English Descriptive Writing
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 entrance was full of people, talking, rushing and meeting, it was usually this busy, nothing new about people running around shouting, talking or rushing through crowds while on their phone trying to sound like the perfect business person.
There must have been at least been a thousand people actually more, probably a couple thousand all walking around and talking to one another.
While walking along through the narrow gaps between the strangers and the city people I decided to look around I had nothing better to do, my iPod was dead and the music on my phone hadn’t been updated in at least a year, so as I pushed my way through the crowd I looked around I saw people smiling laughing and hugging each other.
I saw a couple talking they had to be only in their mid-twenties maybe younger they was laughing and hugging, the guy was tall and dark haired it was cut short and messy I'd say it was probably fashionable but I’ve lost track of today’s trends. He was wearing casual cloths, the kind of clothes that looked baggy even though they looked to be fairly new just lose fitting. He had a few bags with him hanging from his hands, there was at least five plastic bags all from shops usually found in the city centre or along a high street, there another bag on his back it was big and looked like a trendier more fashionable camping bag. I assume he had just came off the train and was meeting what looked to be his girlfriend she was smaller than him and was wearing more fitted
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 entrance was full of people, talking, rushing and meeting, it was usually this busy, nothing new about people running around shouting, talking or rushing through crowds while on their phone trying to sound like the perfect business person.
There must have been at least been a thousand people actually more, probably a couple thousand all walking around and talking to one another.
While walking along through the narrow gaps between the strangers and the city people I decided to look around I had nothing better to do, my iPod was dead and the music on my phone hadn’t been updated in at least a year, so as I pushed my way through the crowd I looked around I saw people smiling laughing and hugging each other.
I saw a couple talking they had to be only in their mid-twenties maybe younger they was laughing and hugging, the guy was tall and dark haired it was cut short and messy I'd say it was probably fashionable but I’ve lost track of today’s trends. He was wearing casual cloths, the kind of clothes that looked baggy even though they looked to be fairly new just lose fitting. He had a few bags with him hanging from his hands, there was at least five plastic bags all from shops usually found in the city centre or along a high street, there another bag on his back it was big and looked like a trendier more fashionable camping bag. I assume he had just came off the train and was meeting what looked to be his girlfriend she was smaller than him and was wearing more fitted