day on a desert island
A Day In My Life On A Deserted Island.
The first thing that hit me was the was the smell. Even before I opened my eyes I knew where I was. The tantalizing scent of washed up waves rolled into me,(Smell). I felt the millions of grains of sand hot against my fingers and the cool breeze against my face(Feel), a relief from the sweltering sun. I heard the sea crawling onto the sand and further away,(Hear). As I opened my mouth to take a gulp of air, I tasted salt in my throat. It was a fresh, clean air as if taking in pure oxygen,(Taste). Only then, when my four other senses had taken in their share of the surroundings, I allow myself to open my eyes. I was amazed as I opened my eyes of how bright it was,(Sight). As I stood up I saw that I was alone in this place that I have never seen in my life, But I wasn’t worried about being stranded forever for two reasons, One, there were ships passing by, and I could make a smoke signal to be rescued. And two, I could do what I want without anyone to say otherwise and here I could only rely and depend on myself. I was glad I was the only one in this tiny island.
Favorite Object From childhood.
Toy! To some people it might sound childish. To others it might sound dumb,(Hear). But, to the rest of us, "toy" is a word with a lot of sentimental value. I'm sure we all had that one special toy that you couldn't go anywhere without. For me that toy was an old, miniature jeep. I could only play with it at home and during the day. But I still loved that jeep the most. It is weird because I felt that I had all the toys in the world and still loved the most simple toy. When I got the jeep, it was so shiny and bright. It had an amazing red exterior and an awesome blue interior,(See). I can still remember the smell of what I thought was new, clean plastic,(Smell). But tasted like rubber infused in plastic,(taste). It seemed like it was always charging but, I guess I was just always playing with it,(feel). It
The first thing that hit me was the was the smell. Even before I opened my eyes I knew where I was. The tantalizing scent of washed up waves rolled into me,(Smell). I felt the millions of grains of sand hot against my fingers and the cool breeze against my face(Feel), a relief from the sweltering sun. I heard the sea crawling onto the sand and further away,(Hear). As I opened my mouth to take a gulp of air, I tasted salt in my throat. It was a fresh, clean air as if taking in pure oxygen,(Taste). Only then, when my four other senses had taken in their share of the surroundings, I allow myself to open my eyes. I was amazed as I opened my eyes of how bright it was,(Sight). As I stood up I saw that I was alone in this place that I have never seen in my life, But I wasn’t worried about being stranded forever for two reasons, One, there were ships passing by, and I could make a smoke signal to be rescued. And two, I could do what I want without anyone to say otherwise and here I could only rely and depend on myself. I was glad I was the only one in this tiny island.
Favorite Object From childhood.
Toy! To some people it might sound childish. To others it might sound dumb,(Hear). But, to the rest of us, "toy" is a word with a lot of sentimental value. I'm sure we all had that one special toy that you couldn't go anywhere without. For me that toy was an old, miniature jeep. I could only play with it at home and during the day. But I still loved that jeep the most. It is weird because I felt that I had all the toys in the world and still loved the most simple toy. When I got the jeep, it was so shiny and bright. It had an amazing red exterior and an awesome blue interior,(See). I can still remember the smell of what I thought was new, clean plastic,(Smell). But tasted like rubber infused in plastic,(taste). It seemed like it was always charging but, I guess I was just always playing with it,(feel). It