Descriptive Essays, Research Papers & Term Papers (525) essays
Descriptive Essays essays:
SCARED!
... mansions you see in horror movies. When I reached the front door, I could hear noises from the back of the house, but I thought it was just the wind. The front door was huge, with an old creepy knocker. I slowly opened the door and as I took my first step I ...
Time: My Exploits When Time Stops.
... of paper in mid-air flight to nowhere, still. Bodies and minds frozen in time. Mine, on a wandering pillage of confusion. Sound turns to utter tranquility. Wind melts. Heat mutates to cold. Light stops, rays like spears, striking everything and everyone. The pitter-patter of fallen hearts ...
For my psychology class on what it would be like to be blind and deaf
... I test for the perfect temperature. Too hot. Too cold. I can't find the lukewarm feeling that I'd like. My roommate, Jess, is at the end of the hall way listening to music on her laptop, and from what I can hear no one's in ...
Creative writing "Tension of the Eye", descriptive essay
... of my future. As we walked up the wooden steps toward the semi - big wooden house on the edge of the hill, my heart beat at a pace of an ant on a hot plate. I took a deep breath in the effort of allowing myself to maintain a slight of calm ...
Summer Memories
... of the United States the air conditioner took its last breath and died. The next day I truly believe God's one and only intention was to succeed in cooking us for supper as the outside temperature was 32ºc. My Dad has a sick sense of ...
A story based on the verses of a poem.
... of plastic chairs stood in ranks while young people occupied them. On the sides of the militarised assembly stood teachers, like officers, watching me, not with the same compassionate eyes of those I knew years ago. On the left of me stood walls of windows. Cold light ...
Descriptions of sitting outside on a bench and what is seen
... can get. No stars in the sky, and glares off of cars from the lights reminded me of a horror movie. It made me continuously check my phone to know that if I was in trouble I could call someone. I am afraid of the dark, so this place ...
Survival: Based on the Random Passage by Bernice Morgan
... sense of ... times. They had to find food and build shelters. They melted snow in the winter when the pond was frozen, and hunted seals on the ice pans off of ...
When Rage Turns Red
... of no were I heard my grandma's voice and she came to my rescue as always. 2008, I'm eighteen years old and now in my own horror story I feel my fathers wrath come over me devouring me whole. I can ...
How to Successfully Vault a Cupcake
... I confessed, "Ok I know how this looks but I can explain…" I never finished the sentence due to the screaming that proceeded. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?" Well, that day I never explained it so in this essay I ...