16 November 2008, 5:58 pm
I had to write a descriptive essay for language arts. what do you think of it...... The picturesque view of the lake is spectacular. Nature’s beauty reflects off the glassy water like a mirror and the golden sun lights up the vast, barren sky. A warm breeze dances through the throng of trees and the vibrant leaves move gracefully to the birds’ beautiful melody. A jungle lines the edge of the cool shimmering water. I dip my foot into the water and a small ripples form, breaking the motionless lake as if I just woke it up from a deep slumber. I gradually slip into the lake and let the water embrace my body. Fish pinch at my toes then swim away in disbelief that someone so big can be so serene and harmless. Holding my nose I count to three, and then I go under. It’s a whole other world down there. Seaweed blankets the floor, murky water flows every which way, and small fish dart in front of my eyes wondering who the intruder of their tranquil lake is. Rocks are scattered around the bottom and an eel slithers past me, glaring at me with its devil eyes. I look around but I can see no further than a few feet in front of me. I think of all the wonders that lie in the depths of the lake which no one will ever discover. Then, I decide to explore the gigantic rocks in the middle of the lake. I push off the bottom and swim through the placid water. The rocks feel rough under my bare feet. I reach out to grasp a larger rock so that I can haul myself up onto the surface of another rock. I back up a few feet, my heart pumping rapidly through my ears like drums inside my head. I take a running start and, using all my strength, I leap off the rock. The wind runs through my hair as I plunge downward like a seagull diving for fish. The sun beams on my sun kissed face and my heart is about to burst through my chest. My feet then slice the water and in a second I have gone under. I slowly sink to the bottom then spring up with a smile planted on my face. Energy rushes through my veins and I go to jump again, but nothing can describe the feeling I had that first jump. There is a first time for everything and that breathtaking leap is slowly slipping away from me. When the sun starts to fall below the trees, I swim back to land and say goodbye. Cotton candy clouds float sleepily through the fiery orange sky. Birds nestle down to go to sleep, and the glistening lake soon becomes hazy. Crickets chirp, singing a lullaby, and filling up the silent night with their constant sound. The brilliant moon is a white face, watching over the lake which is as still as a statue. As the world goes to sleep, the flashy starts come out and dance around the violet sky until tomorrow comes and goes. Then, I will come back and the adventure starts all over again. is there anything i can do to make it better?... Read More »
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