Name: Omair Farhan
Task: Descriptive writing
Title: The Magnificent Mile
Word Count: 567
It was a glamourous avenue, crowded by the blend of all nations
together. Fast blowing winds coming, slender yet stunning
skyscrapers blocked the sun. The calming fluent sound of waves
crashing onto the beach echoes to my ears. The swift wind
whistles by the concrete towers.
Picturesque sapphire, surge of water rolled calmly down the sand
bank. Shimmering golden ball of heat praised the sea to shine in
all its glory. Water was as clear as a transparent glass. Sounds of
laughter, dance and singing lit up the atmosphere with joy.
At the side of the road there were pretty Tonga rides; being
scrubbed by the Tonga drivers who were calling out for
passengers, the big brown beautiful horses were set to be pulling
out of the station patiently. The kids smiled, as the horses were a
gift from heaven as they rode them.
The road appeared to have stalemate with cars going back and
forth. The massive mall, doors slowly opened and an army of
people charged towards it. The crafts docked near the seashore to
make shift marina. People were leaping into the crystal clear
water.
Restaurants of all cultures were lined up in a chain and were
ready to serve the feast. A butler came from the kitchen: with a
mouthwatering pizza, cheese melted all over it. Inhabitants were
leaving the restaurant in a good mood.
A dapper man stepped; out of a shiny big black limousine, with
shades on and went inside a glamorous, luxurious, magnificent
hotel located in the vicinity.
At the bus station people were as angry as wasps: as people were
drenched in sweat impatiently waiting for the bus. When the noisy
Task: Descriptive writing
Title: The Magnificent Mile
Word Count: 567
It was a glamourous avenue, crowded by the blend of all nations
together. Fast blowing winds coming, slender yet stunning
skyscrapers blocked the sun. The calming fluent sound of waves
crashing onto the beach echoes to my ears. The swift wind
whistles by the concrete towers.
Picturesque sapphire, surge of water rolled calmly down the sand
bank. Shimmering golden ball of heat praised the sea to shine in
all its glory. Water was as clear as a transparent glass. Sounds of
laughter, dance and singing lit up the atmosphere with joy.
At the side of the road there were pretty Tonga rides; being
scrubbed by the Tonga drivers who were calling out for
passengers, the big brown beautiful horses were set to be pulling
out of the station patiently. The kids smiled, as the horses were a
gift from heaven as they rode them.
The road appeared to have stalemate with cars going back and
forth. The massive mall, doors slowly opened and an army of
people charged towards it. The crafts docked near the seashore to
make shift marina. People were leaping into the crystal clear
water.
Restaurants of all cultures were lined up in a chain and were
ready to serve the feast. A butler came from the kitchen: with a
mouthwatering pizza, cheese melted all over it. Inhabitants were
leaving the restaurant in a good mood.
A dapper man stepped; out of a shiny big black limousine, with
shades on and went inside a glamorous, luxurious, magnificent
hotel located in the vicinity.
At the bus station people were as angry as wasps: as people were
drenched in sweat impatiently waiting for the bus. When the noisy
