Descriptive Essay - Original Song Of My Life

The first two lines of "Song of Myself" tells something distinctive about American identity. The lines “I celebrate myself, and sing myself / And what I assume you shall assume,” to me constitutes the heart of what America was established for. We as Americans pride ourselves on our rights and opportunities; so having the ability to praise ourselves symbolizes our rights to be free and who we need to be.

The next day was hot and humid, so we waited until it was dark to go. It was about 11:00 pm until we were satisfied with the temperature. My Mom, aunt Shannon, cousin Reed, and I all got into the car, and began our trip to the lake. On arrival, I could already see the water rushing around, crashing into the concrete walls. A few people were fishing on the end with no walls, just big rocks here and there. There were some lights shining, with different insects buzzing around them, so you could see.

The sweat in my head starts to run down to the corner of my eye and I immediately start thinking of a single thing, the ice cold Frio River, I suggested to my friend that we should start heading towards it so we did. By submerging in the water, my nervous system instantly reacted to the temperature but soon after, relief. At the bottom of the river floor I feel the rocks smoothed out by the water along with the algae and every so often some young fish that thrive there. Along the end of the “section” of the river there’s a little wall where water falls down from to another section, while sitting there I can feel the strong pressure of the water hitting against my chest, consequently, I reach a point of relaxation incomparable to all

My lungs were insatiable, not screaming but rather, begging good-naturedly for more. The balmy air was somehow more invigorating, knowing as I did that its vast expanse respected no boundaries in which it could grow stale and contaminated. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest and in my ears, rhythmically, so that my legs soon fell into stride. My bare shins graciously accepted lashings from the Timothy-grass and wild rye that had grown cavalier in the harrow’s

The water dragged and strapped her down from all possible sides. The more she struggled the more disorientated she became. Left, right, up, down she couldn’t make any sense of it all. She pushed with her arms and legs but she couldn’t find any leverage, for all she knew she was forcing herself further down. Her lungs craved for more air and even though she knew she wouldn’t receive enough, her body still took a final breath. Cold water filled her lungs, burning her throat as if hundreds of needles had pierced into it. Her muscles relaxed and she was oddly calm for a moment - then everything slowly faded too black.

that I was concerned I wasn’t swimming up at all. I heard someone saying my name, but my vision was too blurred to identify who. Two strong arms pulled me on top of the boat. I heard a frantic voice asking if I was okay, but I couldn’t respond; I didn’t know the answer myself. When my friend materialized in front of me and reached

When I opened my eyes and watch the top I could see one dead brown leaf falling. When I took a breath and closed my eyes I could hear someone coming. The water was getting hotter and hotter.

I turned my head and gasped a big gulp of oxygen before returning my head into the water. Again. Again. Faster. Faster and faster. Kicking furiously, I felt a sense of pride and happiness until I felt a wave hit my leg. I knew what that meant and the all too familiar development of events began. Even knowing so I teared my eyes from the bottom of the pool and looked through the corner of my eyes and saw a hand. They were closing in with my last reserves of energy I sped up my leg and arms. Again. Again.

The blood curling lighting was cracking mountains and breaking souls. The wind blew so hard that it didn’t even give me a chance to inhale as it was blown away. No matter how hard I tried, how deeply I took a breath, the wind pushed it away. The energy was being sucked out of me, I couldn’t stand up. All I sought after was to make-believe that nothing was going on, but it wasn’t working and the thought of seeing sunlight was

I see my life flash before my eyes as i plummet down to the boundless ocean, but as i just about hit i feel something sharp grabbing me. i start moving farther and farther away from my certain death.

The sun was especially bright as it reflected off the water, blinding the trees with the shine. The breeze was strong, but not too strong. Strong enough to blow my hair like an industrial fan would. Birds chirped in the distance, squirrels barked in the treetops, snails moved along the rocks in the river, leaving behind a thin trail of slime. The flowers' fragrances intoxicated me.

My whole face and body was buried in the disgusting muddy lake. Russ grabbed me and pulled me to the Lakeshore.

The salty frigid dew and vigorous winds dampened my long black hair to cling onto my face and neck. My linty gloves were ever so slightly frozen on the black metal bars. I leaned closer and closed my eyes. The cacophonous sounds of churning water plunging into rocks grew louder and I could no longer even shout over the thunderous angel's tears. I felt each rumble and vibration growling under the bridge as if the water was demanding to be fed. When I opened my eyes the glistening fog enhanced the silky fabric that diverged and cascaded into the depths of a foamy vortex. If I stood still long enough, I may become a part of the liquid sliver vortex. This was the moment I called Cornell home.

The air began to move, jerkily. It began to freshen and grew steady, first cooling the perspiration on our bodies and then seeming to freeze it. then all of a sudden here comes the strange dark clouds. Suddenly a violent storm sweeps across the lake and ends as abruptly and unexpectedly as it had begun

I get up and start running down to the sparkling water of dee why beach, I reach the shoreline and stop, just for a moment, I embrace the feeling of everything before closing my eyes, and taking a deep breath before opening them, and diving in to water, it was freezing at first, and it felt like my heart was about to stop pumping blood, realise its fate, and shut down, but that was crazy talk, I