Descriptive Writing Essays

The banquet hall was disquietingly huge. An intricately detailed table was covered by an ill-white table cloth and there was a grand ceiling with lights hanging high above the heads of the guests. The new King Macbeth had thousands of slaves chaotically running around; they all had a posture which told stories of hard work and dedication to their cause. Yet I doubt the King knew even half their names. The room itself was overly decorated with expensive gold-plates and paintings that portrayed…

Imagine driving to Florence one day in a small car. All is going well at the time. The sun is shining, and the radio is playing the best music. Looking in the rear view mirror, a truck appears behind the car. Paying it no attention, everything keeps going according to plan. Suddenly, it sounds as if an airplane is passing overhead and is making its final approach. Looking through the sun roof, nothing can be seen except a clear blue sky. Taking a look in the side view mirror, the so called…

The Big Bad Monster The beast was vicious. He came out of the shadows to reveal his hideous face, He had large red eyes and demonic horns on his head . He snout looked like the one of a giant bull . His entire face was covered in thick black scales when he opened his mouth it revealed several rows of large pincer of teeth. His body was bulbous and his horns sticking out randomly from his scaly skin. His devilish eyes pierced through my soul from the crack in my closet door. I would often put…

For this writing assignment, I have attended a basketball match in the Pier Gym in Dean College on 30 January. I watched the first and second period of women basketball match from 1pm to 3pm. There are various audience, such as child, baby, black, white, parents, teenager and college students. Most of the audience are college students and parents. The basketball match is Dean College versus Southern Maine Community College. The color of Dean College is white, grey and red and the color of…

The Dragon Prince In a strange night, I rushed my way through maze of shops, so that I could avoid people attention around me and suddenly a woman seize my arm and pulled me closer to her. “I sell many fruits and at the good price, I could give you a discount since you are one handsome young man” the old woman smiled generously and waved her hand at me from a stand of red apple. The truth is, my stomach is like want to ask the red apple from the old woman, if only I had more money, I can buy…

Terrain- You may be wondering, what does the outside area of Cuyamaca look like? Well it's almost a taste of everything. You will cast your eyes upon a vast area of hills and mountains the size of a skyscraper. In other places you will find remarkable wet lands that are packed with eye-catching plants that will throw you off your feet. In addition to that, you may catch a glimpse of the the green yet wavy grass fields. Lastly, you have the noteworthy forests which are loaded with beautiful…

I’m bathed in neon, green spilling through the leaves above my head. The color comes not from lights or signs but from sunlight pouring its hot rays down upon the Canadian forest. I’m sweating, beads of liquid streaking down my dirty face. Every other second I hear the buzz of incoming mosquitos like tiny fighter jets preparing for an airstrike, thrumming. The trail beneath my damp sneakers is compact despite the previous days’ rains. My watch beeps, and I fish it out of my breast pocket…

The monotonous sound of the saw echoes through the crisp morning air. The sweet scent of soil, combined with sawdust, overwhelms me. I breathe out, igniting the sawdust into dance. The macrocarpa sleeper lays up on its side, now missing a limb. A blur of brown and green clouds my field of vision only halted by the freshly cut sleeper. The sound of the drill now has taken over from the saw, wounding the sleeper further. I look up into the grey, misty clouds for a moment, their grey faces furious,…

When you are swimming, it is much harder to remember and do all of these things without getting exhausted, and divisions is where it is really put to the test. With each movement I can feel the water flowing around and through my body, its coldness causing goosebumps to form on my arms and legs. While swimming, I get kicked by other swimmers on accident, and sometimes these kicks leave bright red splotches on my thighs. My skin tightens in the water as it dries up, creating raisin-like…

As massive as the ocean is, seemingly incomparable in power to any other natural force, it dwindled in authority this evening. At the command of a deep, hearty, quaking thunder, a powerful concussion I felt through my legs milliseconds before the deafening roar commanded the attention of every beach goer in attendance that evening. The puffy white, cumulus clouds that formed giant pillows in the clear, sapphire blue skies, seemed to flee to find shelter, moving out hastily to provide space…