Descriptive Essay

Pablo By: Rok Outside of the water there were kids playing on the beach while their maid drones supervised them. Oops! I forgot to introduce myself! I’m Pablo, Pablo Ferisa. You may not be able to tell this but I am a sea monster. But I’m not scary! I’m really nice! I just want to be the humans’ friends, but their maid drones just protect their children. I was swimming near the beach in the Florida Keys. I slowly surfaced. I swam by a piece of trash. These maid drones discard their…

Frozen. The only thought on my mind, repeating over and over my way through the icy forest. The definition of the word, be turned into ice or another solid as a result of extreme cold, has no real meaning until you are stuck in a wintery forest miles away from civilization. I could feel the word frozen every time a slight, sharp breeze sliced its way through my padded mountain climber suit. The slightest presence of air left my blood and body as rigid as the iron sword of a opulent, medieval…

My papw has had Alzheimer’s longer than I can remember. When I was younger, I spent much of my time at my mamaw and papaw’s house. I remember the front door’s white paint being so old and cracked it resembled the bark of a river birch tree, and stepping into the house you could smell the thick aroma of whatever my papaw was cooking that day. One day in particular I was looming over my papaw’s shoulder as he began to cook a breakfast of fried eggs for my mamaw. He positioned himself to where I…

I tumbled out of bed with a sense of excitement mixed with traces of anxiety. Today was the day where my team would travel to Austin, to compete for a spot in the state basketball championship. Since October, my teammates and I had worked especially hard during the season to get to where we were, and we weren’t about to stop. That morning I woke feeling the day would be invigorating yet stressful, but I would never have expected what was to really happen that fateful day. I grabbed my…

Me. Colorado. Mountains. Skiing. 12,510 feet. Nothing brings more enthusiasm than knowing you’re about to be carried over two miles in elevation by a rickety bench hanging from a cable, only to slide all the way down on a couple narrow strips of plastic. The entire experience of skiing creates an exhilarating sense of adrenaline beginning with the chair lift, standing at the top, and the trip down. At the base of the hill, I look up at the immensity before me. With my skis clicked in, my…

For the first time in almost two weeks, my eyes slowly opened to a ceiling that wasn't white tile. My body felt heavy with sleep and my brain still filled with fragments of my dream from the night before. I rolled over to tuck my solid black comforter farther between my bare legs and pushed my body deeper into the mattress, one that wasn't foreign, stained, and filled with metal springs, but rather my own familiar one, which was newer and packed with foam and feathers on the inside. My only…

The Battle At The Bay It was early one morning,when my football team and I had a football game against the Anchor Bay Tars. There was not much people at the field.The football fields sat darkened. And the sun was just over the horizon so the sky looked super beautiful. Somewhere behind the woods a dog barked short and quiet like it was singing. I could hear it through my helmet as I started to warm up. Another dog answered now it was like they were talking.They kept barking back and forth…

It is safe to say I have been holding up quite well until recently. It has been 2 months today since I have left and still the atrocities I have seen in this time are unbearable. The constant warfare is exhausting and everyday I fear I will lose my life. Right now i am under a small cover in a trench. It is hard to write with the constant barrages of shells hitting the ground. I can almost tell by the sound how far the impact is. Everyday I am out here I grow more and more fatigue with limited…

A thick layer of sweat cascades from Seamus’ distressed face, as he struggles with Rey over his shoulder. Bumping into people and obstacles alike, Seamus moves with surprising haste considering the encumbrance. Caleb in tow, the three of them hurtle down Bagger's Alley. Stopping at a low khaki tent, Seamus ducks through bright door beads, Rey still on his shoulder. “Meridia git’ your stuff out, Seamus is back in town!” Seamus gasps for air. The weathered face of an old woman quickly darts out…

I awoke to a blaring sound coming from downstairs, my parents left me alone for the night; I knew that they were not here. I hesitantly got out of bed and reached for my firearm and flashlight. As soon as I had them in my hands a sense of security had overcome me, until I headed out of my bedroom door. As I reached for the door knob, my heart began to race, my throat became dry, my palms were sweaty and my knees were weak, arms heavy. The door opened, a cold breeze hit my body and chills…