Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

Before the car could come to a proper stop outside the building, I was out and hot-footing it inside, just so I wouldn’t have to ride the elevator up with him, or wince at another hurtful look from

She paused for a moment, maybe someday I’ll get a personal parking spot, as she clicked her key fob and searched for her car. A beep and flash of lights lead her to the dark corner of the parking lot. Nervously, she opened the door of her car and looked around for danger before getting in. She threw her bags into the back seat and locked the door,

I stop, remembering my mother warning me not to get in the car with strangers who offer you candy... She never said anything about getting in the car with cute guys who offer you coffee. Reluctantly, I follow him to his black charger and direct him to my house.

Bahauddin grabbed for a place to rest his hand while he lifted his feet, climbing through the shaft, out of the caverns. Every crack of stone was filled with overgrown moss, As he rose, he could see the sky was just before nightfall. The only sound around was the howl of the wind, and the keys clanging against each other like a windchime during a breezy spring afternoon. Ascending up the shaft, he was cautiously concentrating for each and every placement of his hands and feet, careful not to slip. Bahauddin’s hand grasped the top of the shaft. The sky was painted with brush strokes of blood orange, reflecting a glare off the keys. Outside, it had looked like a warzone. No buildings fully structured, not a person in sight, just crumbs

room and told me to put my shoes and coat on. Instinctively, I went to

Are you tired of yanking and pulling on your car door handle on a cold, winter morning? Is your car door impossible to open? If this is you, I recommend you keep reading. Has the following ever happened to you?

where your car breaks down do not try to get the car out. get the other passengers out and if

A drop of perspiration made a slow trek down my face as I carefully placed one foot in front of the other, each step taken with a precision a ballerina would envy. The scorching sun was directly behind me, its rays beaming directly through my shirt, making my venture more difficult than it usually was. I hadn’t had luck on my side so far today. The sky was bare of clouds, and no grain bin was tall enough to shade me from the sun. I wore my lucky red shirt specifically for this day. Yeah – I have a lucky shirt, what’re you laughing at? My usual crowd would consist of solely my brother, but today I had two sets of eyes on me. My brother’s, gazing up at me with his permanent look of wonder, and Sarah Crocker’s, her smirk extending beyond her lips

The semi-truck fired up, spilling out dark exhaust. I got in my car. I began to look at the interior closer. It was well used, the seats were torn and stained, the steering wheel flaked in my hand to reveal the foam beneath. A single key sat nicely on the center of the dashboard. I lay my gun against the passenger seat, the trigger facing towards me in case I needed to grab it in a hurry. I started the car up and rolled down the windows, allowing the air to flow through.

The hood of the car pop off and something jump in. I was too scared to look so I sat there and started crying.

I come over to the car and I shut the alarm off. I put all of the groceries in the trunk and started to drive away wondering why in the heck my alarm was going off.

As I was down starting to fix the wheels, a car came out of nowhere but I didn’t think much of it at the time ‘cause I just wanted to get those wheels back on the wagon and go home. I was

As you head off to the car and get in, all you can think of is your nightmare. Your mother clutches your hand and says everything

She grabs the middle console and puts her car in “Reverse” and slowly backs out of the driveway. Realizing she forgot to look left and right before backing up, she gawks out of her window...

I hear them get closer and closer as the porch creaks every step to the door. My heart feels like its pounding through my chest, and sweat is pouring off my face as I sprint in a panic. I hear the key turning and the door opening just as I jump out the window.