Washington Descriptive Writing

My eyes open. A crisp, cold wind blows through my my window and hits my face.The whistle of the fall air flows through one ear and out the other. It was quiet. The sound of nothingness was fiercely stopped by the blaring on my alarm clock. October 13, 2015, at 9:30 AM, I roll over and hit my alarm clock, The repetitive sound disappears. I throw my sheets to the side and step onto the cold wooden floor. I grab a pair of

I couldn’t sleep. I looked at my somewhat dim, water powered alarm clock, wondering what time it was. 7:43. Way early. Despite being awfully comfortable, I got up, figuring I was just hungry. As I walked the the kitchen, I pondered about my snack. Carrots and orange juice usually is the best choice. ( This is actually a good midnight snack! You should try it! ) I made it to the fridge. As I opened it, I took in the cold air against my warm, cozy fur. Then I realized, that I was sweating. I dropped the blanket I had wrapped around me. Much better. I grabbed my carrots and orange juice, dragged the blanket behind me and took my time getting back to my room. I hopped onto the bed with my snack in hand, and turned on the TV with the remote. The button let out a quiet ‘click!’ as I pushed the smooth, plastic button, before the TV turned on.

The great empires that flourished between 300 B.C.E and 200 B.C.E. can all be broken down into the four factors the contributed to their rise. Although each empire faced prolonged periods of conflict, all four empires succeeded in imposing unity and order among the people. The rise of these empires can be attributed to four specific factors crucial to their construction. The factors crucial to the rise of the great empires included having a centralized form of leadership with enforced uniform legal codes, having powerful military forces, a strong economy, and technological advances. Ultimately an efficiently run, centralized government along side powerful military forces caused the success of the empires however in the same not a

As we waited for our food, I took to peering out the diner’s large storefront window that we seated ourselves next to and I people watched as the citizens of Mt. Harrison went on about their daily lives.

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

Driving in the open country air, where my radio is cranked up as loud as my ears can take it. Bumps from small white rocks hitting against all four black tires, making me rock back and forth, up and down. Feeling that high speed while dust is flying all over. Also drinking a cold ice melted saccharine tea, will give you tooth decay. Transitioning from rock to cement road changes my state of mind from free range to a seriousness since there’s more cars on paved roads.

Throughout the existence of humans there has been violence. Some examples of violence that people can identify are war between countries because of political and religious disagreements. Discrimination (which is a type of violence) by its country of origin, color and customs. Finally, in the family we can find several types of violence, the most common is violence towards women physically and psychologically, child abuse, and the one that I identified with my siblings is their behavior towards parents after playing violent videogames. In violence we can identify two types of people, the first is that which uses violence to take power, and the second is to use violence to be free of the people who have power.

I heard the faint high pitched beeping of my alarm clock as I opened my sleep covered eyes. I attempted to roll out from under my covers but immediately retreated as I felt the chilly spring air touch my skin. While I was mustering up the motivation to get out of bed, I glanced at my alarm clock. “11:00 AM” it read in boxy, glowing numbers. Had I really slept in that long? I finally rose from my bed, traveling down the stairs to make myself some breakfast. “Hi, girl!” I greeted my dog where she was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. I smiled to myself as I turned on some music, opened the fridge to retrieve some eggs, and turned on the stove. It felt like a fine Saturday morning until I remembered that I had a lacrosse game later

It was a cold fall day when we decided to take a trip down to the Cataract. The traffic was light on the way there, my mom falling asleep in the back while I talked to Jeremy while he was driving. Every time I looked out of the window I saw beautiful shades of red or yellow. The second to last road that we turned onto was a gravel road with a bunch of twists and hills. Jeremy loved these type of roads, especially when he had the blazer to play with. We passed our usual spot that we take to get to the lower falls and turned onto the actual road that takes us into the park itself.

The streets of North Attleboro were damp and dark while wet yellow leaves stuck to the sidewalks. My brother and I contested to blow clouds of cold breath highest into the dark sky. Running around trying not to slip onto the hard concrete our mother gave us our bags. Carrying my spiderman suitcase the doors to the hotel automatically split side to side. The soles of my shoes still wet with water I saw a boned dinosaur standing steadily over a pool. Wanting to jump into the pool my brother and I wanted to grab our swimsuits. My mother told us not until tomorrow while my sisters rolled there eyes for they were all extremely tired. Tomorrow seemed to be an eternity although the dinosaur would be waiting for me. Father walking over, checked us

Winter in California is a curious creature, one moment it's shiny and easy going, wrapping around you the warmth of a loving companion, then without notice it sends out it's chilled rain biting you to the bone. I've been in this God awful state for five years and I wait for that bite, that flash of cold we get once in a blue moon. I may be the only resident in Southern California who hates this weather, I am originally from the east coast, I was used to all four seasons. why am I here if I hate it so much? Well, I'm undercover...err...more like under witness protection, since the age of 13 I have lived a double life, one insidious accident led to a world of new possibilities for me. My first boyfriend and my one true love is from a family of

I've lived in this town my whole life, and most of the time that's fine by me. However, in late fall when the sky fills with birds migrating south for the winter, traveling thousands of miles away, I get homesick for places I have never been. Places where the ocean breaks along the coast and meets a city placed along woodlands. Steady waters crashing along the beaches of the West Coast saturating the sand. The city Olympia, Washington as always been a place where I believed I would find comfort in feeling the earth beneath my feet. Almost a sense of missing the rich dirt that my toes never brushed. Views covered with gray skies that skim the mountain peaks in the distance with the aroma of salt from the Pacific filling the cool air. The city

I vividly remember my first time going to Chicago by myself. My grandparents invited me to see a Notre Dame football game. The whole week leading up I was brewing in excitement. I would be flying alone to Chicago. My mother and I had everything planned out ,but best laid planned ideas often go awry. The morning of my flight, my mother checked the flight time, and to our horror, we discovered my flight was delayed five hours. My mother decided to change my flight which was about an hour and a half. We lived just under an hour from the airport with good traffic. As we drove towards the airport the traffic became sequentially worse. I was beginning to think to think I wasn't going to be able to make the flight. The pressure to make the flight

“All passengers please fasten your seat-belts we are preparing for take off.” We were departing the O’Hare Airport in Chicago headed to Macedonia, a small country in Europe nearby Greece. It was summer time, everyone was out of school, and worry free. I was eight years old at the time, young to this world and never experienced other cultures this far from home before. I was over excited my self with joy to be visiting, both my parents also very happy to go back to their home country and visit their families. Ive been told stories before about this place, about how it’s a land of beautiful mountains, lakes, that is filled with the nicest of people. I couldn't wait to get there, but I was stuck on the airplane for another 10 hours. But eventually

Pakistan, like many international countries, contains a plethora of healthcare delivery complications when providing services to its citizens. This is immensely concerning for the international community because Pakistan is the 5th most populous country in the world, and the largest land mass in the Eastern Mediterranean. Littered with an array of different terrains, climates, and features, Pakistan’s land mass is approximate 800,000 square km. Geographically, Pakistan divides its providences into five large and one small, with an additional three territories. The providences are listed below in sizes from smallest to largest: Gilgit-Baltistan, Pakhtunkhwa, Khyber, Balochistan, Sindh, and Punjab. (see fig. 1)