Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

Everything had began magnificently the day I attended the renaissance fair. It was the first time I’d ever been to any festival of the sort, and the air was full of magic. At exactly 10:30 in the morning, the ceremony began. The King and Queen presented themselves atop the castle’s balcony to address their people. As the beautiful royals welcomed us into their kingdom, my heart beat erratically, and I crossed the threshold with my breath held. There were so many events that I wanted to see, and activities I wanted to try; I couldn’t wait to get inside. I wasn’t just an ordinary guest, however, I had a job to do. Carrying my instrument lightly with one hand, dressed as a princess and feeling important, I walked proudly through the bustling

We burst out of the door, unveiling ourselves to the crowd outside. We felt like rock stars. Everyone had to get a few more pictures with other friends as they arrived and then we filed inside. The place was decorated from top to bottom, glittered stars hung from the ceiling, white Christmas lights twinkled all around, and glimmering gowns in every color made the entire venue sparkle. As a class, months earlier, we had chosen the theme, “I’ve had the time of my life”. The girls had pulled it from our favorite movie, “Dirty Dancing”, and I think the boys just went with it. We sat down for dinner where we were served our choice of meat, with rice or potatoes and a medley of veggies. Nobody ate much though, either because of nerves, vanity, or just plain desire to get to showing off our best moves, we wanted to boogie! After about an hour the tables were cleared off of the dance floor and it was time to the highly anticipated partying. The DJ played the hottest jams of 1999 and we danced the night away. Most of the girls were in their bare feet, unable to take the pain of high heels any longer as we busted our best moves.

"Here is out best maneuver, as I see it: / bathe, you three, and put fresh clothing on, / order the women to adorn themselves,/ and let our admirable harper choose a tune / for dancing, some lighthearted air, and strum it. / Anyone going by, or any neighbor, / will think it is a wedding feast he

“Don’t worry, we’re both gonna do great!” I explained, even though I was nervous too. That was the day we were finally trying out for competitive dance at our dance studio, Bleker’s. Bleker’s used to do competitive dance years ago, and finally, after I had been dancing there for 9 years, they started to do comp again!

Young ladies and gentlemen began to dance and swirl around the center of the ball room while Karolina and her friend were approached by two distinguished ladies. They made their introductions and inquired about Karolina, for they recognized Anna and her husband. They observed Karolina’s simple hairstyle and lack of jewelry. Anna proudly explained to them she was a friend from the Grand Duchy of Baden and described the wedding of Princess Marie both attended back in Mannheim. The two women were suitably impressed as Anna described the members of royalty they had seen. After they left, Anna squeezed Karolina’s hand and mouthed the words “Thank you” to her as other women slowly came up to both them.

"I wanted to welcome and thank you all for attending the first annual Cotillion Ball - an event intended to bring to light the importance of courtesy and decorum. For those of you who attended Courtly dance classes, this is your opportunity to show off what you learned, and for those who didn't hopefully, you shall next year!" she stated after welcoming all to the event.

One day, our new step-sister, Cinderella, arrived. I was a little cautious and unsure of her at first. I let her mind her own business, except occasionally, I did spy on her, just the see what she was up to. I started taking a liking to her when I noticed how kind and gentle she was with the animals that always hang around the kitchen because of the food. I couldn’t believe she would be with nature rather than playing on her phone.

After I’m dressed the singers start singing and a little after the drum beat follows once the drums start we start dancing to it. We take a break eat but not too much that I have to go to the bathroom during the dance, rest a little then in the evening we do another dance around a big fire that kind of burned my skin. The next morning I woke up at five, rushed to eat my breakfast so I could go dance. Later, towards afternoon the crown dancers came and danced with me. On the third day I got up early again danced, I then had to run in four directions once I start running everyone follows. The first time I ran, I fell; humiliated and wanting to disappear a family member picked me up. She patted me down took my shoulders and looked me in my eyes. They were soft eyes that seemed to have infinite wisdom, in which she shared with me, saying that: Life is full of struggles. Some day, somewhere in the distant future, you will get hurt, you will be in so much pain and you might trip and fall, but the most important

And when my music started, I remembered why I’d wanted to do this so badly--nothing, not even a broken foot, could stop me from dancing. My brief time away from dance had made me appreciate the times when I could dance so much more, and I really had fun onstage that day; I didn’t even feel any pain (although I’m not sure whether that was due to adrenaline or the Advil I’d taken). When I finished and the theatre filled with applause, I felt powerful. My teacher later told me that it had been the best time she’d ever seen me

This shows that Mr. Darcy believes he is better than everyone else. He doesn't believe in enjoying the evening, he thinks he shouldn't dance in a trivial manner; he must have the best. As the woman who Mr. Darcy says is the only one he would dance with is dancing already, Mr. Darcy doesn't dance; nobody else is good enough. This shows Mr. Darcy is spoilt and child-like. His feeling of superiority is displayed here; he is obviously used to getting his own way.

“Dancers, may I please have your undivided attention up here please. I would first like to start off by saying that the other judges and I appreciated all of the performances that we saw and all of them were full of liveliness and youthfulness. All of the dances were good, but there were some that outshines, others, but I would like to say all of us in this room are winners. On this note, I would like to start calling up the winners of the dance competition,” Madame

“Teague, honey? Are you sure you don’t want to go? I’m certain all your friends will be there too, and they’d be very disappointed if you didn’t join them.” An anxious mother stood at the base of the stairs, calling up to her sixteen year old son on the upper floor. Her husband brushed past her with a photo frame, moving to hang it up while saying,

There was silence until Luna spoke up. "Now that I am here, can I stay here for a while?" She implored, looking down. "You'll have to ask my master that. Currently, he is in the study room." Sebastian responded, holding a fake smile.

The royal palace of Fidelis was in a greater tizzy than it had been since the celebration of your previous (and failed) betrothal two years ago. And you were much less excited for what was causing it this time around. You had woken up at dawn with a solid feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach once you became cognizant of what would be occurring later in the day. One of the princes of Fidelis’s neighboring kingdoms would be arriving at high noon to begin his courtship. The strong desire to rescind the arrangement, or even your right to the throne filled your heart and mind all throughout breakfast and up until the arrival of the prince. Currently, your maid was escorting you to the main hall of the palace, where you (and you alone) would

“I’m glad I caught you before you closed. I wanted to know if you had this dress or something like it.” He retrieved his cell phone out of his pocket. As I walked closer to him, all I could do was admire this man’s beauty. He showed me a picture of a pink lace front dress from the collection that’s arriving