Emory's Descriptive Essay: Questions And Answers

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.

This is the big game of the season, it’s football time and this game is to see who plays North Scott in the finals. It’s a game of rivals with the DeWitt Sabers and the Maquoketa Cardinals. These two teams hate each other and who ever wins this game will have huge bragging right. It’s a Friday at Birney Field here in DeWitt, the Cardinals get to pick the side of the coin for the coin flip.

In a moment of careless contemplation the slight upwards turn of usually straight lips captured his attention and he took a closer look at an expression that appeared so foreign on his features. It lasted but a few seconds before melting into an unsatisfied frown, before finally returning once more to the painstakingly schooled countenance that had unconsciously become his default. Instantly the train of thought was corralled into a corner of his mind to be dealt with at a later time or, more likely, never if he could help it. I do not have the time to linger about wondering on such foolish things. Without another glance at his appearance Emory deemed himself an acceptable sight and stepped away from the glass that had easily begun to raise his hackles at far too earlier of an hour. Traversing on a path that he had practically committed to memory it took only a second before his gaze fell upon the holo-tablet that frequently contained his work as well as the scattered pages of a notebook littered with detailed scribbles. While an old fashioned method for the current times he simply hadn’t been able to completely adhere to technology based deduction and began gathering the pieces capable of depicting his train of thought in an order that had no logical following, but appeared in a pattern he clearly placed them

It was a seemingly beautiful day as I drove on a joy ride in my bright blue sports car, with the wind in my hair. This is an everyday activity for me. My friends would mock me saying, “You spend more money on gas than you make working.” I laughed to myself at the thought of jokes amongst my friends. That happiness was soon halted. As I continued driving, I saw a car coming rapidly around the curve. The car did not show any signs of slowing down as it headed towards the intersection. The light turned yellow and then quickly red. Another object caught my eye that made me fear what was going to happen next. A young couple started crossing the street wearing fancy attire. The first thought that came to mind was, ‘they are

The icy air whistles throughout the town, causing the windows to rattle and the shutters to bang loudly. The town is dark and silent for the sun has yet to rise, but it's a lovely sight with the white snow laying untouched. The houses become works of art, with their beautiful undisturbed snowy roofs. Snug inside a small inn many a pale beauty gazes out over the freshly fallen snow with her unusual purple eyes never leaving the light of the roaring fire from the town-square. Shadows of the flames dance against the freshly fallen snow, and a soul figure tends to the fire. For a second she stands there watching the fire before turning around to face her small bedroom where she glides across the room towards the small narrow wooden door. Pausing with her pale hand hovering just a few inches from the knob, she glances over her shoulder at the frosty snow covered window before giving the knob a slight turn. Slipping into the dark drafty hallway, the pale beauty tugs her white hood up over her snow white hair before stepping onto the creaky spiral wooden staircase. Below she could hear the faint whispers of the innkeeper on how winter has come, but she pays it no mind as she descends the staircase to the room below. The room below is warm just like her small room above, and the warm glow from the fireplace is the only source of light in the room. Slipping into an empty chair, she flagged down the innkeeper with her pale hand, and ordered herself a bit of food.

“Why does college have to be so hard, I literally put all my time and effort on my assignment for English but Mrs. Darling gave me a fifty percent! Can you believe a fifty percent” said Marlin.

I lift myself up and as soon as my feet touch the floor my body gets the chills of a cold hard wood floor. I man up and walk over to my little “office desk” and turn of the alarm, there was only the silence of nature's music. I took a moment to listen to the music and sighed to myself, a content sigh. I look back at the clock and it now says 5:35 AM time to get ready. I walk over to my closet door and put on the outfit from the boutique I’ve officially named the outfit Courtney. I opened the door and made my way over to the hallway bathroom next to my room and curled my wavy hair while looking at myself in the mirror. I have red wavy hair and dark green eyes I also have a few freckles on my nose and cheeks. My face is kind of diamond shaped and my features are pretty decent. Not to sound conceited but I always have though I was pretty, not supermodel pretty but average pretty. Otherwise I try to be humble with everything that I do so I don't give off the wrong expression. Anyways back to getting ready I think to myself, I continue to curl my hair for a few more seconds, as soon as I finish I comb through my hair with a brush and then bam instant “insta-glam hair!” Pleased with my look I walk out and turn off the bathroom light before leaving the bathroom. As I walk past my room down the hallway I notice that I’m the only one up Courtney must still be asleep. I wouldn’t blame her it was a long day yesterday of shopping and searching for clothes. As I walk down the stairs into

