Descriptive Essay - Original Writing

910 Words Sep 27th, 2016 4 Pages
As I departed my plane into the airport, the bitter aching cold surrounded my body. I could feel the cold winter breeze for the very first time in my life. My breath appeared as a thin and visible layer of smoke right in front of me. I was already prepared though; I put on a winter coat on the plane beforehand. However, it was around the end January, the middle of American winter, and it still felt like I was in a sea of chill even with all the layers of clothing around me. I am used to hot, tropical weather all year long. The Philippines, the place where I grew up, was beyond an ocean, thousands of miles away. I remember the day I moved like it was yesterday. It was difficult to understand why I was moving away to a completely far and foreign land, completely far away from what I considered home.
I was born in a small town called Pateros, in the Luzon island region, of the Philippines. There was always something happening here and it always felt like a tight knit community. Throughout the neighborhoods, any kid could hang out without worry; all of the houses were so close together and everyone knew each other. On the hand, that didn’t mean it was some utopia, but it was somewhat friendly at least. The streets were incredibly narrow and the people selflessly parked their vehicles on side of the road. At the same time, garbage was littered everywhere. Our river turned into a green and brownish tint because of all the trash. Everything just looked dirty. Crime and poverty…

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