Awe Descriptive Writing

I’ve always felt a strange connection to the stars, one that I have never fully understood. I used to believe that it was simply the night itself that appealed to me. There is something so incredibly compelling about it. It’s not the silence, necessarily, but the way that every breath is amplified; it’s not so much the darkness, but the way that the stars light it up. There is an unparalleled magic to them, to the way that they swirl and writhe and explode of their own accord. Although the moon will orbit for eternity and the stars will eventually fade into submission, it is the latter that I admire the most. I would rather die at the hands of my own power and light than live infinitely off of the nectar of somebody else’s.

Laying in bed, Meg wonders if the hurricane will miss them, hoping it will miss them. Picturing herself flying out of the attic, she imagines it will be like The Wizard of Oz, except she wouldn’t be going to Oz, she will be trapped in a wild hurricane, in her rickety, beat-up bed. Meg’s mind keeps wondering as she waits for the first noise of the hurricane.

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

It has been six very long days, I cannot wait any longer for the chapter to be uploaded, I am both excited and exhausted. The days usually pass me by finding new short stories to read, which for the most part lasts a day or more. Then I am back to finding new stories and I always find some good ones, because of the several genres that are on the website. The website is called Wattpad. It is where my favorite writer can make his talent shine. The website is where the youngsters and college students get their best drafts up on the website for the readers to enjoy and as the time passes the writers grow into their best version of themselves in the writing department. The writers are mostly college students and High Schoolers that have a love for writing. The books have many genres but my interest will always be in the romance books. The romance genre is popular since it's mostly teenagers that are acquainted with Wattpad. Even though the romance books can get a little repetitive I love how the plots are always twisted to the author's liking. The books are rarely complete mostly, because of the authors' lifestyle, whether they have too much to do in school or their interest goes to another story they have been writing. The incompleteness irks me since that means I would not know what is going to happen. I try to stay away from the unfinished tales, nevertheless, I end up with one in my reading list anyway. The story I am currently interested in is incomplete, that is only

The stars are bright and radiant-- their numbers are vast beyond all imagination. They shine in the dark sky, like billions of little lights hanging from nonexistent threads. It is a reality that not many people stop to admire. In the city people sink down into their couches at night and drift away, eventually, to the slumber that most people crave. But the stars, shining endlessly, are there night after night, in the rain and even in the snow. If you just stop for a moment, on a night with no clouds, and look up, you will see this magnificent

Nestled snuggly into the Blue Ridge Mountains was Ridgecrest, North Carolina. Getting there was no joke seeing as the ears popped every five minutes, but the scenery was beautiful.

I am writing back home to try and depict the exhilarating experience of Oklahoma. The vast rolling plains are so picturesque that no camera can do justice to what I see in person. The endless sea of green moves harmoniously with every breath of wind. The wildlife migrates with every dawn and dusk of the sun without disturbing God’s angelic creation. A sun that decorates the sky with every color that could be created on painter’s palette and gilds the terrain around me. The setting of the sun lasts a lifetime in its beauty but is passes in moments in reality. What is left is darkness. A darkness that coexsists with the illumination by the overwhelming abundance of stars. Each one drawing its own creation in the sky. Even at

Without the light of the flames, the night seems to swallow everything whole. The trees, leaves, and flowers I enjoyed earlier are dark and invisible now. Though, among the darkness, I see many stars through the branches of the looming trees. The night brings them out, but also makes them seem so far away.

The only thing constantly in my head over the duration of my deployment was my wife. I may have been fighting for my country, but she’s the only reason why my mind still orders my muscles to strain themselves. Every time I slept, it was like she was actually with me and I could feel her soft touch that was more soothing than the ocean breeze on a ninety degree day back in Oregon. Well, at least when I was mentally able to sleep, which only came about three nights a week. Unlike a large number of the men on base, I hadn’t broken down yet. Not physically, not mentally. What I didn’t know, was that next time I woke up from a dream with my wife, and the next time I jumped up into the cockpit to fly an aircraft, would be the last time I was capable

It is a sweltering day, in Arizona and no one is in sight. Everyone is either in the water or inside enjoying the cool air-conditioner. Peeps who is just a tiny little sparrow comes out of his tiny birdhouse and notices no one is outside. After searching around to make sure it okay. He then flies down to the beach to look for some left over food. Peeps then spots an old peanut butter and jelly sandwich and begins to munching down. Peeps was as hungry as a stray dog with no home.

Me lying on this cold immobile ground as I keep hold of nothing but isolation from this world unseen. Just when I was about to shut my eyelids forever, I saw a light coming from a distance. A shiny circular glow just about the size of pea beginning to flicker luminously giving hope to a room full of despair. Captivated by its exquisiteness, I unconsciously stood both legs and began to hurl myself towards the enthralling ray of light. Scampering down the trail of uncertainty, I felt little faith in me that somehow I can escape this miserable world of darkness. Extending my arms near the light, I took hold of every bit of it as if it was the only thing I that can keep me

Ever since I have lived, I have always wanted to have the knowledge of truth in my life. A wish unimaginable has been cast upon me for a desire to know the aspects of good and evil through actions and ideas especially theological ideas. Me reading through the night about God gives me a sense of hope and a grin upon my face - especially reminiscing the past events in my life. Walking throughout the day and sleeping through the night, I usually contemplate about these matters. Going to bed every night seems normal because I have adapted to ignoring some of the beauty in Montana, but when I look at the sky, I see that something has orchestrated the heavens and the earth. The starry night, so powerful and yet peaceful, twinkling in my retina of my eye. The snow-capped mountains out of my window being observed out of my bedroom window. The mountainous terrain orchestrates the powerful magnificence of the One who created it.

This one day when I was running it was a gloomy town in Tioga, Pennsylvania, USA. The wind was whistling in my ears and the little tear drops from the sky fell on my raggedy ponytail filled with long brown unbrushed hair. I was jogging on S Main St by the forest that I usually jog past the reason I like this spot because just as I pass the forest the sun peaks and is the most beautiful sun i have ever seen the tint in orange and pink is so soothing. When I am more down the road i see something poking out of the ground and I turned to go see what it was it took me around 3 mins just to get to where I thought I saw the thing poking out of the ground when I got to go see what this thing was there was a finger. I immediately dropped my stuff and started digging around this finger and there is a body it was just lying there doing nothing it was so purple and blue it was just on the verge of

Knock knock what is that noise .Having not slept much through the night its to early I grumble .there it is again knock knock ."Room Service" ugh I dont order anything I stumble out of bed reaching down and adjust my self as I am still hard from that amazing dream I had a small smile fills my face as I think about it . I open the door and there is Barbara standing there ."wake up sunshine we have a long day " glancing down she says to me "I see someone is awake and ready to go" and lets out a small laugh as I hurridly try to cover myself. being she is smiling I cant help but to grin and laugh a little myself . "come in feell free to order some coffee for us while I shower " Mhmmm ,I walk to the shower and turn on the cold water and shiver a little but knowing she is out there I must get control of myself..

Droplets of sweat poured down my face while the beating sun blocks my view of the 8 lane track. The brush of skin touched me and my arm hair stood up. The bleachers were swarms of silence. My spikes towed the white line. I closed my eyes and the gun went off.