Descriptive Essay On A Day In My House

The street I live on has a lot of houses on it, and mine just happens to be one of them. Each house has its own driveway each one unique in its own way. Most of them are paved driveways, but mine happens to be made from hard pack. I can picture the driveway when it was built, still in the same place and still being made of rocks.

A cold snowflake stings my cheek. Another one hits my forehead, then my arm. I know this place is, or was, my home. I see Mary with her pink coat and mittens calling me.“Daddy, come play! Come dance in the snow!” I run to her as she giggles with joy. She grabs my hand and leads me to the hill. “Let’s make snow angels.”

As my family and I pulled into my grandparent’s driveway, my eyes gazed upon the endless rows of cars parked on the frozen lawn. The familiar crunch of snow underneath tires echoed throughout the car as my father parked next to the other cars. Once the car door opened, the brisk, fresh air nipped at my nose. My siblings and I darted to the front porch of my grandparent’s house trying to escape the cold. With rosy cheeks and frozen hands, I stepped in to the small yet cozy entryway. Endless conversations between the sea of people in the house erupted before me. Sitting on the rustic wooden bench, I tugged off my

Haleigh Blaitman trudged through the snow-covered streets of New York, pulling her coat closer as the wind pushed and pulled against her body. She had just gotten off a particularly long shift at work and now had the strenuous task of walking home to complete. Winter had come fast and harsh this year; only yesterday had the cold come, but already the streets had a cover of pristine, white snow. Haleigh began to shiver and almost gave a cry of joy when she caught sight of her dingy apartment in the distance. That was when she heard the whimper; it was coming from the alley to the left. Who in their right of mind would be out in this storm? she thought to herself. Haleigh gave a glance back to her apartment before sighing resignedly

“ I heard Tahoe just got four inches of fresh snow!” my friend David said excitedly as we passed Donner lake on the freeway. David and I were on our way to visit an abandoned ski resort that we only heard people talk about. The dark clouds outside were looming over our heads as the sun began to set. Icy snow began to flutter down, covering the narrow trail we have been following for last couple of hours. Suddenly our jeep halts at a stand still and I see the distress on David’s face. The warmth of the car is quickly escaping as we open to the door and jump into the dark forest outside.

I remember that winter. When raindrops fell covering the ground in a thick layer of ice. I looked out the window my breath fogging it up. I heard the sound of the oven ringing, and I instantly ran into the kitchen. The aroma of gingerbread permeated the air as another batch of gingerbread had just been taken out of the oven; another tray ready to slide in. Not being able to resist I put my hand out to grab a cookie when I rapidly pulled it back dropping the cookie. Deciding to wait for them to cool down, I went to the closet and put my coat on. I went outside and carefully advanced down the steps. I stepped onto the ice slipping and sliding trying to grab ahold of something. I clutched onto the pole next to me catching my balance. I started

As I wake up I smell the cold air I rush up the stairs into the living room and to see outside my window a mountain of glistening snow laid across the neighborhood. I was ecstatic when I saw so much snow on the ground on such a clear day, I dash to my closet and pick out all my snow gear one by one. As I rush out the back door I feel the cold wind rush against my face, as I walk through the snow it became quite difficult to move. Soon I went to my old playset that was in my background, but before I manage to climb up the wooden steps a giant piece of ice fell from the roof and I caught it, I was almost crushed by the large slab of ice. I then used the large ice slab to make a snowman out of it, I carried the ice slab to the back porch of my

Annie gazed out the window; the snow was falling like crystal diamonds. The frosty air made the windows all icy, making her finger through a smile on the window. It was another day of no school; it had been snowing like crazy here in Chicago. Most schools had been closed for weeks. It was just another day to cuddle up with a blanket and drink hot chocolate by the fireplace. But sadly for Annie she had to go outside in the frigid, cold weather and shovel the snow. Her mom went to work early in the morning and her dad ever since the divorce moved into an apartment.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed movement outside the picture windows that covered two of the living room walls on my grandpa’s old farmhouse. My attention was immediately diverted from the television to the objects moving outside. I jumped from the floor to the revolving chair that sat facing the television. I spun the chair toward the windows and sat on the edge, peering through the cold glass. Directly outside the window was a thermometer reading fourteen degrees. The air was soupy and purple-gray clouds were faintly visible over the deep black of the night sky. The conditions were just right for snow, and I knew I had seen movement outside the window. Excitedly, I called my dad to my side to witness the impending snowfall. The snow was not as exciting for him as it was for me. He had grown up on this farm in Michigan, and snow on New

As soon as I walk outside, the cold air hits me. The grass is frosted over, and the porch is slick with ice. The moment I get in the truck the cold disappears; the truck is all warm. We are ready to hit the road. My mom asks if I brought my long sleeve shirt, and I assured her I did, even though I didn’t.

