Of course, using figures of speech like metaphor, onomatopoeia and personification helped me a great deal.
Of course, using figures of speech like metaphor, onomatopoeia and personification helped me a great deal.
When my mom had parked between the 2 faded, yellow parking lines, I had taken my time to take a deep breath in and out before I got out because, I know the minute I walk out of that car, the game was on! So before I got out of that clustered, squishy car I took in a deep breath and out, and went out of the car rushing before anyone will notice I stayed behind for a bit. When we had opened the door you could feel the difference of the unpleasant, frost, cold weaken away as the clammy moisture hits your face as soon as you step foot in the building. It felt like when you were a child in the swimming pool jumping in the hot tub and running to the cold water. I finally had a chance to take a long blink remembering where I am and what for.…
The sun shined through the window, disrupting me from my long slumber. After half an hour, I finally decided to get up from my bed to continue on my daily routine. I ate breakfast, took a shower, and put on my clothes. I decided to wear my new black and red robe since today is the last month of the year. The cold, thin air sent shivers down my spine by the time I got outside.…
Faith is the belief in something greater than us one can put full trust, confidence, and reliance on when difficult times arise. I was raised to be involved with church activities to maintain my spiritual life; additionally my faith grew dramatically when my cousin deceased and gave me an overview of what I wanted to pursue my career as. When I was a child, my parents encouraged me to always be as loving and caring as I could be, not for personal gain, but to be benevolent to the people around me. I was raised with two loving parents, Mario and Rebeca, along with a younger brother, Mario and older sister, Ana.…
The faint memory of my dad asking me if I had completed my homework hit me, disturbing my day dream as I blankly stared at the foggy car window. It was a very capturing scene as the stars swimmed within the sky. The darkness of the sky as it surrounds the moon is oddly captivating, leading me to forget any misery I’ve ever encountered. It was finally 9 pm and my feet were aching when we finally decided to return from the Ohio State Fair. The drive wasn’t pleasant at all, having to be trapped in an small space for hours while we drove from Cleveland to Columbus.…
I work for my dad on our family ranch in Jones Creek, Texas. The work is hard, backbreaking, and tiring. Everyday when I get home I eat the meal that my momma makes for us: there is no arguing whether or not that is what you are having for supper. Every night I get in bed completely wore out from a hard days work, then I wake up to do it all again in the morning. This job is not for everyone, however it is for me.…
Have you ever been 12? Probably, but everyone is different when they're 12. When I was a small 12 year old, there wasn't much to me. I was misplaced, sad, scared, and stupid. And when I say stupid, I do mean stupid.…
The weather was pleasant and warm, not excessively hot to the point where it would be uncomfortable sleeping. The birds tweeting almost as if they were singing outside and the children’s laughter made the day perfect. It all sounded so perfect and oh so soothing. Just as I was home laying on the ground about to nap, I heard a call from the others. There was an enormous commotion commencing right outdoors and my slumber was disrupted by everyone’s running and uproar outside.…
Last night my dog bit me! My dad about shot him in the head with a shotgun, but I told him not to because that Bruiser, my dog, is too stupid to know what he did. He still wanted to shoot him in the face so I stood in front of Bruiser and told my dad to lower his weapon. I knew he would because I’m his baby girl and I can get anything I want, but I don’t do that because then I would be a spoiled brat and no one wants that.…
I come from a family of seven with me being the fourth out of five kids. I was always the shy kid in school, so I did not stand out in my classes as much as the other kids. The only thing that set me apart from my classmates and siblings was my grades. Getting straight A’s practically my entire life had made me the go-to person for homework help. Throughout middle school and high school, my younger sister would always get sick with migraines.…
As a parent it was very hard to hear my child had a learning disability. The first thought that crossed my mind was how will he cope with this, how will I help him to cope, will he have the right support sysytem to overcome the obstacles set in fron of him. I had so many questions and not enough answers. I needed support myself so I could get my son the resources he needed because clearly his school was unaquipt to help me deal with everything my son needed.…
I sat there in the hard seat of my desk and waited patiently. The scent of Lysol was overwhelmingly powerful in the room, but I knew by the third week it would be overpowered by the smell of musty children and chalk dust. I could not wait for my new teacher to saunter up to me, eyes full of admiration, and give me my paper. I had worked hard on it for nearly two months during the summer prior to this new school year. Looking around the room at my new classmates, it was easy to tell who had done the summer assignments, especially with their conspicuous faces.…
There is nothing greater than helping your grandparents on their large ranch in the middle of Kansas. That was what I was thinking as I hopped on my grandmother Patrice’s horse named Watermelon. My mother told me, my grandparents owned a gigantic ranch, so I instantly wanted to come out and help them and learn how to care for cattle. They had a bunch of cattle on their farm that they have to care for everyday. My mother decided to have me assist them with caring for their animals.…
It was the day of my 8th birthday, February 19th, 1992. I woke up at an unpleasant time of 6:39 AM. A man's figure was dashing out the door; I presume it was my dad rushing out the door to go to work. Last night he said to me, “Euripides, do you know why I go out into the cruel world and protect complete strangers?” I shook my head...…
And this is the room where it happened. It all started 7 years ago on a gloomy summer day in Grand Rapids, MI. At the time, I was 11 years old and quite innocent, seeing I was so young. On June 23, I was walking home from the park while my mom was at work. On my way back on the old, cracked sidewalk, I heard voices from the alley nearby.…
English Writing When you are young you dream of your perfect life. The perfect guy, the perfect best friend, the perfect everything it never happens. When I was in fourth grade I would say, my parents changed how I viewed love. Even if you fight sometimes and get on their bad side it does not mean they do not love you and care for you. It all changed when they decided to separate and get back together.…