Descriptive Essay
My Descriptive Essay
“My hidden castle”
When I was younger there was a place I used to go when I was sad, angry, or confused. I went there often. It was a rather large castle hidden on an Island and surrounded by a forest. It was where I felt safe. This was my hideaway when I was in foster care; somewhere I could go to when things got to be too much for me.
The castle was a two story building that covered most of the island, apart from the forest that surrounded it. The caste was made of stone, and what held it together was rose vines. The roses were of every color imaginable, there were shades of Red, Blue, Green, Purple, Orange, Yellow, and many more. The stones it was made of were a burgundy color.
I discovered this castle when I was taken to foster care, I was sad, I was lonely, I wasn’t with my siblings, and I wasn’t with my parents. It became a way for me to escape the reality I was living in. My hidden castle was my oasis.
The rooms changed according to my mood, and even they were almost never the same as they had been the time before. There was never the same amount of rooms in the castle, because it changed according to what I needed. If I was sad, it was something that would cheer me up. They were all animals that would cheer me up. Another time it was a room full of people that all loved me because I was feeling rather lonely.
There was a tall tower where the dragon slept, the dragon was my protector. The tower was different from the rest of the castle. It was fiery orange and it had bright yellow flowers covering it. The dragon was a large black and blue dragon with sharp talons ad a friendly face. He’d never harm anyone, unless they tried to harm me. Luckily, no one could harm me on my island. Nothing could harm
“My hidden castle”
When I was younger there was a place I used to go when I was sad, angry, or confused. I went there often. It was a rather large castle hidden on an Island and surrounded by a forest. It was where I felt safe. This was my hideaway when I was in foster care; somewhere I could go to when things got to be too much for me.
The castle was a two story building that covered most of the island, apart from the forest that surrounded it. The caste was made of stone, and what held it together was rose vines. The roses were of every color imaginable, there were shades of Red, Blue, Green, Purple, Orange, Yellow, and many more. The stones it was made of were a burgundy color.
I discovered this castle when I was taken to foster care, I was sad, I was lonely, I wasn’t with my siblings, and I wasn’t with my parents. It became a way for me to escape the reality I was living in. My hidden castle was my oasis.
The rooms changed according to my mood, and even they were almost never the same as they had been the time before. There was never the same amount of rooms in the castle, because it changed according to what I needed. If I was sad, it was something that would cheer me up. They were all animals that would cheer me up. Another time it was a room full of people that all loved me because I was feeling rather lonely.
There was a tall tower where the dragon slept, the dragon was my protector. The tower was different from the rest of the castle. It was fiery orange and it had bright yellow flowers covering it. The dragon was a large black and blue dragon with sharp talons ad a friendly face. He’d never harm anyone, unless they tried to harm me. Luckily, no one could harm me on my island. Nothing could harm