Essays Tagged: "i can hear"

My best friend Radar. Descriptive essay about my horse.

Descriptive essayMY BEST FRIEND RADAR                 When I woke up i ...MY BEST FRIEND RADAR                 When I woke up in the morning I knew that today is the day formeeting my best friend Radar. Radar looks absolutely gorgeous. H ... is the day formeeting my best friend Radar. Radar looks absolutely gorgeous. Hisblack expresive thoughtful eyes are always slightly sad. Hismoisterous nostrils puff up, that is usually fol ...

(1 pages) 1295 31 4.0 Mar/1997

Subjects: Area & Country Studies Essays

The Burnside Project

I come around the corner, and a smile comes across my face. I love it when thereisn't a crowd. Only ... a smile comes across my face. I love it when thereisn't a crowd. Only two other people braved the chill, and had the will, to get up thisearly. Upon arrival, my view is enhanced. Though I've seen it e ... will, to get up thisearly. Upon arrival, my view is enhanced. Though I've seen it enough to burn an imageinto my subconscious, each visit brings new wonder. I climb onto the lower platform,and quickly ...

(3 pages) 33 0 4.5 Feb/1996

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

Where is Your Special Place gives an indepth description of how one feels while at the beach, or when at home in their own "quiet place."

Where is your special place? To some it's a hard question when it really shouldn't be. Where do you feel r ... l place? To some it's a hard question when it really shouldn't be. Where do you feel real peace of mind? Where do you feel happy and joyous? Where can you go just to sit down and concentrate on though ... you feel happy and joyous? Where can you go just to sit down and concentrate on thoughts of delight instead of worrying about the death and destruction caused by others? Where's your special place? I' ...

(2 pages) 96 0 3.5 Oct/2002

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

Monologue of a dying dog

As I sit here in this dark cellar, I preach my whole life to you. This is the first time I've ever felt ... llar, I preach my whole life to you. This is the first time I've ever felt trapped. But where to begin I ask you. I've always loved to walk. That was my one pure pleasure in life. I could walk for mil ... always loved to walk. That was my one pure pleasure in life. I could walk for miles and miles, and if needed I could run even further. I loved to feel the open around me. I could feel there were no l ...

(2 pages) 46 0 4.3 Nov/2002

Subjects: Literature Research Papers

Daughters failing relationship with her father.

When you are a child, a father's love is one of the most precious gifts. He is someone you look up to, someone you fe ... dear to your heart. Fathers are the ones that take you to the park and push you endlessly on the swing till you cant go any higher. Your father is the one who looks at you as if you're the one great ... ant go any higher. Your father is the one who looks at you as if you're the one great light in his life. He makes you laugh with his fantastic stories until your rolling around on the floor. He reads ...

(3 pages) 103 2 4.8 Aug/2003

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

2 Poems one about knowing your about to die , 2nd one about a unborn baby asking to just have a chance to live.

Two Days till SalvationThey told me I am dieingTwo days left to liveAll my friends are cryingSo much for the l ... They told me I am dieingTwo days left to liveAll my friends are cryingSo much for the life doctors giveTwo days till destructionTwo days till salvationWhich one will it beTwo days till an uncreationSi ... onTwo days till salvationWhich one will it beTwo days till an uncreationSitting on my death bedMemories cloud my mindIn two days will I wake up deadI can hear the angels singing kindTwo days till dest ...

(1 pages) 60 0 3.7 Dec/2003

Subjects: Art Essays

Haven on Earth

As I sit in front of a willow tree I can feel it's branches tickling my back. Underneath me is a carpet ... 's branches tickling my back. Underneath me is a carpet of grass as green as jade. The sky above me is has a few wispy cotton like clouds in it. I view the majestic splendor below me. There are orange ... wispy cotton like clouds in it. I view the majestic splendor below me. There are orange poppies rising from the ground pointing to the lake with water so clear I can see the bottom. The refection of ...

(1 pages) 30 0 3.4 Mar/2004

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing > Descriptive Essays

Sonny's Blues - Reaction essay

Sonny's BluesSonny's blues is a short story written by James Baldwin. James was born in 1924 in Harlem in the neighborhoods of ... mes Baldwin. James was born in 1924 in Harlem in the neighborhoods of New York City. The fact James intermingles his own experience with Harlem into the short story gives this story life. Sonny's brot ... own experience with Harlem into the short story gives this story life. Sonny's brother, whose name is never mentioned, tells the story in first person point-of-view.The narrator begins with the event ...

(2 pages) 81 1 4.2 Apr/2004

Subjects: Literature Research Papers

The pain

Note this is a stream poem, it is supposed to be like this, it is supposed to repeat its point over againAg ... eam poem, it is supposed to be like this, it is supposed to repeat its point over againAgony. The pain. Leave I don't want you. The pain. Screams. The pain. Go away. The pain. Just go away.The pain. I ... The pain. Screams. The pain. Go away. The pain. Just go away.The pain. It's here. It's there. The pain. I can scream. The pain. But it's still there. The pain. I can hear it in my ears. The pain. All ...

(1 pages) 88 7 3.9 Jun/2004

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > World Literature > Authors

This is an essay explaining what i have learned from my jazz course.

What I Have Learned about Jazz from this Course I went into this course with the intention of enha ... t Jazz from this Course I went into this course with the intention of enhancing my jazz experience. I was already a medial listener of jazz, so learning more about it and its origins posed to m ... eady a medial listener of jazz, so learning more about it and its origins posed to me to be interesting. It's more to it than just rhythms and beats, there's a whole culture to it, something that peop ...

