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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Anh Phan ENG 099 7248795 Descriptive Essay Grandmother‚ the inspiration of my life I still remember every picture and actions of my grandmother‚ a woman who loves me and sacrifices for me and my father most. My father grew up in the north of Vietnam‚ and my mom and my family in the south of Vietnam. For the disadvantages of long distance‚ I could not visit my grandmother and grandfather regularly. Fortunately‚ in Tet Holiday in Vietnam when I was 7 years old‚ my parents took me to visit
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Descriptive Essay Final The downtown metropolis can be a complex place‚ and some may need to become accustomed to it. It is Five O’ Clock in the afternoon. The sun is starting to drag itself lower‚ dimming the landscape‚ leaving a majestic orange on the horizon. The towering structures above leave enormous shadows on the people below. Car horns ring and sirens pulse‚ as the people make haste towards there destinations‚ rushing aggressively as if though it is a race. The end of the work day has
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Descriptive essay Eng- 111 17‚ September 2010 Upon opening my eyes as I wake up I stretch while taking a glance at the cursing clock that seems to hate me. I call my clock that because every day it seems as if it wants to wake me up at a later time each day. Than as my thoughts start to gather I realize that it’s the weekend‚ which means I can finally relax. I told myself that once the weekend comes I need to go get my nails done and finally relax and release all the stress and tension. In my
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Descriptive Essay As I walked through the cold‚ lonely streets of Aberdeen‚ I decided to take a shortcut home. Making a sharp right‚ I was headed down an alleyway‚ which was dark and sinister. Mist was slowly rising upward from the ground‚ which appeared yellowish from the reflection of one sole‚ dim‚ flickering light‚ almost at the point of burning out. The only sounds of the night came from my own feet dragging over many pebbles and stone on the cement. The breeze was very bitter and piercing
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ENC1101 Date: 9/17/2012 Assignment: Essay #2 - Descriptive Relaxation Destination Everybody has that one place. A place that they run to in times of joy‚ stress‚ and sorrow. For some people it’s a social setting‚ but for others‚ and myself included‚ it’s a place to get away from others. A place where I can unwind‚ relax and have time to myself‚ even though at times some friends or family would tag along. The place I’m talking about is my cottage back in Canada. Three hours north of
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| Descriptive Essay | Rough draft | | Gatewood‚ Jasmine | 10/12/2012 | Myself: Person Hello kitty collection thing Homemade spaghetti food Downtown Dallas place Jasmine Gatewood English 0331.2 Ms. Fischel 10/12/12 Description Essay Downtown Dallas home of the dart and the drug dealers on every corner‚ my friends and I used to visit regularly to have a nice chipotle dinner. When you are hear you cannot help but‚ visit the many food places‚ and cultural
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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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it seemed there was no correlation between the essays: “Thirty-Eight Who Saw Murder Didn’t Call the Police‚” “Who Killed Benny Paret?” and “On Dumpster Diving.” Each essay is completely different. The background‚ setting‚ characters and time period all vary immensely. The first essay is about a woman who was killed and no one helped her. The second essay is like it‚ a boxer dies in a fight‚ while being watched by millions of people. Those two essays share the commonality in that a person in each
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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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