Descriptive Essay : The Way To Get Home From School

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

Traveling is one of my family’s favorite things to do. The family has visited numerous places throughout the United States, however, none are as memorable as Atlanta, Georgia. In Atlanta, there are many places to go and sights to see such as: Cola-cola factory, Cabbage Patch Kids Factory, Under Ground Mall, the Zoo, Atlanta Braves Stadium, Six Flags Over Georgia, Stone Mountain Park, and the Atlanta Aquarium, are all in or near the city of Atlanta. The three that we visit on every trip to Atlanta are Six Flags, Stone Mountain, and the Atlanta Aquarium.

I look down and blush then he shuts my door and gets in on his side. We sit there for a minute then Cameron asks what my favorite things at the fair are. I mention how childish this is then tell him my favorite things are the rides and their funnel cakes.

Tizio brought Painted Girl home after a long day of work. There was an odd car in the driveway. Painted Girl got out of Tizio’s truck and waved goodbye to him. She made her way up the walkway, pausing to look at the plain stoop. Beige siding, railing and door, the only color change was from the off-white concrete. She made mental plans for the entrance but wondered about the spiffy new Land Rover in the drive. She sighed. She hoped that Sarah had followed the plans for the house. It was written down in clear English, all she had to do was follow directions. She continued to hesitate worried that the house would be chaotic. She wanted to be home for Christmas. She reached for the door handle but it was jerked out of her hands and she

She walks to the centermost oak tree near Mason Hall, she finally has found the perfect shady spot on an 80-degree day. She passes the boy from her Psychology class and gives him a small smile. She’s taking a journey to a jungle she doesn’t normally observe, a place where many humans and animals inhabit. There isn’t a breeze and the air feels drier than usual. The Diag seems unfriendly today, as she sits down she’s nervous of her surroundings. She plants herself on a somewhat clean patch of grass and pulls out her shiny laptop. She is reading “Werner Herzog’s Conquest of the Useless” for her freshman English class. As she dives her way into the reading she starts to think about where she is, what is going on around her, and the journey that she is on. A bushy red squirrel approaches her, she’s confused why it’s coming so close and quickly gets up to escape its presence. “Why in the world is this squirrel so close to me” she thinks to herself. The girl moves from the tree but as she get up she starts to notice specific details she hasn’t before.

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.

“They’re doing all they can,” Mom whispered back. She stopped when she saw me and managed a smile. “Hi dear. How was school?”

“Alright, just don’t be home too late. You know how your mother gets.” His dad says reassuringly

It is mine. The golden sun that shines and kisses the tops of my shoulders. The wisps of white clouds traveling within a baby blue sky. The gentle breeze that coils itself around my arms providing relief from the warming sun. The sapphire sea and its serene waves rolling gently out to shore onto the finely grained sand. It is all mine.

“Jeff! Mia! Liu!” Yelled Margaret. “Come on! We have to get the rest of the stuff packed up!” She yelled again. “We're coming mom!” Mia yelled back. “Why do we have to move again?” Asked her younger brother by a year. “Because dad got that stupid promotion” Jeff grumpily explained as he lifted up one of the last boxes. “Come on Jeff, it can't be that bad. We are after all moving closer out into the country. Imagine all the cool places we will be able to explore. Cheer up bro.” As she grabbed the last few things and ran down the stairs. She couldn't wait to get out of this stuffy city. Especially since she got bullied quite a bit for being different.

Just got to Alden for school, hopped out of the car with a smile on my face. Warm breeze, screaming kids, and me. The bell rang the loudest that day. It sounded like a train that was right by my ear. Walking into to school was just like normal when all of the sudden “Ally come here,” Jocelyn said.

“That and the fact that Mom and Dad think you're the perfect child and I was a mix-up in the hospital.” she mumbled.

After school they part ways and meet each other the next day at 6:30 AM at Nikki’s place before traveling to Toronto. The sun was not shy that morning and the girls appreciated the sweet smell of autumn. The skies were clear and they even saw flocks of birds in fascinating shapes migrating to warmer places. They ate a delicious breakfast that Anthea recently learned in her classes. As they were about to leave, Nikki remembered something important.

     "Uh, I can't. My mom needs to talk to Alex and I after school." I answer quickly.

I stare at the text for a second before replying, "sure. I'll meet you guys there around 9?"