Descriptive Writing She is a beautiful young woman‚ perhaps the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Her hair is a midnight black color; it almost reminded him of the color of the night sky as he looks through a window. As he looked at her hair he notice the way the light catches in it and it shimmers as it flows with her every move. His eyes are drawn to the fact that her hair is very lengthy reaching down to the middle of her torso‚ so long in fact that it almost caresses the small of her back
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Descriptive Essay Italy‚ a gorgeous country shaped like a boot‚ is one of the most beautiful places one can visit. I recently vacationed in Italy‚ and never gave my eyes the chance to take a break from the beautiful scenery: from the ongoing gorgeous landscape to the remarkable architecture. My family and I really enjoyed our little time in Italy‚ between visiting our loud and obnoxious extended family to tasting and smelling amazing Italian cuisine. Vacationing in a different country is a remarkable
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DESCRIPTIVE WRITING Beads of sweat trickled down my face as the sweltering sun continued to beat on down on me. The waves crashing rhythmically on the shore were tempting me to enter those enticing waters to cool off. But‚ no. I could not. I was here for a job. A job that needed me to stand here with my heavy makeup bag and watch others have a dip in the cool waters while being photographed and filmed. I turned round and ‘people-watched’ the by-standers who were here at the beach for a nice
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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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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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Descriptive Essay A Horrid Memory My sweaty palms ran through-out the thin strands of my hair as I tried to comfort myself for just a single moment. I felt scared‚ almost terrified as the screams of my nightmare echoed in my ears and made my head throb. Almost never did I have such vivid dreams‚ and when I did‚ I never remembered them the next day. Nevertheless‚ I don’t think that I’ll ever be able to make amends with my darkest memories and reliving situations that scarred my childhood
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Descriptive Essay Rough Draft How can people be so comfortable with dogs that are known to be aggressive or even kill in some cases? They treat them as if they were cuddly teddy bears even though they can cause so much harm so quickly. But I never thought to ask these questions when I was a young‚ naïve child. I knew as much about dogs as a child who watches cartoons all day should: that they were “man’s best friend.” But one day my innocence was stripped away from me‚ and I developed and retained
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Descriptive Essay: Connor Donnelly 090-177 Essay #2 People are always talking about being in those situations where time slows down to the point where a few seconds feels like a few minutes‚ well I didn’t exactly think that is what actually happened. Until a dreary‚ calm‚ dull spring afternoon in Briargate (located in Northern Colorado Springs)‚ about a week after my fourteenth birthday‚ I decided that I was going to go down to this plentifully lush creek next to a well travelled bridge. While
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Descriptive versus Narrative This essay is to compare-contrast a narrative and descriptive essay The essays I chose were‚ “Are the Rich Happy?” written by Stephen Leacock (1916) for the narrative essay and “Homeless” written by Anna Quindlen (n.d.) for the descriptive essay. The title of both essays is what caught my eye and the reason why I read them. Although‚ I enjoyed reading both essays‚ I felt the descriptive essay “Homeless” had more value and was the better read. Therefore‚ in this essay
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Isabella 9/13/13 4th period Descriptive Writing I reach my destination just as the sun begins its decent. Sighing contently‚ I sit down at the top of the cliff to observe the setting sun. On the left‚ the town lights up as the sunlight reflects off the shiny rooftops of the shops and business buildings. The glass windows and doors shine with a brilliance that cannot be seen up close but from a distance‚ it is magical. The pink aura encasing the town seems surreal as my eyes follow the people
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