Boom! Crash! I see thunder swiftly strike through the shadows and illuminate all of main street. I can hear the shrieks of the wind, and see the relentless rain barraging the thin four pane window next to my booth in Beth and Jerry's. This place is ironically not owned by anyone called Beth or Jerry but instead owned by a tall slender man with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. This man, who is commonly referred to as Ddaniel, appears to be wearing a black shirt, black jeans and a white apron over top. Zzzzt! Poof! The room falls into darkness and an outcry of voices attacks me from every location. I see Ddaniel rushing into the back like a lion chasing it’s prey. He comes back and says, ”We have plenty of candles, no need to panic everyone.” The screams of terror and the outcries of unhappiness cease. The candles reminded me of a baby getting its favourite toy or even a beacon of hope that the power will come back on. A strange man and Ddaniel are handing out the candles. The strange man approaches me, He’s wearing a black jumper, a V-neck undershirt with sunglasses hanging off the bottom of the V and some black ripped jeans. He has an olive complexion, slicked back black hair and brown eyes. He says in a deep, smooth voice “My name is Jeff” is was like a hot 1000 degree knife slicing through butter. Jeff Proceeds to place candles on my oak wood table and continuing conversation. “Just incase you didn’t realise, one of the powerlines on 6th street went down which is why there

I took a long look around at the school hallway as I waited at my locker for my friends to show up. It was cluttered with excitable teenagers who were all ready to get the Friday over with and start their presumably busy weekends. At the risk of looking like I was being nosy by observing my peers, I began shuffling through the very minimal items that the metal, navy blue container held as if I was looking for something that I needed. Thankfully only about ten seconds had gone by before my pointless rummaging was cut off once I heard the sound of my name being called a few feet away down the hallway.

My hands start to shake as I step into the ice arena. I can’t tell if I’m nervous or just freezing. The ceiling is decorated with annoying pink and yellow streamers. Seems to be right up Susan’s alley. Susan was a friend I wasn’t used to having. She was one of the most popular girls in school and liked by other peers. Today, however, her persona was more timid and worrisome than usual. I turn my gaze towards her hands fidgeting on her shirt and look up to see her eyes with regret. Skating over to lighten her mood, her mouth forms the words “I’m so sorry”. What did she do? Especially to me? It was her birthday and I definitely did not want to spoil that. Susan grips my arm and pulls me over to the frosty hand rail. With big puffs of breath, she mutters “Please don’t get mad at me, but Aila was invited to the party”. I could feel my breathing getting short and my cheeks rosy and hot. No matter what Susan said or did, nothing could make up for inviting someone who has it out for me.

I opened my eyes and slowly woke up. I breathed in the moist, salty air. I sat up and looked around my room. I looked at the plastic skull with carvings on it I had bought the night before. It looked so cool, but not as cool as when I bought it. As I climbed out of bed, I heard the door open in the main room. I listened through my door, as my Mom, and some other man talked about room service. Guess it was time to eat. I opened my door to a fantastic view. We were in Mexico, Ixtapa for spring break, and the whole living room was open to the elements. It was a wonderful view through the resort onto the beach. There was a small infinity pool that stretched over the balcony. It was beautiful. I walked over and sat down at the glass table. There was cinnamon bread, milk, and other sweet foods and drinks. As I ate, I thought about what was to come. I was excited for today.

Everyone usually needs a place to destress and relax from their hectic lives, somewhere to loosen up. When I need to unwind, I head to Colorado. Although I truly love every part of the state, Durango is one of my most favorite places to visit. This calm town found in the southwestern part of the state close to the New Mexico border.

There he was, walking into my fourth period class with a smirk on his face, and an outfit that screamed that he was cowboy. I, for one was not the type of girl to fall head over heels for a guy, but something about him stood out from the rest of the male population of the school. He seemed like the respectable type one could take home to their parents without them disapproving. His looks took hold of me and held me as if the image of his visage could never be erased from my mind. Never have I seen a more perfect person in my entire existence.

I held her frail body, caressing her to my chest as she nuzzled her head into the crook of my arm. It only took one look into her glistening eyes and I instantly fell in love. She was shockingly beautiful, with glossy dark brown fur, beige streaks, and chocolate-swirl puppy eyes that would melt your heart. I decided to name her Bella, after my favorite Italian cuisine restaurant downtown. I carried her into the car, to bring her to her new home. Bella shivered as the brisk breeze brushed past her coat. My stepfather was waiting for us by the front door, and as I came to the steps carrying her, he gave a weak smile. Out of all 5 family members, he was the only one who wasn’t too fond of getting a dog.

The time is 7:30 pm on a Friday night, We make a turn into a shopping center parking lot. I turn towards to the right window and see the reflection of a bright blue and yellow light. When exiting the car I look up to the illuminated sign not knowing what it says the only thing I can distinguish from it is that it resembled a movie ticket stub. I had never been to this place, but yet I was overcome with excitement Once we walked through the front doors I was amazed to see that this place was filled with what I remember in my earliest memories, Films. As we walked through this place that seemed to go for miles I looked around trying to restrain my excitement as I was shocked to see many movies I had never even heard of. I instantly knew that I wanted to watch them all.