Monday, December 17, 2012
Perfect
In detail, describe the perfect ___________ (some suggestions: childhood, song, person, meal, date, life). Make sure to connect the description to sensory detail (smell, sight, touch, taste, sound) and try to use at least one of the following: personification, metaphor, similie. A minimum of 250 words.
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The most perfect life would be on the beach, but not out on the water. Couldn’t you imagine just waking up one morning and walking out on the back porch of your house and there it is; the ocean. You can feel the nice cool wind coming from the sea and the sound of the waves crashing on the sand. It would be so relaxing to sit there and listen to it. The feeling you get from being alone at the beach, before anyone else gets there to have fun during the middle of the day. There is no other noise to bother you what so ever. You could even go for a nice walk along the coast, having the water run up your leg as you walk along it. Or just standing there in knee deep water looking out across the ocean. Seeing the nice ripples in the water as they come towards you. I could just imagine myself looking out across the endless expanse towards the sun that is just rising up from behind the water as the refreshing breeze is filling your lungs. It would be a perfect life if I could wake up to that every day for the rest of my life. Wouldn’t you like to wake up to that every morning? Even if you don’t like to swim it would be relaxing to just wake up and look at natures beauty.
ReplyDeleteMy life is perfect and I wouldn’t change it for anything. My house has 8 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms and it’s huge. The yard is 4 acres with a swimming pool and there’s hunting land on the far part of the property. Hunting is one of my passions now that I live in North Carolina, and it’s my favorite thing to do. I love to hunt turkey, rabbit, ducks, squirrels and deer. I have a job title but I do no work what’s so ever because I made all my money playing the stock market. Now I have employees who control my money. I met my wife at a casual party at one of my friends Frat parties. She is one of the prettiest girls I have ever met and she is also one of the nicest too. My wife also knows how to cook anything I bring home from a hunt and she loves to eat, however she keeps a very slim figure. We have two kids both boys and they make me extremely proud. My older son James is a sophomore in his high school and he loves to play football. He has started for his school since he was a freshman and the team hasn’t lost since. He plays quarter back and safety and he has lead his team too many come from behind victory’s. My younger son Todd loves football and baseball but favors baseball a little more. He is still in 8th grade and he plays wide receiver and in baseball he plays center field and is one of the best hitters on the team. No one could ask for a better life.
ReplyDeleteThe perfect story needs interesting characters. Ones that draw you in, have distinct personalities, and do things unexpected from time to time. The characters make the story. Characters that don’t have a well-developed personality and distinctive traits drag a story down. The perfect story also needs to be a bit lengthy to give a writer room to plan different events. All great book series are long. A perfect story also needs to have an intriguing plot. Great characters can easily be ruined if the plot is distasteful. The perfect plot depends on what kind of story you’re writing. Personally, I like action / adventure novels. In this kind of genre, suspense is great. It keeps a reader on the edge of their seat. However, if the suspense goes on for too long then it gets irritating. Another fantastic thing to put into the plot is a twist. Something totally unexpected is a key element. However, an unexpected twist’s impact is lessened when the author constantly hints at it and eventually makes it blatantly obvious. A twist has to be completely unexpected, but it has to make sense as well. In addition, a tragedy or two isn’t a bad touch either. Tragedy motivates a character, and it causes the reader to feel either sympathy or content cased on who experienced the tragedy. Last but not least, a perfect story needs a ‘happy ending’. Well, at least the problem needs to be resolved. I find that many people, including myself, become very discontented when the problem that started the story isn’t resolved. That is what I consider a perfect story.
ReplyDeletethe perfect thing to have would be to have everybodys christmas gifts because that could save lives and give children gifts that they have always wanted wether it's a labtop or money i think that would help out in poverty and instead of kids getting toys that they don't wnat and just have their christmas wish. i think this would be perfect because it would be helping out other people than just us,but if we can get what we want for christmas why get everyone else get what they want.this would be perfect because this could get people somewhere in life and give kids their hopes and wishes and this would be perfect because it's a good cause and it makes a different on others. and make an impact on their lives because it could change it and make it better. this is the thing that i think would be perfect because it's the perfect thing for everyone and every one could get their wish of what they want and this would be the perfect thing to give.
ReplyDeleteI often find myself imagining what a perfect date would be to me. It would encompass a lot of the elements that make me happy from time to time, including a special someone. This date would be an all-day affair. It would take place on a mid-fall day, perhaps mid-October. I would be wearing something comfy and warm, yet fashionable. My date and I would first take a trip to a music festival or competition for bands. We could spend our day enjoying the music, making our own commentary and eating really unhealthy stadium food. Holding hands will be necessary. After the show had ended, we would make our way to a park with a lot of beautiful and bright fall trees. There we would take a nice walk and just talk for a while. The conversation wouldn’t be limited, though. Any conversation is fair game. Following the walk in the crisp autumn air, I would love to visit an outlook or mountain to sit and watch the beautiful sunset turn into a clear, starry night. It would be nice to stay and look up at the stars for a while or just a little bit and head to a small, quaint café somewhere. Here, we can share some dinner and talk over coffee. This night would come close to a close with a trip to a carnival or fair somewhere and do all the corny couple things that take place at carnivals. Lastly, the night would end with a kiss. A small, simple, yet meaningful kiss that sends me home with the biggest smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteThe perfect life. Some don’t have it, others yearn for it, and I have it. Indulging in every luxury known to man is something I’m used to. Waking up in the morning is something I look forward to. It really is something, knowing there’s glamorously black and pure gold trimmed canopy hovering over me as I slumber. I stretch in my bed then slip on my slippers and walk across my marble floor to open my Dutch doors leading to my terrace. Ahh there’s nothing better than waking up to a skyline of the city and the early morning sunrise. Then I’m greeted with hot espresso, breakfast and my yorky. When I finish my breakfast my loyal house keeper comes and picks up after me. After breakfast I hop in the shower. I open the double doors to my castle of a bathroom. I walk around the immense ground hot tub and reach for the linen scented white towels next to my waterfall shower. Then I brush my teeth and go to my walk in closet. My closet, one would say, is the equivalent of a small department store. My closet is a room with rows and rows of all types of shoes in every color. It’s like a candy store. Then if you walk through the gold trimmed arch you can see the variety of clothes I inherit. I have dresses, suits, sweaters, blouses, shirts, shorts, pants, jeans for every occasion in every color. I’ve probably only wore a quarter of the things in my closet. I couldn’t ask for a better life but, what’s a life handed to you on a silver platter with no one to share it with?
ReplyDeletePerfect summer days exist throughout the first week of August for me. I go to Wildwood with my friends during that week. The first day, we gather the troops with our luggage and get Dunellen Bagel. By 10 am the latest, we depart and make the two hour journey. The trek down the parkway, though a lot of mileage, seems short with my friends. We make the best of the time together and talk about all the fun we’re about to have. Before long, we enter Wildwood territory. The boats are lined up and water surrounds us all. Soon after that, the beach is in sight; that’s when the real excitement sets in. Once we pull up to the hotel, we unload faster than anything. The day is young, and the week is as well, so a lot of fun awaits us, that’s the best part. The large, sandy beach is the first destination. Once we’ve exhausted ourselves there, we go back to the hotel to relax by the pool with the sun still beating down. Like every night in Wildwood, we shower, find a place to eat as a family, and then hit up the boardwalk. The boardwalk is the perfect place for a warm summer night. There’s so much to do and see and I’m able to do it with my favorite people. After miles of walking around, we head back and begin other festivities until we wake up and do it all again.
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