Peeps Descriptive Writing

Johnn, lived in the largest tree in the world. He was a purple bird who lived with his brothers. Johnny, as he was known, was different from them. His brothers had green feathers and wings but Johnny was purple. Johnny did not fly but I he tried since he was a little bird. Cruel white eagle scared him every time he tried it until it decided not to fly. Johnny can’t fly, so, he could not attend bird school, and trained as a soldier for the protection of nature.

After they found the wings they knew they needed to get them back to the bird as soon as possible. They hurriedly made a run for it out of the mountain, just in case any Shelobs were leftover. They jumped right back into owl form, then flew out of the small crack in the door.

The rain poured down on Will’s windshield as he sped along the highway. The rain had started lightly in the morning, but now it was a full blown storm. If it continued any longer, he would soon be obliged to pull over. After three more hours of driving he had no choice but to stop at a town called Tilt Cove. The only place to stay was a dimly lit hotel. The lobby had ten lights, but four were burnt out, making it quite creepy. When he checked in their only room left was room 13. The woman at the front desk told him the room was new and only three people had stayed in it before him so he was lucky. When he opened the door, he gazed into the room. The room was minuscule and simple, there was a bed, a washroom, and a bedstead with a blood red vase on it with three roses in it.

As he was flying he kept thinking of places he might be able to go because his house was not an option. Not knowing where to go he thought he might as well go to Runstoff fief and see if the robbery had anything to do with the murder of the king. The sun was still shining when he got there since it wasn't that far away from the castle. As he was approaching, he saw a man running then turn into the woods and jump over a bush. Almost instantly after doing so a bird flew out of the trees which caught his attention. He started descending slowly to enter the forest and see what that man was doing in there.

Knock knock what is that noise .Having not slept much through the night its to early I grumble .there it is again knock knock ."Room Service" ugh I dont order anything I stumble out of bed reaching down and adjust my self as I am still hard from that amazing dream I had a small smile fills my face as I think about it . I open the door and there is Barbara standing there ."wake up sunshine we have a long day " glancing down she says to me "I see someone is awake and ready to go" and lets out a small laugh as I hurridly try to cover myself. being she is smiling I cant help but to grin and laugh a little myself . "come in feell free to order some coffee for us while I shower " Mhmmm ,I walk to the shower and turn on the cold water and shiver a little but knowing she is out there I must get control of myself..

asked for a morsel of bread. The poor widow had only one meal left and she

Heat-moon was traveling with a lack of supplies when he came along route 72. He found his way into blistering Georgia and hoped to discover a spring of fresh water. Unfortunately, his thirst became a thing of the past when his hunger began to escalate. The sunset began catching up with Heat-moon while he traveled to the much anticipated buffet he had learned about on a passing sign. When he arrived at Swamp Guinea’s Fish Lodge Buffet, he placed an order for the special they offered and awaited his flavorful feast. The waitress brought him everything seasoned and southern, and Heat-moon devoured it. After stuffing his stomach Heat-moon paid his bill and attempted to walk off all he’d ate at the University of Georgia’s

One cold stormy night in an alley there was a basset hound. She was just a little puppy. She was all orange and white with a black sport around her eye. She had no tags no collar; she had nothing on her. The pound saw her eating food from a trash can. There was three trash cans and one black cat in the alley and trash all over from the little pup. The pound missed him by a hair. She got away and run off. She found a red barn so she got in the barn and that is where she slept for the night. The next morning the little pup got scared off a weird and unusual sound. The sound sounded like this, “Moooo”. The little pup ran out and saw a bunch of kids and wondered what happened. She went

an experiment to his surprise he floated for a few seconds as if suspended by a invisible chain cast down from the heavens. Flapping them strongly he flew around with his arms pumped out like superman and his shoulder blades touching the black feathers every time they flapped. He saw Ethan pull out his wings and join him in the bright sunlight for a few seconds before crash landing into a tree. Getting back up he flew more steady through the air as Emily waved her fist at Ethan because he had landed on her.

The leaves beneath my feet is the only sound I hear besides the chirping of the birds. The tees are shedding the their coats getting ready for the brisk winter. Colors of orange and yellow floating around me. The wind is whipping me around and around breaks me out of my thought. I hike farther up on the bluff going higher and higher into the sand. Rays of red and pink sunshine enveloping me in a ray of heat. The cold weather is nipping at my cheeks turning them a pinkish color. The farther I hike the colder it gets, my wind breaker is slowly losing its effect of keeping me warm.

Mason felt that he was done for. He didn’t get any gumdrops and more importantly, he wasn’t sure if he would ever see his home again. But then, Mason saw that Larry had not completely shut the back door. He had a chance to escape! Mason busted out the back of the truck and landed on an isolated road somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Mason was as lost as a needle in a haystack. He decided to walk back the way he came from to see if he came across any familiar areas.

I finally wake up to my ear wrenching alarm clock. Gosh I hate that thing, it gets so annoying. I threw my blankets off of me to the foot of my bed with most of it on the floor. I got up and basically dragged my body to the bathroom. I turned on the shower to only find ice cold water, again since my mom keeps taking all the hot water. Once I took an ice cold shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and got out, with my dripping wet brown hair falling right in top of my shoulders. I went into my bedroom to face a 30 minute battle of trying to find what to wear for the day. After many fails I finally settled over a plain white tanktop with a florescent pink cardigan, light blue rolled up jeans and white vans.

The three bitches were with their meathead boyfriends at their table halfway across the room from me, but I could still feel their icy stares. I also had felt like they were up to something, or something was about to happen at least. It wasn’t just from the sneers and dirty looks they were continually giving me. It was just a strange feeling I had. An intuition that something important was about to happen. An omen.

I really don't care for this time of year. It's muddy, rainy, cold, warm, snow, sleet, sunny dry.You name it and we get it. Take yesterday it was sunny and 71 out . Loved it. Now today it's 45 and raining. Hate it. But that is what you get living in S.E. Indiana.

Unprepared for the long winter, the small kitten was freezing. His brown fur was matted and he had ice hanging off of his whiskers. His name was Tyson, but when the people saw him, they called him Rat. He never liked that name, but couldn’t stop them from saying it. Otherwise, everybody else ignored him and treated him like scraps. He was shivering and Tyson knew that if he sat there for long, he would perish, and he didn’t want that to happen!