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Descriptive Essay About A New Day

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It 8:00 AM and I just woke up to start a new day. I think to myself, “What am I going to do today?” I had so many options, after all it is summer break. I could go to the gym, the park, the lake, hell I could even go to the mall. So many options to choose from, but which one will I pick? Hold on, do you guys even know who I am? I am Rosco C. Calhoun, a teenage boy who doesn’t like school and only likes to have fun. I don’t like school because it is boring, it’s the same thing day in and day out. Nothing ever changes. “Ahah!” I shouted in my mind. I knew exactly what I wanted to do today. I was going to go to the mall. Now the real question is, what am I going to do at the mall? There were many things that I could do. I could watch people at the mall, I could go ice skating, I could go shopping. My mind tells me to do something fun and adventurous, so I am going to go and explore the mall to see what I can find.
I sit down right in the middle of the food court inside of Coralridge Mall. Immediately people start passing by. It is only the largest mall within a 100-mile radius. Right in front of me is the ice rink; off to about 1:00 position is Panera Bread. Of course, it’s packed with people like normal. Behind me are fast food restaurants like Chick-Fil-A, Sarku Japan, a Philly Cheesesteak shop, and probably most famous of all, the Zombie Burger. Straight ahead of me is the ice-skating rink. Only a few people skate by during open skate. A woman is training with a little girl. They are practicing tricks and techniques like twirling, bending, and spinning. How do they not get dizzy? A little boy zooms around the rink like he’s a pro. He’s wearing bright red skates with white blades. He flies towards the closest end and quickly turns the skates in steps. Shards of ice shoot into the wall. Amazing! He looks like he’s been doing this for a while.
At my 1 o’clock position is Panera bread, well-known restaurant. It is packed like normal. People of all races, color, and dissent are squeezed into the small restaurant. People are ordering things from coffee to actual food. One woman ordered a salad with croutons and tomatoes in many kinds of greens in it. One could tell it wasn’t her first time either. She

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