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Observing a Scene Essay

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My Dorm
A common place amongst this university to some would be the housing dormitories. As some may consider me as a loner, I consider myself someone who is keen of privacy. My dorm is a place where I can gather my thoughts, my emotions and grasp reality. Being new to Massachusetts, I could describe any place I gaze upon; all being a new sight. It is too bland of an experience to describe a park, a beach, or a garden, because everyone has painted their own unique pictures of these familiar experiences. So I chose the campus dormitories, well my dorm. The sights, sounds, feelings and smells that occur are just as remarkable as sitting in a park observing the life around me. Looking through my fifth floor window I can easily see two …show more content…

To those it is a burden to shovel up a pathway through the freshly fallen snow.
Although through my inexperienced eyes, it is beautiful and quite peaceful in a way that stops time for a slight moment. I take a deep breath and the cold air just fills my body with a different life. There are these projects right behind my dorm and at all hours of the day I can hear laughter that the wind carried five stories up into my window penetrating my ears with the sound of innocence. Along with the bouncing of basketballs while they play on the court. There is this disgusting dump truck, which attracts all types of wildlife, right before the sun goes down you can hear the squawking of seagulls. Within the building, I can hear the diversity spread among the hundreds of students occupying Bowditch Hall. As they blast their music, their television, and argue on their phones. We have a large number of heavy walkers who seem to be stampeding right above my room like they are a herd of elephants, just before you drift to sleep.
The many days during the early afternoons, the aroma of burnt popcorn coats this building like dust. You wake up to the crisp, cold air weighing down on your chest. To start what feels like, a never-ending day is a struggle. Gaining the motivation to take the first steps onto the lifeless, cold tile, makes you want to curl back up into bed and close your eyes, until you feel the vibration and loud bells ringing from your alarm clock. Taking those first

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