Descriptive Essay: The Petty Brigade

Lila lay on her bed staring at the ceiling thinking over the events of the evening. The more she recalled, the more she was mortified for acting like a love sick, slobbering idiot in front of not only the most beautiful man she’d ever met, but he was her best friends cousin of all things! Lila groaned, burying her head into her pillow. She tried to console herself by thinking she would never see him again. She could avoid him by simply not going back there. It wouldn’t be too difficult to do. She would never have the guts to venture to a club like that on her own. This is exactly the reason that Rachael had taken her there. Lila was trying to convince herself he was charming to all the ladies. He worked at a night club. Of course he would

The Battle of Santiago Bay decimated the Spanish fleet and killed almost 1,800 Spaniards. The aging Spanish fleet was no match for the Americans, two weeks later the Spanish forces in Santiago surrendered and on August 11th, 1898 Spain accepted America’s terms of peace. From the war America gained four new territories, Puerto Rico, the Philippines, Guam, and Cuba. Consequently Cuba gained its freedom, yet it was the American flag that flew over Havana in triumph, not Cuba’s.

“Alright get in.” Blaise told us. He drove Camie back to her car so she could drive there with us. We made our way out of the parking lot and close to where Josie was parked, by the soccer field. Josie was making her way out of that parking lot by the time we got there, so we followed her. Blaise kept honking at her and speeding towards her as a joke. There was music blaring throughout the whole car ride until we reached Taco Bell. When we got there, we all got out and went

Jenna felt her stomach begin to growl and she thought of the dinner her father had prepared for them before he’d left for work. Spaghetti and meatballs with cheesy garlic bread, her absolute favorite. The very thought of it was now making Jenna 's mouth water as she licked her lips in hunger. She silently wished that she would have eaten earlier with her father back when he had just finished cooking it. That was right before he had kissed her on the cheek, told her he loved her, and headed off to work the night shift as a paramedic at Saint Christopher 's Hospital. But, she was too excited about Halloween to eat just then, the anticipation of trick-or-treating being such a short time away filling her every thought with joy. She was a

Sarah slugged through the early morning work and realized-too soon- that she needed to make a trip to the house. She made her way, clasping her arms around her for warmth in the cold November morning. Painted Girl’s borrowed sweater did not help dissipate the cold air, and neither did the lingering whiskey in her system. A light shone in the window illuminating Grandfather and Dingle, who sat at the table together eating pie. She watched as Dingle grabbed a juicy strawberry from Grandfather’s pie and nibbled at it greedily. Grandfather must have finished his hunt early, Sarah realized. She had hoped to avoid Grandfather today but nature called. There was no choice, either the woods or the house. Sarah did an about turn and went for the

The three girls are on their way to the party when out of nowhere Talia slams on the brakes. " Why did you do that," asked Allie. " Didn't you see that," questioned Talia in a terrified voice. " Uh, no," responded Allie. " What did you see," asked Kaylee. " I don't know, but what I do know is that it was tall and looked like a dark figure, it had a black mist surrounding it," replied Talia as she started the car again. Every one was silent until they got to the party. When they get inside they see a bunch of decorations, and surprisingly everyone they knew was there also. Talia still didn't trust the fact that it was on a forbidden road.

It might be falling apart, but it is home. That stuck-up woman wants it demolished. Let it piss her off who cares if she screams so loud, she knocks Putney Mountain clean over into Kentucky,” he laughed slapping the side of his legs with his hands. Perking up his ears, Claude listened. “I didn’t mention it, but the other day,” Mr. Cassidy said, “I had a close call, I started to cross the busy street and saw a car coming towards me. Thinking I had plenty of time to get to the other side, I pushed the cart off the curb and started across. Speeding up in her shiny BMW she zipped by me like a bullet? The wind knocked my cart over in the street. Within a few minutes, she returned and stopped for a moment to watch me pick up my cans and bottles. Someday, she’ll get what’s coming to her,” he said shaking his

Caylee got to her room and slammed her back to her bed. She covered herself with the comforter. Her face had been bright red as tears streamed down her face. She tried to think of what could cheer her up. Erin, Caylee’s best friend had always made her happy. Caylee grabbed her phone and to avoid anyone hearing her cry, she had texted

One day, Greta asks June to meet her in the woods near her school after her high school theater performance. On the same day, June’s mother discovers the additions on the painting and grounds June. June goes to see Greta’s show, but as Greta ascends the stage, June realizes that Greta is drunk. Because she’s grounded, June is unable to meet Greta in the woods. Instead, she calls Toby and asks him to bring Greta home. It’s very cold in the woods, and both Toby and Greta become very sick.

Gwen walked outside only to get a face full of the cool, cold breeze gliding across her face. She had on a lightweight, zipped up maroon jacket that still kept her warm despite its thickness. She also was wearing a dark gray - almost black - beanie her dad had got her the Christmas before he joined the army to go fight in Afghanistan. She’d had it since she was 14. Her somewhat medium-length bright, blonde hair went down just a little past the hood of her jacket. Being 17, Gwen hopped into her bright white 2014 Volkswagen Jetta - not the most spacious car in the world, but it got her where she needed to go. She set off to go pick up her best friend, Lauren, to set off on another adventure. The city of Cleveland was pretty busy this morning, yet it was nothing compared to New York City or Tokyo.

When they reached the door they both hesitated. Should I bring everything up to Kelsey? I hope they don’t expect us to drink. Finally, Kelsey reached ahead, and into the house they went. They walked into one big room that held two cold leather couches, a small table, and the biggest TV they have ever seen. James was sitting alone on the larger of the two couches. He glanced up at the girls.

The sweet aroma of a freshly baked cake circulates through every room of the small house as the cake sits on the stove top to cool. Colorful balloons are decoratively and strategically placed all over the living room and the kitchen as Kaitlyn prepares for her best friend, Sarah’s, birthday celebration. Strolling through each room, Kaitlyn scans the product of her tireless preparation. Filled with a sense of satisfaction and approval of her work, Kaitlyn sits down on the comfortable black couch listening to the crackle of the fireplace beside her, relaxing for a few minutes before a swarm of guests begin to arrive. However, just as Kaitlyn sinks into the cushions, an anxious knock at the front door interrupts her peace. Making her way to the front door, Kaitlyn

One day, there was a girl named Skylar who was thirteen years old. She and her friend Leah went to a café just around the corner from Skylar’s house.

"Uh, yeah! Sorry, for just showing up unannounced like this. I thought Jace would've been here..." Bailey stopped herself as she looked at the tiny brunette who lived there. It had been an awful couple of days for Bailey and all she wanted was to escape it. Escape the fact that she had just walked out on the man she had just spent the last three years of her life with. After everything that had happened between them she couldn't handle it anymore. "Oh, no you don't have too..." Bailey started to speak as she watched the young brunette leave the room to go and change. Moments later returning with pillows and blankets for her. Looking down at the beer in her hand Bailey sighed before looking back up at the brunette. "Thanks, I could of gotten them myself. I appreciate it." she spoke as she jumped up on the counter in the kitchen.

Jamelia looked over to her sister loading up her big bag of presents. Jennifer liked to wrap presents over Jamie’s, so her noisy children wouldn’t know what they received. Normally Jamie would love the company, but seeing how it was close to the Christmas, and Jamie was no closer to finding a man. She really didn’t want to hear her mother’s or sister's mouth about it, but it seemed she had no