Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

Merlin walked into the abandoned bedchamber. Once again, Melancholy dampened his spirits. He sighed and looked around the area. Sunbeams streaked through the open windows. The bed linens lay in a carefully folded pile on the bed. The chamber pot lay emptied and surprisingly clean by the bed's side. Despite the slight chill in the air, its freshness tickled his nose.

The clock had just croaked eight notes as I started towards the door. I had finally settled on a fine evening suit that I happened to like looked quite well on me. I swung open the door and the strange woman stood outside, her slender hand poised to knock at the door.

To see Kendrick leave this morning was much harder than I imagined it would be. To say we’d grown close would be an understatement. We come up with plans to Skype each other on his down time. It needed to be enough for the time being, we had no other options.

I WAS SITTING IN a taxi, wondering if I had overdressed for the evening, when I looked out the

Rainbow Dash glanced down at her saddlebag, letting a monotonous sigh as she looked over the bunch of rolled up maps poking out from the sack. With a look of profound determination, she lifted her hoof and knocked on the door.

Sunday morning arrived, two weeks since their grand melee, and Mauricio thought it was appropriate to go home and see how Consuelo was doing again. Hoping he had given her enough time to cool down, there he found her watching Sunday morning news while clipping coupons. He greeted her with a simple, “Hi, Mom! How are you doing?” And, planted a big kiss on her cheek. Consuelo’s silence was his cue that she was still upset with him. Sensing she was still disconcerted he walked right in to his room and picked out clothes and packed a few other personal belongings. He returned to the living room with two large travel bags in hand.

I stared down from the tower I stood upon wondering how someone could build something so tall. It wasn’t as tall as a skyscraper. Although when you’re looking straight down, it seems like a much further drop. I stood there heaving every breath, until from behind me I heard a deep growl. When I turned around, I saw a herd of monsters surrounding me. I would say they looked a bit like really ugly boar about the size of cattle. Except they had black hair and dark yellow eyes. I was at the edge of building now, and if I backed away any further to get away from Them I would fall to my immediate death. When they started edging closer to me, I realize I had no choice and I step off.

The car door slammed shut as my dad sounded the horn a few times. Mom and dad were off to visit my siblings at school. It is just me and the puppy, Mimi, roaming my newly lonely house. I whipped up a cup of hot coco, grabbed some marshmallows, then ran up the stairs straight to my bed, finding the netflix screen waiting for me. Bundled up in my covers on a rather chilly and windy fall night laid my doggie and I relaxing while watching the dramatic series of “90210”. I began to sink deeper into my comfy bed beginning to doze off, until I heard a creaking sound that seemed to be coming from below my bedroom floor carpet.

It was to late before I heard the sirens. I heard cars pull into the drive way into our new tent. I took a quick peek out the window. The immigration police were here! I ushered my family out the back door but it was to late. I showed them my ID and he moved to Rorra, whom didn 't have one. He directed her to the car but Mama stepped in front of him holden hew brass pan. "Move aside woman". the officer said gruffly. "No! You can 't take our children! Quick run to Chihiro"! She was a fellow farmer from Japan whom we 'd helped in the past. Rorro just stood there and quivered. The officer raised his gun and pulled the trigger. Mama 's eyes widened in surprise and she staggered backwards and hit the ground with a thud. The

I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. I got up and I looked in the mirror. My hair is very messy so I grabbed my hairbrush and other things. I brushed my hair and then grabbed my water bottle. I went out into the living room. Isabella, Emma, and Sophia sat down in their little chairs. Jaden, Jake, and Lucas played with their toy trains. I sat across from mommy who had her hair in a bun. "Destiny, we have something to tell you. We did not know when was the right time to tell you. I mean you were scared and hurt, we did not want to hurt your feelings even more." Mommy said.

“Yeah, Belich, is a bum,” Manny laughed. “I can’t stand that guy and his boring lectures. You would think history would be fun with all the wild stuff that happened before the volunteers, but Belich always finds a way to make it as dull and numbing as possible.”

Your name is Pacifica Northwest and you are an eight year old, vivacious, wealthy blonde living in the peaceful town that was Gravity Falls, Oregon. It was small, and your mansion was probably one of the biggest buildings in town, owned by none other than Patricia and Richard Northwest.

I grabbed my skateboard that an old friend had given to me and opened up my window slipping out of it before closing it behind me placing a piece of cardboard over it in hopes that no one would see it and try to break in which has happened many times before.

The terminal became backed with hundreds upon hundreds of ponies, each trotting towards their flight or to family members they hadn’t seen in weeks. The sight of loved ones leaving out the door brought a smile to my face as I turned my attention back to the list of flight numbers.

The smell of freshly cut grass enveloped my nose as I enduringly waited for Nicholas outside of the apartment building, at the same time struggling to hamper down the brim of my attire.