As I approach the island on which my dream house awaits, I catch a quick
glimpse of it. It is huge, and is the most noticeable building in the area. My private
plane lands on the air strip next to the house. I get out of the plane and start my journey
through a heavily wooded path leading to my dream house. I walk with anxiety toward
the house at which I will spend the rest of my life. All around me lie the most beautiful
trees and plants you have ever seen. It is peaceful but you can hear the sounds of birds
chirping and small forest creatures frolicking in the under brush. As I continue to walk
along the path the end starts to appear. I now see my house for the first time up close.
Nothing could have prepared me for the moment I was about to experience.
ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ ÃÂÃ My house that I designed is all I imagined and more. It is a four story dream on a
huge fifteen acre lot. As I approach the stairs at the entrance to the house I am
surrounded by four columns leading to the most elegant doors I have ever seen. They are
made of mahogany and have a stained glass window in the center. The handles and the
frame is made of brass. As I continue around the house I come across three windows
overlooking the entrance to the house. There are black shutters on each window. As the
porch continues to the south side of the house I am now looking over the Pacific Ocean.
A huge eight foot picture is facing the same way I am. As I look down and observe the
ocean I see two piers jutting out into the Pacific. On either side of...
My House
This is a very descriptive essay and it clearly describes your dream house, but it lacks passion. You want to make the readers feel as though this is the house they want but they can't have.
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