Descriptive Essay : Apples And Oranges

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.

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.

No two things could be more different than apples and oranges. Just by looking at them one can see many different characteristics that set them apart from each other. Apples are red, yellow, russet, and sometimes striped in color and oranges are usually orange. Oranges have to be peeled before one can eat them. These two different fruits grow in different parts of the world, on different trees, and in different climates. What could these complete opposites have in common? Surprisingly they share many qualities that really do make them a lot alike.

I sat on the gentle slope of the hill overlooking the calm winding river. On either side of the river sits a brown canvas painted with the vivid colors of fall. Bright reds, oranges, and yellows speckled the mostly barren trees. On the ground, the once brightly shaded leaves appeared a dreary light brown. The fallen leaves shuffled with the light breeze, creating a relaxing sound like waves rolling on the beach.

My fingers drummed along the steering wheel as my jeep made its way down the road. Soft country music poured out of the radio, and my head bobbed along with it. I could see my parent’s car trailing behind me when I looked in the rearview mirror. My mom was sitting in the passenger seat, talking with her hands, and my dad acknowledged whatever she said. When I turned, a large lake came into view, the setting Saturday sun reflecting perfectly on the still water. Pine trees with the occasional red and yellow-leaved tree surrounded it. The crisp, fall wind rustled some branches, causing some leaves to flutter to the ground.

I open my eyes and find myself standing on an old asphalt road, lined with identical houses. Cracks run through the pavement, breaking up the faded yellow lines. Everything is faded, like an old movie. It’s almost grayscale; you can barely see the color, like the life has been drained from this place. I turn my head to the sky, trying to make sense of this strange world. But the sky isn’t the typical blue, it’s a faded blood red, small flakes of ash falling from the sky. One piece lands on my upturned forehead, crumbling on impact. I turned back to face the road, gazing down the broken road. On an impulse, I walk.

I look outside the car window and see the colorless, grey sky and white clouds fly on by. Next to me is one of my best friends, Natalie, and my dad sitting in the front seat humming to a song. “This is going to be such a fun day.” I thought with a grin across my face. As we pull up to the drop off area, you can see the enormous and neon roller coasters rolling by. People of all ages scream at the top of their lungs as they go through flips, loops and drops. “This looks super safe,” I thought in my head. My dad reminds us to be safe and to drink tons of water. He drops Natalie and me off, quickly getting to the gate with a big sign reading, “Six Flags Magic Mountain”.

One hot and sunny day, Brooklyn and her mom walked to the city from their new house. While they were walking they spotted some cute stores. SInce they loved shopping they stopped and looked at all of the stores.

The saxophone jazz and chatter from inside creepily faded into the dark streets. I was lurking outside the bar and quickly pacing back and forth against the window. I looked up and down the empty and dark street before quickly pausing to stare into the bar window. The room glowed between the broken blinds. I searched carefully, standing on my toes to see the full expanse of the room. People were dancing against each other, laughing and spilling drinks. Everyone orbited around a band in the middle of the room, as they swung their instruments creating sultry jazz. My eyes landed on a girl sitting alone, her body almost entirely eclipsed by shadows and creepy red glows. I stole looks, my wet eyes tracing down her body and through her shining hair, hypnotized by the lights trailing across her glowing skin. I chewed harder at the soggy toothpick I held in my lips. Suddenly, I saw a pair of shadows cross the window towards the door and instantly I turned my back and leaned against the window, reaching for a box of camels in my jean pocket. The bar door shuddered open and jazz escaped into the streets until the door crashed shut behind them. A laughing couple stumbled out of the darkness and into the flickering streetlight. From the shadows, I watched them closely, bringing a dry cigarette to my lips. I flicked a lighter and cuffed a hand around the flame. With a sizzle, the orange flame weakly illuminated my hungry eyes as they followed the drunken couple down the street. The

Toshaina has the biggest heart, she would hand it away to anyone who inquired. Moreover, she is generous, patient and possesses a magnificent sense of humor. She constantly reminds me of sunflowers, she can brighten up anybody’s day by simply speaking to them. Her power to continue strong in whatever situation is mind blowing. Her biggest motto was too always “be better than me” I would think to myself “how when you’re already so freaking great” but she assured me that she’s not and wasn’t at my years. She invariably delivered on a fresh pair of Jordan’s and polo outfit she felt like you couldn’t wear one without the other. The color she wore the most was yellow, being born a Jamaican she always enjoyed the color since birth.

