Essay Examples Four types of essays exist including: narration‚ description‚ exposition‚ and argument. Each type has a unique purpose: some tell a story‚ some are descriptive and others prevent viewpoints. One of the best ways to better understand each type of essay is to review examples. Types of Essays Narrative Narration is telling a story from a certain viewpoint‚ and there is usually a reason for the telling. All narrative essays will have characters‚ setting‚ climax‚ and most importantly
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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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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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From the day Annabelle Owen was born‚ her mother loathed her‚ she had always desired to give birth to a boy‚ considering she already had four girls‚ a tragic outcome. Annabelle’s mother cursed her‚ with abandonment in the village Clocktower and to dance for the rest of her torturous life. Little did Annabelle know‚ the village was dependent on her dancing or there would be no time‚ as dancing turned a gear with the rim of her skirt‚ and when she spins‚ it turns the gears of time. One day‚ Annabelle
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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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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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collar towards me and wrapping my other hand around his neck. “Tell me‚ Prospero‚” I scream. “Tell me why you had to kill her. Why did you have to drag me here into your eternal prison and kill my daughter! She was the only person I ever cared about‚ and you had to take it away from
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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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The Trenches – WW1 I’m encapsulated in the unending nightmare of fear. The rain continues to bore on infinitely‚ pounding on the grubby ground and turning it into vast lakes of murky water. The miserable‚ grey clouds covered the sky‚ only letting a few rays of sun slip through. The monotonous sound of raindrops beating on the helmets of the soldiers thundered down like bullets. Everything was miserable‚ grey‚ and lacklustre. The thick layer of mud squelched beneath my feet as I struggled to walk
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