It was a warm summer day in Florida. I wake up and crawl out of my bed. My feet are chilled by the cool, slick texture of the hardwood floor. My mom is calling me to come eat breakfast with the rest of the family. We were at our family beach house on vacation (a family ritual that we have been doing for the past five years). I greet everyone at the breakfast table as the aroma coming from the food draws me in. I sit down. On my plate sat three freshly baked pancakes, two crispy strips of bacon, and a large spoonful if scrambled eggs. While at the dinner table, we discussed activities to do for the rest of the day. It was decided that we would have the most fun if we went to the local beach so that way the we can choose to swim, go fishing, or go jet skiing.

We began our way down the trail with our friends. It was snowing cats and dogs now. Each snowflake fluttered violently against the wind like a battle between a lion and a tiger. My heart began to accelerate as if were a race car ready to take the winning cup. I could see my dad in the frosty snow. I laughed seeing the look on his face. It was pure joy even in the snowy weather. Even if this was true, I never could know what to expect what was going to happen

I live in the “middle of nowhere.” The neighbor-less neighborhood is where home is for half of the time as the other half I live in an ever-growing college city, Columbia. I have cultivated a special appreciation for each journey home through the winding Missouri back roads that bring me to the place where my soul rests, so matter how many times I make the drive. The roads may take me to my house, but my home exists far beyond its walls.

On a hot and sunny day I was at a local farmer's market looking for some new clothes to buy and some fresh food toOn a hot and sunny day I was at a local swap meet looking for some new clothes to buy and some fresh food to eat. It was so hot outside i had to stop and take a break. I sat on a bench faraway from other people so i can cool down. Where i sat was a lot of shade so I started cooling down fast then suddenly I felt a cold breeze shiver down my spine and as I turned around i see a tall skinny man behind me. He was sort of hunched over and had a mischievous smile on his face he stepped closer to me and said, “My you have very beautiful eyes and nice tan skin! I’m sure the color green would look so beautiful on you.” I gave him an awkward smile and nervously said ‘T-Thank you..” “Here take this necklace I’m sure you’ll take very good care of it.” he said with a devious smile on his face. The necklace reminded me on an ancient Egyptian actifact, it had gold with emerald jewels on it and in the middle has a big golden beetle with small rubies on it. Amazed I said, “oh no sir i can’t take that, it must of costed you a fortune.” he came closer making me fear for my own life and he firmly said, “Take it..I insist” i just nodded my head i fear and watched him leave. The necklace is very beautiful, but why would give it to a random stranger? I continued shopping trying to forget what just happened. I got many compliments on my new necklace and many people tried to buy

The heat awakens me from the fire as I lay against mama. I didn't want to stir her as I walked out of the cave. So I quietly escape the rapid heat of my home to the outside. It was the ending of fall and the beginning of winter. A cool breeze hit me as I strolled onto the moist grass where the morning dew fell. Stretching for the heavens with my claws held high. I let out a loud roar with the feeling of tiredness. While rubbing the crust out of my fearsome eyes. I started to look for a new place to sleep. Until mother starts to search for me after she awakens herself. As I looked high and low for a place where I can get some shut-eye. I soon discovered a den beneath the grass with stone like rocks for an inside wall. Which was placed right by a stunning waterfall with soothing sounds of the water unleashing into the pool of water beneath it. I crawled into this happy place, relaxed, rolled up into a ball, and ready to escape back to my dreams...Suddenly, “HAHAHA! I’m having so much fun, daddy!”. It startles me at first to see such creatures. The little one was hairless in places except for the two Pacific parts on the face and hair that fell behind it. Also, the big one looked older like my mama but hairless like the little one. They interested me a great deal, I wanted to learn more. As I watched their movement, the older one finally announced, “It's time to go honey.”. “Awee…”, said the little one with a disturbed look as water dripped from her eyes. “We will come another