Jamestown Descriptive Writing

Horrible Hometown Highway Music was blaring, windows were rolled down. The cool seven am morning breeze hit my face and tousled my hair. The words of the song I was listening to flowed through my body and moved me. I was screaming every word because that was “my favorite song.” The sound of the gravel crunching underneath the tires as the road drug on and on for what felt like hours. Darkness surrounds my sight, my body goes limp. My life flashes before my eyes as I see bright lights appear before me. In that moment, I realized my whole life would change from that point on. I was leaving my friend, Casey’s house at seven in the morning. Working the night before, I didn’t get off till one am. I was getting some study time in, doing some homework, and getting some project ideas in before heading to my house. Working full-time and attending school full-time was not the brightest idea this college kid had in mind. I was talking to Casey about how my life felt as though it was like a car on empty running on fumes. My boots scuffled across his bedroom floor as my eyes gazed down at the wood and counts the rings trying to figure out how long that tree had been alive, and if it knew it was going to be made into flooring. Realizing I hadn’t had sleep in forty eight hours, I checked my phone the screen lit up ‘6:50 AM’ My eyes widened, “crap, I have …show more content…
My mind drew a blank as to how this happened, I felt something cold on my face, realizing I was crying my body released all the stress I had pent up. Reaching for the door, my body pushed as hard as imagined but did not succeed. I crawled out of the passenger side of my car and I was disoriented for a minute but realized what was going on. I slowly walked toward the driver's side of my car, my mirror was ripped off and halfway down the highway. The fender of my car was bent into my wheel, the tire was off the rim and the rim itself was bent and torn