Descriptive Essay About A White House

One day Professor George Green called his wife Melissa Faith Green and her friend Kasey Rose White to meet at the Trumps Mansion for the weekend. The girls agreed to go so they went browsing for something to wear. While they were shopping Professor Green was working with Professor Plum. They were working on a contract for a house. Well Professor Plum cheated the customer that was buying the house out of money. So Professor Green said that he was going to tell their boss what Professor Plum had done.

“Alisha wake up, we are here,” I whispered. When she didn’t wake up, I continued to pester her. “Come on, get up!” When I started to annoy her, she pushed me and told me to go away. As we all cleared out of the minivan, I was greeted by Judy, grandpa’s Scottish terrier. As I was petting her black fur, she was barking and jumping on my legs. When she ran over to Callie to receive a belly rub, I said hi to grandpa and gave him a hug. After getting settled in, my sisters and I decided to go to sleep because it was late and we’d have to help unpack the rest of our belongings in the

It was a new day. I had spent it exploring the parts of the backyard that I hadn’t seen before. My sister, Tia and I were eating the crab apples and currants. Our dog, Lacey was following us around. Soon my uncle arrived back at the house. He offered to take us around the property in an ATV. We blissfully agreed and hopped on the back of the ATV. Our dog followed us up the mountain, but something caught her eye. She ran down after it. We didn't think anything of it and kept on the ATV.

The following day we picked up my great uncle from his house, my little cousin from her house, and I helped my mother pack the bags along with my TV into the SUV. When we arrived in North Carolina I unloaded the bags and took them into my relative house. I was happy to see my great grandma who is 96 years old. I did take her water, her plate and walker. Which she uses to move around. I felt good and realized

I was excited for this weekend to be in new my lake house with my parents. My dad recently got a really good job so he surprised us with this huge cabin. We have a quiet but pleasant bonfire, now its time for bed. I’m still kind of creeped out since this house is dark and pretty isolated but I don’t think of it, and head for bed. My mom tucks me in which you might think is weird, but I love her. She gives me a kiss on the cheek grabs my cat Rosie from my chest, and closes the door. I play on my phone until it dies, put it on the charger, then I completely go out cold.

You scared me!" I said I lowered my shotgun to my side; a 'Meow' came from the big, brown, hairy cat. I placed my shotgun on the kitchen table then walked over to the alarm panel and punch in the code which silenced it. I re-entered the code to arm my small apartment. My phone rang a minute later, I knew it would be the alarm company, I told them it was my cat and no need to call the police, after a few minutes of confirming some information I hung up. I grabbed a broom from the small cleaning closet and started to sweep up the broken vase on the floor, until I heard a creak outside from my apartment door. My head popped up, I placed my broom gently against a wall and stepped towards the front door. I peered out the peep hole and to my relief saw my neighbors walking down the hall. I returned to clean up the small mess; after I did I chose to start my day. I went over to the coffee maker and started the coffee. As the coffee was making I went off to my bathroom and took a shower, I listened to some music to help me get my day going. I stepped out of my bedroom half an hour later, dressed with my hair wrapped in a towel. I poured myself a cup of coffee and popped myself a pop tart and watched channel 4 local

My golden retriever dog, Cassie came into the room wagging her tail happy to see me. Cassie stares at me wanting to play a game of tug of war. I encourage my dog to hop onto my bed and she does so. Cassie spins in a circle and lays down. She stares out and over the stairs waiting for my mom and dad to walk up the loud stairs and say goodnight to me and my sister.

In the northwest west corner of my town, sits a very dilapidated house which has been there as long as anyone can remember. The house once had huge glass windows now, some are shattered, some are missing and the rest are boarded up with wood. The big house has white bricks with dead vines creeping down all of the sides of the house. This house was once home to Jane White. Miss White was someone you didn’t talk to unless she talked to you first, and even then if she wasn’t asking you a question you would just smile and nod trying to not get in her way. Miss White never married, at least we think, and if she would have and her husband did something wrong, he would have been dead on the spot. So just like we left Miss White alone, we leave the house alone just in case there is anything at the house that she left for trespassers. That’s how it has always been, until today at least.

What does it take to be a First lady, let alone an extraordinary one? From the 18th century, originating with Martha Washington to the present time, Michelle Obama, 43 lovely ladies have embarked upon this role. The term first lady was originally used in reference to the spouse or hostess of an executive. However, there were times that the lack of a spouse, or representative existed. Therefore, the traditional role was transferred to an immediate family member. For example, during the Bill Clinton presidency, First Lady- Hillary was pursuing her own political ambitions. In turn, the responsibilities were transferred to the daughter, Chelsea.

There are many historical buildings all over the world. Historical buildings are usually old and important. These buildings were built by hard working people that usually didn’t get paid a lot and worked 24/7. Most of these buildings been around for many years and have a meaning behind it

The sounds of footsteps coming upstairs, awaken me out of my amazing dream, I figured it was my uncle coming home from work. He usually comes home around 2am but this time it was earlier than he normal comes home, my uncle never came home this earlier unless he had a stressful day from work on his way home he’ll stop at the liquor store. Me being the obedient child that I was I never question an adult. I hear someone opening up my bedroom door, there go them big heavy set steps go again walking towards my bed, the feeling of a touch on my arm made me turn around and there he was my uncle , couldn’t believe he’ll do something so wrong . No stop! Get off of me (slap) noooooo crying out loud; after he was done he went back downstairs, I hurry

It is present day in a small town known as Salem, MA. Its getting closer and closer to Halloween. I see the leaves are beginning to change, the nights are getting cooler, the sounds of tractors in the field harvesting crops, the sight of pumpkins everywhere decorating houses with faces and designs carved into them surround the neighborhood. Salem, MA is a very quiet town where everyone knows everyone and everyone gets along, for the most part.

One place that I see every day but don’t put much attention to is my house. The house that I live in is near by a park and a gas station. My house is small and cozy is made of steel frames, the anterior part of the house has a beige and pink color that combine a beautiful shade. The inside of my house has many portraits of family members and drawings. I have a total of two bathrooms and four rooms a kitchen and two living rooms. We have a living room that’s used for grown-ups and the other one is used for the children. The kitchen table and chairs are made of wood, in the ceiling there is big chandelier. The walls of my house are painted in different colors that are green, beige and pink. I like that every room has its own different color, it’s not boring it brings life and shade.

During 5th grade year of 2016, almost once every week my parents would go and look for a house. I would remind them everyday that the house we have is great and there is no need to find another. In that house I have lived there at least eight years, which is most of my life so far. Till this day it has always been my favorite house, and the perfect house. I have made so many memories there it is impossible to count. I loved it.

Then i go check on dad after i eat, and call to him “going outside”, okay, don’t wonder to far dad yells, “I won’t” i yelled back. As soon as i got outside i grabbed my saddle and put it on my horse ginger, and went straight to the woods. I let ginger walk slow so that i could investigate everything around me, then i seen the trees move as if something had ran past it, ginger stops, i heard a snap of a branch. Suddenly, my horse started getting crazy, jumping, neighing i told her to calm down and then ginger started running out of the woods with me not having any time to grip my hand on the saddle, i yell gingers name, suddenly i fall off, bruises on my face, and a piece of my shirt ripped. Once ginger completely ran out of the woods i feel frightened, not knowing what to do i just sit there and