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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ENG12 – Descriptive Essay Chelsea Park Happiest Place on Earth Last Christmas‚ I spent 5 fun-filled days and 4 magical nights in Disneyland. Daily weather in Anaheim was beautiful. The driveway leading to the park entrance was lined with tall palm trees as they stretched to the heavens in the blazing sunshine. Everyone’s face shone with joy and the children shook their parent’s hands from side to side screaming happily. The sweet smell of fluffy
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Kylie Harrison English 1104-34 October 8‚ 2012 Descriptive Essay It was a hot muggy afternoon during the early season of fall. The wind was strong that day‚ the force blowing against my hair causing it to rise and fall as the wind came and left without warning. I could feel the sun beating down upon my back‚ causing my body to fight against the heat to stay cool. The constant sound of voices ring in my ears and throb my forehead. I was at the picnic table outside the bridge of Bryant place
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Descriptive Essay Thick‚ strong oak wood was carved into curves and poles all connected to be shaped into the perfect rocking chair. It was painted a deep brown that glints gold when the sun shines on it. The armrests mold to your arms like they were carved precisely for you. It feels like your melting into chair even though it’s a stiff wooden frame. The seat cushion used to be thick and luscious but has become thinner and thinner as the years have passed. It remains tied to the chair by two
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Allie Keenan Dr. Doh Composition 1 Descriptive Essay 2/17/15 My Most Personal Place White blank walls‚ white cold tile floor‚ tucked in the basement away from my seven other roommates was my new bedroom. The only natural light in the room coming from the window the size of a picture frame. Moving into a new and unfamiliar place can be unsettling and exciting. I went to work moving my things in and making this 10 by 10 white empty box my new room. After two short days I completed my decorating and
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FINAL DRAFT OF DESCRIPTIVE ESSAY ‘NARRATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE WRITING’ READER 2013 Name : HAPSARI C. HANANDYA (Nanna) Student Numb. : 112012133 SATYA WACANA CHRISTIAN UNIVERSITY “Tlatar” The Beautiful Sketch of God Painting Wandering the beautiful place always make me feel enchanted. There are many beautiful place that God has given for us to be used and developed as best as possible. I remember one interesting place and always makes me want to visit it for the umpteenth time
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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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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
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Aidan Stacey Descriptive essay Blurred by the rush I wait Sitting slouched on an alumium bench ‚ head down. As all mall benches‚ it lacks a back support. People say this is because many mall owners don’t want people sitting around too long. They want them Browsing and buying. As I lifted my head my pupils dilate to see all that was going on. There is plenty of noise‚ light and boisterous behaviour. It is ludacris ‚ controlled chaos. My attention is caught by a struggling mother with crows eye
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Class: Capstone Research Project - ESLG 0455 - G08 Assignment: Descriptive Essay This is an oil painting on canvas. Basically it’s a very old picture‚ but the color is still very bright. The painter would like to describe a picture that fruits stacked on a market stand‚ there were many different kinds‚ with a lot of colors. The picture looked so beautiful that people always stopped and appreciated it. Fruits were not displayed disorderly. All the fruits were placed into three columns. Some of
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