Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

During the initial introduction many of the people recalled how beautiful the day started, the sky was blue, clear and perfect. However, as soon as people realized that an airplane had flown

When I got off the plane the first thing I saw was a giant palm tree. It wasn?t like the palm trees you see in pictures. This palm tree was kind of ugly it was about thirty feet tall, the leaves at the top looked like they were dead, and it was leaning to the right. Other than that palm tree it was a beautiful day. It was ninety seven degrees, but it didn?t feel like Minnesota?s ninety seven degrees because there wasn?t much humidity. Before we could leave we had to wait for

At first, the flight was normal and nothing out of the ordinary. Regularly, I would stare through the window as I saw the amazing views. The scariest thing about being on a plane was when you would look down and see how far up you are.

After an hour the plane was getting a little bumpy. I had no idea if that was normal. So I just ignored it. I didn't want my paranoia creeping in on this amazing trip. Only 11 hours till Rome.

The airport was huge, it was filled with people going different places so it was hard for us to walk fast or anything. We luckily got to our flight on time and sat and waited to board our next flight. It was time to board, our last flight to be in a whole different face of the world. Getting on this flight was very relaxing knowing we are getting closer and closer to our destination, we got seated with smiled on our faces. I was still pretty exhausted so I leaned the chair back and out I went again. Waking up we were on the downhill slide of the plane ride, the plane was decreasing evaluation getting closer to the ground which lead us to land. Landing was smooth, which made it a lot

The flight to New York was my first time flying in a plane. I was so scared at first because I have seen how big a plane was before, but I had never been in one before. That was my first time ever being that high off the ground and I had gotten to sit by the window. What made it even scarier, but after a little while I was okay after I got used to it and I was okay. The flight was 14 hours from Miami to New York. I ate pizza and I played

I sighed with relief, but when I saw we were flopped upside-down with no seat belts, I screamed like there was no tomorrow. Hanging on to the safety bars, all of the men and women cried for help as their hands were slipping off of the metal bars, my little brother, Robby, was going to fall, my mom was holding onto him very tight, but, unfortunately, not tight enough.

As we boarded the plane I noticed that the plane smelled like gasoline and was littered with garbage, at first I thought that I was on the wrong plane so I went to talk to a flight attendant about it.

The ring of seats zipped down as fast as a cheetah. The only sound I could hear was the ear piercing shriek of the other passengers, a pitch only dogs could be able to hear. It was my first time doing anything like this, and I thought I would almost die.

The ride home was more than bumpy. CRASH! BOOM! Were some of the sounds heard on the ride back to the islands. The family looked out of the window, lightning, rain, and thunder covered over the Pacific Ocean. BOOM! The plane shook but only slightly. BOOM! The plane shook more intensely. BOOM! The shake of the plane is abnormal now and getting worse. You know when your brother plays with the light switch trying to find the space between on and off, but instead leaves the light flickering continuously? That is exactly how outside the plane looked. Lightning struck the choppy waves. Rumbling left the Credos on the plane shaking and struggling to stay on board. Malikai regrets his decision to not put his seatbelt on when he flies 6 feet forward near the cockpit.

Acquiring our seats at the far end of the plane, my worst fears are now coming apparent. I tuned to my mother for a reassuring smile, only to be met face-to-face with the flight attendant. “Would you like a bag of peanuts? A glass of wine?” she pressed, extending her hand full of treats. Politely declining, I shift my head towards the glass of wonders. Take off. Peering at the everlasting sky sucked you in like a drain sucks water from the tap. Stars seemed so much more apparent in contrast to the velvet black sky; reminding me of diamonds. The roaring of the engines sent chills up the back of my spine. If only father were here to comfort

After being in the air for a little while I started to enjoy seeing everything from 40,000 feet in the air. Three hours later I arrived in Nashville, Tennessee where the International Career Development Conference was being held. The atmosphere seemed to change as soon as I stepped off the plane. Folks in Nashville seemed much more inviting than the people from

The light to put our seatbelts on glowed as the captain spoke to us and flight attendants acted out safety instructions. At take-off my stomach was filled with butterflies, but I wasn't scared. My body was pushed into the seat but I pretended I was the captain of a fighter jet. When we were stable I discovered that flying wasn't that bad. And the ocean looked beautiful out the windows! I put on my CD player until the played the in-flight movie, Planet of the Apes. I didn't like it so I kept listening to my CD player all the way through dinner. I fell asleep but the sound of the captains voice woke me. He was telling us there was an hour left of the flight. Flight attendants asked us to stow away our bags and prepare for landing. Butterflies were fluttering in my stomach again as I anticipated the landing. I felt the plane lose

As we turned the sharpest corner ever, my dad and I saw the Stratosphere. It was the biggest hotel I have ever seen. Fifteen minutes later we pulled into our condo where we met some old friends. Our rooms were all ready for us. As we walked in it smelled amazing like perfume or like a batch of cinnamon rolls coming straight out of the oven, dad thought it smelled disgusting.

A warm ray of light, shining past sheer white curtains, hit the face of a heavy-eyed Colonial man. Now awake, he swiftly exchanged his over-worn Bayan for his usual trousers and top coat before heading out to town. Grabbing a small loaf of bread, he walked past the wooden entrance to his home and started his path to work. As he scuffled his feet along the dirt road, a thought started creeping from the back of his mind. As the memory came to be clear, a sensation of panic consumed his body which led to his stomach dropping and a cold sweat rushing through his very core. Face flushed and clammy palms, he recalled his Colonial wife aggressively demanding meat for the table this week. “As the wife of a Banqueter, I expect to have a proper