Description Practice

August 10, 2010
By Khai.S.W BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
Khai.S.W BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
\"The true mind can weather all lies and allusions without being lost. The true heart can touch the poison of hatred without being harmed. Since beginningless time, darkness thrives in the void, but always yields at purifying light...\"


Mixes of green, pink, and white flowers were painted on the shade. The slight curve of it had them widened out until it spread to the brim at the top and bottom. The background that was white corresponded immaculately with the pink base. Its shape was arched smoothly; similar to a beautiful woman from Africa with an infallible body figure. The neck grew smaller under the bulb that shone a light so dim. The light casted shadows on everything it touched. It fell over a small alarm clock, a cutesy picture frame, and soft brown colored braid that sloped off the side of the nearby bed. Up the braid was a pink hair tie. Under that was a small face whose eyes were closed and its little chest expanding and shrinking. A set of older lips landed on the forehead followed by a charismatic hand sweetly touching the chubby cheek. The hand then moved to the lamp on the end table and switched the button. Immediately the light was gone, wiping all shadows away. It sat there as the other source of hallway light faded, leaving it alone with a little girl asleep in the bed, tired from a day of play. It sat, quietly, waiting for the next night that it would be needed.


The author's comments:
My first submitted piece. I was just practicing my describing skills and thought it would neat to post it.

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