Thief Descriptive Writing Descriptive Essay Drawing

1. Thief Descriptive Writing
I threw on my jacket, snow pants, boots, and hat as quickly as I could, preparing for the journey
from my cozy home into the sub zero weather. "Don't forget your scarf, sweetie!" my mom yelled
to me as I struggled to open the front door while holding a sled in one hand and a pair of gloves in
the other. Successfully turning the lock and pushing the handle, my eyes caught sight of a scene
that I've only dreamed of: a blanket of white covered everything I could lay my eyes on. Houses,
cars, mailboxes, and even fire hydrants were coated in a sea of bright flurries that reflected the
sun. Pulling the hand warmers out of my coat pocket, I tore off the wrapper, shook them, and
stuck them inside my gloves as I slid them on and began to make my way down, what I thought
was our driveway, towards the sidewalk with the dog sled dragging alongside my footsteps
collecting the top layer of the powdery white flakes as the loud crunching of snow being packed
down with every step I took filled my ears. Finally I reached a long narrow ice kissed sidewalk,
the once cold, wet burdensome boots I had on become as light as a feather as I skated along the
frozen pathway. A treacherous climb up the long, steep staircase covered in slush leading to the top
of the sled hill laid before me. Unfortunately this was the only way up, so I began my hike, only to
be disturbed by the cool chilly winds. At last,...show more content...
My legs become weak from walking up so many stairs and struggling to maneuver through the dense
snow, so I lay my sled down on the thick sleet of ice and slide down the cleared passage. At the
corner of street I crashed into a snowbank causing Ice cold snow to go inside my jacket and all over
my face. So I quickly got up grabbed the sled, wiped away the snot dripping from my nose and
sprinted to my house where I opened the front door and stepped inside to comfort of my warm
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2. Descriptive Essay Drawing
DrawingDrawing is a good hobby to have, you can spend hours drawing a piece and be so into it
you wouldn't realize how fast time has passed. It's also a good way to release stress, well in my
opinion it is, it has helped me a lot when I am really bored or just have so much problems, I just
put my headphones in and boom, I can go hours trying my best to come up with the most perfect
portrait or just any simple drawing in mind. Only problem I have is that I could just never get the
faces of people right that is one of my flaws, but a flaw that one day I shall surpass and be good at
it with practice of course. I have had a couple of people in my life who I have seen since little that
can draw really good and my goal is to one day catch up to them, which will take lots and lots of
practice, but will be worth it at the end. Going far as back as I can remember I have always been
fascinated with grabbing a pencil or anything I can get a hold of and start to doodle anywhere
which got me into trouble at first, but as time passed my mom would buy me notebooks and lots
of them to doodle the hours away on. I can remember spending all day just drawing and painting
no matter what it was it would go on a paper if it went from drawing me and my mom in a big
house, to just drawing houses and buildings, it would all amuse me. My mom was always there to
help me with supplies since I would go through notebooks really fast, and for a single mom with a
low income job, she
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