Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

Everything went black for a moment and all I could hear was my own heart. When my vision started to return, I saw Kelsey standing over me and asking if I was okay. I couldn’t move my jaw without a

Within moments I no longer felt the vines, I was no longer being drug down, but still I could only see black. I close my eyes, I open them. Clenching and releasing. Were my eyelids really shifting? Or was I only imagining... I kept them clenched tight.

Everything is still and quiet. I survived the game. I tip-toe my way towards her room, and gently open the door, making sure it wouldn’t dare make a sound. I opened the door wide enough to make sure I have a full view of the room but was still concealed by the door’s frame. She wasn’t in her bed, only a neatly made bed remained in her place. My hope rises up and I wanted to sing on the top of my lungs. She was gone, she was really gone! My request had come true. I sink to the floor exhaustion overcoming me. My stomach growled, I place a hand over my stomach, I need food and then I’ll sleep I thought. I make my way towards the kitchen, now that she’s gone, I could eat as much as I want, I won’t have to hold back myself. I started to whistle, it felt good to finally be

My unevenly buttoned shirt dances in the wind as I stand here. The small grains of dirt and small rocks beneath my feet feel as though they are digging into my skin deeper and

My unevenly buttoned shirt dances in the wind as I stand here. The small grains of dirt and small rocks beneath my feet feel as though they are digging into my skin deeper and deeper

Some people say that you are born the way that you are. Others claim that it is all reliant on how you were raised. The problem with that is my dads were the most amazing and normal people you could ever dream of. Every Saturday night, we would go to my aunts ' house to have dinner. My older brother would hang out with my cousins, but I didn 't feel like I belonged there. They would only talk about boys. For some reason, I just didn 't agree with how they think that boys are hot.

I shut my suitcase and wriggled it off of my bed, giving my room one last sweep before we left for the month. I spun around in anxiety ready for the 6 hour travel to what I had been waiting for all summer. The airport was crowded and I was jostled by the crowd like a fish in the current. I finally found my parents and brother and we handed the lady our tickets before boarding the plane. We found seats next to each other and sat down in comfortable silence. I saw a movie about to start and put on my headphones. Soon I was lulled to sleep by the gentle voices of the fictional, soft-spoken characters. Just before I slipped into the darkness of sleep I wondered if Padfoot was comfortable in the pet section. When I woke up I was being shaken by my mother, who was pointing at James while talking on the phone. I grabbed James and both of our bags, while my parents grabbed theirs. We got off the plane and outside. We called a taxi to pick us up and went to the car dealership. By this time James had woken up and was playing on my phone. They finally left and got into a purple mustang with green stripes on the front. I gently took my phone back and checked the time. It was four thirty. I knew that Disney World wasn’t far and rolled my window down before giving back my phone and taking a nap.

I couldn’t imagine that I would have ever seen a tractor flying through the air, let alone a tractor landing just inches away from the room where my family was taking shelter. All of those childhood memories just gone just like that. My little sister Harper was crying to my mother saying “Mommy Mommy can it stop can it stop?” she wailed. I know this might seem crazy but that moment it just felt like time paused. And then my mother was crying to my father saying “Honey we lost her!” my mother cried.

My bare feet crossed over the double yellow lines of the busy road that divided the parking lot and the bay as I carried my flip-flops in one hand and my phone in the other. The burning sun directed its rays towards my shoulders and I could feel my skin getting hotter by the second. I watched as my family and neighbors began crossing the rickety bridge that led to the dock and just as it had in the car, my mind began to race. I couldn’t help but think of all the shark attacks that had occurred in South Carolina this summer and I avoided going in the ocean the whole vacation because of that. I am absolutely terrified of sharks.

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.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Five thirty, blared the most grotesque thing known to man. Slow to rise out of the comfort of my throne, only to stumble into those dirty cold clothes I had been wearing for the previous three weeks. Nearly falling up stairs to find what left-overs were in the fridge. Disappointed, as last night my mother must have been on a cleaning frenzy. The dishes done, tables wiped down, and the fridge picked clean like a vulture scavenged a decaying rabbit in the desert. I guess a Gogurt would have to suffice this morning. Closing the freezer, the light of the oven was on. And then, as if a being hit by a falling boulder, Pizza! Oh the Gods above must have been watching out for me; there were three slices of peperoni pizza left in the box. Five minutes later, with a full stomach, I was out the door and on my way to the most delightful place on the face of planet earth.

After my stomach seemed to settle I carried on, stumbling over my own feet. My legs felt like lead, my arms stiff beside me. The backpack in my hand dangling limply, scraping the ground.

I feel the rain pelting down on me as I ran across the faded footpath. I blame myself for not bringing an umbrella even when I was compelled to. I find some place to stand under a bus stop. I stand there shivering as the cold seeps through my skin. My long hair is dripping wet and so are my clothes. I think of calling my mum to pick me up but that’s not what I was here for. I didn’t come all the way here for nothing. I have been waiting for this for a whole year, I can’t possibly back out of this.

When I was venue hunting, I came back to Ash with my favorite venue (Lindenderry) and Ash thought it looked super familiar. Ash forgot he took a picture at Lindenderry (well before he met me) when he was there for a work conference and thought “If I ever get married, this is where I’d love to get married”. Amazing that we both loved the same place.

It was a scorching hot morning in the city of El Mirage, Arizona. I lived on 13022 W Scotts Drive. I was the typical 5 year old kindergarten girly girl. My parents were up early making breakfast and irong school clothes for my sister Mazie, my two brother JeRon and Duraie, and me Jada Levern Ashford. As always I was the first one up so I went to the dining room to eat breakfast. When I was finished my mother asked, “Jada will you take you and your sisters clothes upstairs and get dressed?’’ I replied, “Sure mommy, be right back.” i started to walk up what seemed like seventy stairs. Once I reached the top I skipped to the room my sister and I shared. Of course it was a carnation pink and a minion purple. I leaned over my sister 's bed to