Descriptive writing
Drip drop, drip drop… the young blonde haired woman was slumped on the fresh, bottle green grass in her local park which was bleached in sunlight; she felt the sizzling summer heat as tiny droplets of sweat trickled down her face. She lazily turned her face upwards to see the fierce August sun glaring down at her from the cloudless sky. Urgently trying to find a way to avoid the scorching sun, her eyes locked onto a monstrous tress with its branches twisted like distorted limbs reaching out to her, welcoming her. So she pushed herself off the grass and scurried towards the unoccupied shade.
While settling underneath enormous tree to shelter her from the summer heat, she could see the lively park flooded with people. The sound of children shrieking echoed into her ears as she glimpsed observantly to see two toddlers on swings bursting with energy as their exasperated mothers pushed them ready to go home, making the swing creak rhythmically every time it when back and forth, back and forth, back and forth... until the words 'I WANT TO GO ON THE SLIDE!' were shouted by the troublesome toddlers, making the swing grind to a halt as their frustrated mothers agitatedly picked them up and settled them to the ground. Immediately, the toddlers scampering towards the shiny slide for their next adventure as their mothers slowly wandered after them.
On the opposite side of the park, she noticed a middle aged woman with grey hair, which looked like a chaotic mess, gripped a bright red ball in her spider-like hand. She is scanning the park to see which direction is best to throw the ball. Excitingly awaiting the ball, the jet black labrador with a thin lemon yellow collar around its neck, jumped at the owners knees. Suddenly, the woman launched the ball into the air making the dog instantly race to catch it, marking the start of the game. As her dog chased after the ball, the owner took several minutes to observe her surrounding.
Her nose guided her towards a foul and
While settling underneath enormous tree to shelter her from the summer heat, she could see the lively park flooded with people. The sound of children shrieking echoed into her ears as she glimpsed observantly to see two toddlers on swings bursting with energy as their exasperated mothers pushed them ready to go home, making the swing creak rhythmically every time it when back and forth, back and forth, back and forth... until the words 'I WANT TO GO ON THE SLIDE!' were shouted by the troublesome toddlers, making the swing grind to a halt as their frustrated mothers agitatedly picked them up and settled them to the ground. Immediately, the toddlers scampering towards the shiny slide for their next adventure as their mothers slowly wandered after them.
On the opposite side of the park, she noticed a middle aged woman with grey hair, which looked like a chaotic mess, gripped a bright red ball in her spider-like hand. She is scanning the park to see which direction is best to throw the ball. Excitingly awaiting the ball, the jet black labrador with a thin lemon yellow collar around its neck, jumped at the owners knees. Suddenly, the woman launched the ball into the air making the dog instantly race to catch it, marking the start of the game. As her dog chased after the ball, the owner took several minutes to observe her surrounding.
Her nose guided her towards a foul and