It was the middle of another busy late-autumn noon in the industrious, bustling Saffron City. Amid the tall skyscrapers, the sounds of thousands of people, Pokémon, and cars flooded the streets and sidewalks — the daily norm for the hectic city. Citizens were out enjoying the cool air and pleasant weather. Children played in the parks, tourists walked about to take in the sights. Planes and blimps carrying various advertisements hovered in the blue sky above. Buses and taxis made their usual rounds, limousines chauffeured important persons. Businesspeople chatted away on their cell phones. Even with all the hubbub, wily Pokémon Trainers could still get a battle in with one another, in alleyways, side streets, or even the busy sidewalks. The city was like a well-oiled machine moving in constant harmony.

Madison Parks smiled at the camera for yet another picture. She fluffed up her perfect blonde hair. Her golden cocktail dress cast dancing circles of light across the red carpet. The sequins glittered, dripping in sparkles. Justin Hill walked smoothly up to her from his limousine. “How are you feeling, Madison? Ready to announce you’re single yet?” her manager asked. Madison scoffed at him. “I’m a world famous actress with enough money to last two lifetimes. Why do I need to marry some guy?” She was irritated at that hopeful look in his eyes. Justin stepped back, slightly disappointed. “Oh, okay,” he muttered. She smiled, glad she had put the sly manager back in his place. Mary Johnson pranced down the red carpet towards her. “Madison! How are you?” the singer asked. Madison smiled. Mary’s cute British accent was irresistible. The singer wore a floor length blue dress that had a braided silver belt. Her silky auburn hair was piled on top of her head in a braided bun. “I’m good, Mary! I’m so excited to see you!” Madison responded. Mary linked arms with her, and the two walked off, leaving Justin behind them. “The movie was amazing! You were awesome as Queen Snow! I’m surprised Andrew didn’t propose to you right then and there!” Mary exclaimed. Madison blushed, remembering the handsome actor. He had played Prince Lucas, the other main character in the film. The twenty-five year old man had sleek black hair and light green eyes. Yes, Madison agreed, he was quite

I wake up not even knowing that I had fallen asleep and see that my little sisters are not where I left them. I look around frantically when I see two people emerge on the path we walked in on. Before I can see their faces I recognize their strides and I start jumping up and down. They came! I don't know why I thought they wouldn't, but I had my doubts. I smile one of the most genuine smiles in a while. I see that the smiles are returned as my parents faces come into view.

It was a hot, sunny day in fort worth, we were both tired because of the exhausting day of classes we had just finished, when we finally got the opportunity to go have lunch outside of the BLUU for the first time. We wanted something different to get out of the routine, something that would restore energy back to our bodies in order to continue our day. We were deciding which place to visit, but the choice was very hard since we both had heard from many restaurants before. Our enthusiasm diminished when we realized we were low on budget, but we refused to spend another lunch at the BLUU. We took our phones out and decided to call some friends and gather some opinions on where would be the perfect place to go.

I never knew the moment I would step into that elevator, that my once boring morning would flip upside down. I stepped out of my hotel room, purse in hand and ready to take on the day. I walked down the hall into a small section where two elevators were located. I patiently waited for one of the elevator doors to open, and I noticed a woman standing next to me. Her attire consisted of a fancy blouse, and a skin tight skirt. I turned my head away before I could get caught staring, and at that moment the elevator door opened. We both stepped in and I pressed the first floor button then looked over at the lady to see if she needed to go somewhere different. She gave me a slight nod, indicating she was going to the same place I was. As the elevator door started closing, a girl quickly blocks the door from closing with her hand.