Saturday, January 20, 2007
What I Dread..
I wake up from my deep sleep, knowing that the day will be full of waiting. I am ready to leave home, and then is when my day starts. Even though I am ready my day of waiting begins. As we drive to school, I am waiting to arrive at school. Once I get to school, I am left waiting for class to begin. Standing there, with nothing other to do than to stand. Time seems to stop when I am waiting, anticipating something to happen, nothing ever does. Waiting is what I dread, when waiting time seems to stop. When waiting, you can do nothing other than stand. That is why I dread waiting.
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This was very good, I think you did a good job. I thought this was very discriptive and at times I also dread waiting. You could make this better with a few metaphors or some places with personification. Great Job! =]
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