughter.I understand that I’ve lost her‚ forever. Everything has changed not only my life but also every face I meet it seems different‚ my friends‚ but does the friendship exist? How
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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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green and black alarm clock goes off on the tableside next to my eardrum. I roll over onto my right side and hit the dismiss button turning off the vexatious sound. Slithering out of bed‚ I flick on the lights and slide on the usual black shirt‚ black jeans‚ and Converse; since it is the middle of January I put on a black beanie. I glide down the stairs and I topple over a colossal cardboard box and assuming it has Richard written in illegible letters‚ I know my stepdad has taken residence in my
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players. My coach acknowledges my presence as I walk into the gym ready to start practice before the game. All my friends rush towards me‚ talking about who’s jersey I am wearing tonight. With all these girl’s around me I am suddenly swamped with a gust of perfume and hairspray‚ with my eyes blinded from all the glitter on our bows. My coach calls out‚ “Girls let’s go‚” we rush to our neat formation and begin. We start by going over basic cheers‚ while coach watches us like a hawk. She asks us to move
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the classroom. Swerving in and out of the metal desks I walked towards my own in the far left corner of the room. One of the few seats next to a window. I tossed my bag on top of it. "Look‚" I started and dug out my pre-calc textbook. "Can we talk about this later‚ at lunch maybe? My
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