Descriptive Essay On The Antique Shop

Walking into the cemetery, I noticed that the night shined brighter than the day and the music was more alive than ever. I could hear the song, “Puno de Tierra” by Ramon Ayala, playing in the background and there were many families gathered around the graves of their loved ones. I could smell the fresh copal burning into the air and I noticed that my uncles tumba (tomb) looked cleaner than any other day. His grave was decorated with marigolds, candy skulls, pan de muertos, and white candles along with a few of his favorite foods and a portrait of him placed in the middle for everyone to see. Then, I suddenly open my eyes to see myself sitting down on a sofa from our living room, and in the background I heard my grandmother continuously repeating

I went to Manhattan, New York for vacation and decide to visit the Manhattan Macy’s department for the first time. I couldn’t help to notice the aroma of fresh cookies, pizza, and ice cream for sale before entering Macy’s it was Macy’s, it was making me hungry. I bought chocolate chip cookies and tasted like fresh warm cookies that directly from the oven. When I enter the store, I laid eyes on the setting of Macy’s it very different from the one in Miami it was very luxurious atmosphere because the gold the furniture and polish marble Italian tiles. I felt so welcome there the people were so nice to me, I thought it was the holidays because everyone was in a good mood. As I was walking to the Men’s side of the department store

I was so scared that my father would come back for another blow up. I then heard the stairs getting louder like my mother was step in down the old wooden steps. My mother walked over to me sat on the window seat with me and held me tight, she was started tell gn me riddles to get my mind off of my father, several long hours later my father walked up to us crying and sobbing over what had happened he said,”I'm sorry about this incident, I've just been so stressed with work and home that I don't know who I am anymore,” I told my father I loved him and forgive him. Ever since this day it has been drilled in my memory and hurts me every time I remember. “ see kid”, said the stranger, I've had some tough times in this house and you are going to go through tough times just like me. After the tour of the house the man had thanked the family for letting him remorse from the house. The father had shut the door and locked it. I thought

Suddenly, a man approaches me and questions, “Are you lost? Do you have a family?” I can tell he is utterly literate. He looks clean in a blue dress shirt and brown pants. “Yes, sir. I lost my mother,” I claim. I try to hold back my tears but I just can't. He asks, “When’s the last time you saw your mother?” I say, “About five minutes ago. She was asking a woman for directions and I walked away thinking she would still be there. This is my entire fault; I- I never should have walked away in the first place.” He opens his arms for a hug. I can’t help it. He is a stranger, but I

It was the first Sunday of December morning when my father asked me to take some boxes to the basement, I had never been down there, as a kid I always thought it was scary, but know as a 19-year-old guy, how could I say no. I went downstairs with a couple of boxes, but could not find any place to put them. The area was a mess, so I decided that I would organize every box that was there. While I was organizing, I notice this one box hidden in the back, so, I decided to open it. Inside the box, there was a newspaper and a couple of burnt pictures. Therefore, I decided to read the article, I could not understand much, it was an 18 years old newspaper, but it talked about a burning house with two twin babies, It said that one had been saved with no harm while the other one was rescued later on with severe burn mark. It was a miracle that other baby had survived, they called him miracle Carlos, and his brother Richard. I stood there for a second before my brain processed

There were six fire trucks in my driveway from all different townships. We ended up having to park down the street in my neighbors yard. My dogs were at Kevin’s house for the time being. I noticed my parents were already outside, so I went up to them. The flames were mostly gone by the time I had showed up and they were trying to get things cooled down and cleaned up from all the sludge that had become of it. My grandparents got out to see how everything was going, and then hours later, when the firefighters had declared it safe enough, my family and I went into the house we had all spent ten years of our life in. The house I walked into was one I did not recognize. Everything was out of place and soaking wet from all the water they had to use to put out the fire. Even the items that weren’t burnt were still damaged from either the smoke or all the water. Luckily, my door had been closed to my room, which had saved some things. Unluckily, most of my personal possessions were ruined. My clothes, my journals I had kept up with, and most of the things I held dear to me were gone in a

