Composition 2 Descriptive Although worn out and beaten thin‚ my favorite t-shirt reigns supreme. Its rugged exterior presents a shabby disposition. Many new t-shirts have found their way into the velvet lined drawers of my antique armoire. None stand in comparison against the weathered softness of my favorite t-shirt. Folds of cotton threads have been pulled and stretched from their original contour. Nevertheless‚ its flaws are cherished. Block letters that once read Nike are barely recognizable
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College Writing 2 October 2012 Descriptive Essay A compact two-door car might not mean a lot to someone‚ but to me‚ working and improving my car is my favorite thing to do. When I am not inside my house or hanging out with my friends‚ you’ll be sure to find me working or cleaning my car. For most people‚ leaving their car stock is passable for their needs‚ but to me it’s not. My car is modified which makes it one of a kind. My car consists of its exterior‚ interior‚ and performance level
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Ivory Koehn 9/10/2010 Descriptive Essay Under The Raised Hand Prologue When I was a young girl learning about life and love‚ I always thought that some man would sweep me off my feet and it was my fate to be with him and only him. My mother was not a big fan of love and fate. She didn’t have a very good history of guys and relationships. She would always tell us love was not a reality and we should find someone with a lot of money. My mother is a strong feminist woman and I tried as hard
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Descriptive Essay As my sister’s wedding drew near‚ given that I was her maid of honor‚ it became apparent to me that it was my job to take all of the ladies in the wedding party to the salon on the day of the wedding. This was fine with me‚ except that I hadn’t worn makeup or done my hair for years. After much convincing from the bride‚ I decided to get my makeup done with them‚ and regretted that decision every second after it was made. The day approached all too soon. I was blown back
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English comp 1 Week 3 My Life with Grandma Gladys is a petite woman in stature with lovely radiant dark skin‚ big warm brown eyes and inviting smile; men in her day consider her smile flirtatious. Grandma is dainty by appearance with an adventuress spirit. Grandma enjoys rap music and MTV latest dance craze. Gladys is not like the other stereotypical grandmothers’ in my neighborhood. She believes muumuu floral dresses are dreadful‚ adores black pumps‚ cusses like a sailor and cigars is her
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My first Car Enc1101 March 11‚ 2012 Descriptive essay My first car was my first most prized possession. I’d named her‚ tested her out on interstates‚ and took good care of her like she was one of my children. She had mirror tinted windows and was deep ocean blue that gleamed in the summer sun‚ she was flawless. I will never forget my first out of town drive to Tallahassee- smoothest‚ fastest ride ever! Had it not been for the scenery I would’ve felt like I was driving in a race. I remember
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Cynthia Morris – Descriptive Essay There is a quote that says: Mothers are angels who teach their children how to fly. Indeed my mother was an angel who in my younger years I thought was sent here to torture me especially when I wanted to hang out with my friends instead of doing chores or homework. My mother was the pillar of strength‚ love‚ and compassion. Mothers may be misunderstood but that doesn’t mean they don’t care or know better. My earliest memories of my mother‚ was her pretty
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Chandell Gabler English 099-22-Intro to College Writing 9:05-10:15 am Professor Braxton-Robinson/Professor Sheffield Assignment: Write a Descriptive Essay describing a storm you have witnessed. The storm I witnessed was Hurricane Sandy. When I first heard of the hurricane I thought it wouldn’t be as bad as some people were prediciting‚ but as the storm approached I certainly changed my mind. As we sat in the house it became very real how bad the storm was going to be. It was scary to
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Descriptive Essay Hearts were racing‚ twelve to be exact‚ lungs were being constricted tighter and tighter with every second that went by‚ joints were being pushed to their limits as their limbs stretched the farthest they could reach‚ and yet these twelve people were still able to ignore their injuries. All they revealed was happiness. There was no pain to be seen. No acknowledgement of misery because they all knew they only had those two minutes and thirty seconds to give it their all. Any sense
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Randall 1 Nicole Randall Professor Rowley English 101 11 September 2013 Description Essay When all the pressure and worries about life are on my shoulders‚ I always like to escape to Hawaii. Just by going here relieves me from all my troubles and stress. For me‚ going here once a year takes away my problems. When I stepped out of the hot‚ stuffy plane into the bright sunlight beaming down across the burning pavement‚ I felt excited. I heard the screech of the sea gulls and the chatter
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