(2 pages) 48 0 4.3 Dec/2004

Subjects: Art Essays > Music History & Studies > Performers & Composers

Establishing the mood of fear

As the evening drew cold and dark, I tried to find my way out. I could hear the rustling branches of the trees. ... k, I tried to find my way out. I could hear the rustling branches of the trees. I walked along the windy path it seems as if I was not alone. The only thing visible was the shadows cast form the trees ... eems as if I was not alone. The only thing visible was the shadows cast form the trees under the luminous full moon's light. Squinting my eyes in an attempt to find my way along the path, I stumble an ...

(1 pages) 22 0 5.0 Jan/2005

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

No Mans Land--This is a great descriptive essay on traveling to Germany (Berlin)

No Man's LandI tiptoe through the night, scared for even my sweat to make the slightest noise as it drips off my ... , scared for even my sweat to make the slightest noise as it drips off my face and onto the ground. I am not thinking of anything at the moment but my survival and how my life will be once I am free o ... ng of anything at the moment but my survival and how my life will be once I am free of the Soviet grip around my wrists. My heart feels like it is breaking through my ribs and protruding out of my che ...

(4 pages) 32 0 4.3 Apr/2005

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

Macbeth Play, Creative writing material. From Macbeth's perspective - penned on the last evening of his life.

I can hear them coming, the soldiers marching in rhythm. The sounds of hundreds of pieces of metal a ... s marching in rhythm. The sounds of hundreds of pieces of metal armor clashing together. Soon they will be upon me. Soon I will die.These past days, I have been having second thoughts about the fate w ... Soon I will die.These past days, I have been having second thoughts about the fate which the three witch sisters have bestowed upon me. It was just hours ago one of the prophecies was overturned. The ...

(4 pages) 18 0 5.0 May/2005

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > European Literature > Authors > Shakespeare > Macbeth

"Echoless Creis" a description of a shopkeeper.

The clunking sounds bring me out of my reverie while I sit and wait for the traffic signal to open. It is Sat ... out of my reverie while I sit and wait for the traffic signal to open. It is Saturday afternoon and I wait through the busy Mall road traffic which is ever-increasing. As my eyes skim through the side ... gh the busy Mall road traffic which is ever-increasing. As my eyes skim through the side street looking for the source of this noise, I find an aged man in shabby clothes standing in one corner of the ...

(1 pages) 2088 0 0.0 Feb/2006

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing > Descriptive Essays

For my psychology class on what it would be like to be blind and deaf

I am reaching. I am extend myself as far as I can so that I can grab the next ledge that will lead m ... lf as far as I can so that I can grab the next ledge that will lead my towards the bathroom. Everything is dark. Bang My hip slams into the door of the bathroom. The bruise is forming before I take e ... forming before I take enough baby steps to place my fully through the threshold of the door. Stumbling as I cling to the sink, my first reaction is to look up into the mirror. Depression swallows my ...

(2 pages) 30 0 5.0 Apr/2006

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing > Descriptive Essays

My fishing adventures.

It is early in the morning. 6:30 a.m. to be exact. As I silently wait for the school of redfish to s ... morning. 6:30 a.m. to be exact. As I silently wait for the school of redfish to swim a bit closer, I can hear them wallowing at the top of the water. Finally, I see one within casting range. I flip t ... wallowing at the top of the water. Finally, I see one within casting range. I flip the bail on my Shimano spinning reel, and throw my lure with the precision of a sharpshooter. I watch my Mirro-Lure s ...

(1 pages) 19 1 3.0 Sep/2006

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

The Lights 5 Years From Now

The lights are bright and I can barely see anyone above the first ten rows of seats, but I can hear them. ... see anyone above the first ten rows of seats, but I can hear them. I know that 30,000 fans are watching me as I take this free throw. I could win or lose the game. And this game is not just any game, ... d win or lose the game. And this game is not just any game, but it is the game, the NCAA Women's National Basketball Championship. This is also my last game for the University of Connecticut, my last ...

(2 pages) 304 0 0.0 Mar/2007

Subjects: Literature Research Papers > Creative Writing

Dying Love

DYING LOVE Cold, dark, scared alone. Tired of hiding, of running of living in fear. I hear screams of ... scared alone. Tired of hiding, of running of living in fear. I hear screams of pain cries for help, I'm helpless. People are dying and I can hear there screams as they are taken form this world, it's ... s. People are dying and I can hear there screams as they are taken form this world, it's awful. Peering through a small crack in the roof were I am hiding. I see a violent man with long black scruffy ...

(3 pages) 284 0 0.0 Apr/2001

Subjects: Literature Research Papers

Cigarette Smoking

I gasp as I walk in. I can taste the smoke as I feel it filling my lungs. Then comes the coughing, a ... taste the smoke as I feel it filling my lungs. Then comes the coughing, and coughing, and more coughing. "Yes?" my mom asks as she inhales from the repulsive cigarette, curious as to why I had come in ... he inhales from the repulsive cigarette, curious as to why I had come into the room. She exhales again. I hold my breath and roll my eyes as I turn around and walk out without saying a thing. I can he ...

(9 pages) 35 0 2.3 Jul/2001

Subjects: Humanities Essays > Health & Medicine