He even brought over one of his books to them and put it on display. I could not believe it. Now people know and my house is gonna burn to ashes. I “shoved the valise in the waiting beetle, climbed in, and sat mumbling, "Poor family, poor family, oh everything gone, everything, everything gone now...."(108). My husband told my friends and in return I confirmed the story, that my friends had actually already told, to the police. The police and fire department would be after him very soon. The man that I dedicated years of my life to will now be hunted down for a crime that I let him do, not that my thoughts could really change

Five days had passed this time since anyone had heard from my mother. I remember praying to God to protect her from harm and for me to find her. The next day she showed up, but not in the way we had hoped. One morning as I was getting ready for school my sophomore year in high school, my phone rang to the voice of my stepfather. My stepfather had told me he heard a call come over the dispatch scanner at his work and my mother’s name was mentioned. The sheriff had informed my stepfather that my mother had been involved in an accident. My stepfather asked me to go to the emergency room and see what condition my mother was in because he lived a half hour away from the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital I found my mother cut out of her clothes, covered in her own urine, massive amounts of blood all over her body, and lying lifeless on life support on the table. At this point, no one knew whether my mother would be okay. My mother had bleeding on the brain as well as a tear in her shoulder, a shattered face, and a chest tube draining fluid from her lung which had collapsed. All I could do was pray! My mother’s life was in God’s hands now. Three days later she woke

We lived in a new area, San Antonio, Texas, and I did not mind it. But what happened next I did mind. I saw Kenneth packing, and asked where he was going? He just told me he would be back, and if he said it he meant it. But then another man moved in, I guess this was apart of God’s plan as well. I can’t remember his name but he loved music, and taught me to love it as well. He was a christian rapper and frequently performed at a local church. He reminded me how much I loved church, and how much I needed God. But, just as soon as he came...he

It was a cold stormy night. The house was still. I was lying in bed when I heard a series of knocks at the door. As I descended the stairs the knocks were getting louder and louder. I thought to myself, "Who could be at the door this late at night?" When I opened the door there was a tall man dressed all in black. He smelled of fish and looked like he just walked out of a mud pit. He was having car troubles and needed to use the phone. I invited him in and told him that the phone was down the hall in the living room. Instead of calling the tow truck he called his friend, George, to come pick him up. I invited him to have a cup of coffee and some cookies while he waited for his friend to pick him up. We talked for about an hour when there

After a couple of hours, My mom decided that it was time for us to leave. My dad got in the car, and he looked as if his Christmas present was stolen by the Grinch. After a silent ride home, my mom still had not stopped crying her face was drenched in tears. In the house, I trudged upstairs and took the book out and set it on my bed. I gazed at it for a couple of minutes, but it felt as if it was hours, years, even centuries! I put the book under my bed, and decided to read it when I went to visit her grave. I woke up early, and quickly left the house. When I got to the cemetery, I sat by the grave and paused as if something was going to happen. I opened the book and the first page said to begin the book I would have to say an oath, so

The Commerce Tavern was a popular restaurant located in Merchants Square, Colonial Williamsburg. H. Franklin Nilson established The Commerce in 1982, and he has been operating this restaurant very well. Recently, Nilson had a conversation with Anne Hamlet from The Virginia Merchants Bank about the acceptance of credit card consumption at The Commerce Tavern. VMB was willing to give The Commerce authorization of the use of MasterCard and Visa cards at the tavern. However, the general payment method of The Commerce was cash-only, Nilson was not sure if this traditional method could always working well for his business in a long term, and if he should make some changes on the cash-only policy. In

I woke up at eight in the morning, being that it was May and spring was in the air I knew that my day would be perfect. As I leaped out of my warm and comfortable bed to put on my Bullwinkle slippers, my stomach nerves began to tighten. I figured it was just a small bellyache and I would get over it soon. I walked slowly to the bathroom not really realizing that the house was not filled with sunshine as it usually is during these beautiful spring days. As I began to brush my teeth my eyes caught a glimpse of the window that I now noticed was so close to the mirror. I could have died when I noticed that the rain was coming down like a storm. It was at that moment that I ran to mother’s room to tell her that I couldn’t go driving today. My

the other side stood an old tired man in what seemed to be a butler's

As he pushed the door open a bell somewhere in the store chimed announcing his presence. The store itself was dark and musty and smelled a little of old Chinese food. Tucker began to look around. On one wall was an assortment of hats. Some were