Descriptive Writing - Original Writing Essay
As I packed the last of my clothes, my mind wandered to the last time I visited the lake. The water was as smooth as glass and you could hear the low buzz of the bees collecting nectar in the garden. I had a smile on my face when I heard my mother’s voice, “Are you ready!!” she roared once more. “I’ll be down in a minute, Mom!” I replied.
As I carried my bags down the stairs, my mother was waiting for me at the bottom with her hand on the banister. Her stance when she was impatient. “They’ll be here any minute. Are you sure you’ll be ok?” she said. I gave my mother a look of disgust, having to repeat myself once more. “Yes”, I said through clenched teeth, “I will be fine.” As I was heading out the door to wait for my ride, I thought better of the look I had given my mother and turned back around. Dropping my bags, I hugged her and said, “Really, I’ll be ok.” She hugged me close, closer than she ever had. She told me she loved me as I headed out.
As the car drove away from the house, I remembered there were no phones…