Descriptive Essay
The music begins and my eyes pop wide open. Time slows down. There is still a blur about the entire room due to the sleep still in my eye. Annoyed, I sit up wondering why I am awake right now. My lips are chapped because of the cool night with the windows open. The feeling of slight nausia due to lack of sleep. I smell the morning due and stretch my hybernating muscles into action. I stand and walk to my closet with my feet scuffing against the brown carpet because they dont know how to receive messages from my brain at the current hour. I throw on my daily routing of clothing, many choices to choose from, I take one of the 5 beige home sweet home tshirts out of the closet. The shirt slowly takes the goosbumps off of my body from the chill of the room. I throw a pair of jean shorts on and put any of the random colors of short socks I have, on to my feet. I grab the brown padded skateboarding shoes and throw on a hat and off I go. I open the front door hearing the squeek of the knob and the chill of the morning. I look to the right and see the relieving mountains blocking the sun with rays of light peeking over the tops. The sun is almost here to take the chill away. The heat is comming soon. I walk to my car and the dew is flicking up to my legs and I smell the fresh air. Silence...Beautiful silence. A deep breath in, a long exhale, and I open the car door and start the motor. The time speeds back up again. I wont experience that wonderful silence again untill morning comes to rescue me from the stress that each day contains. The days are swift, just a blink of my eye. The only part I remember is the morning tranquility.
-Benjamin

3 Comments:
Hey. That was really good, Ben. Way to be.
dang ben... where have you been hiding that-- mrs kok would be proud.. lol and mrs dickey! :)
send me a signed copy of your book when you get it published... :)
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