JPHamlett
09-14-2011, 04:06 PM
John Hamlett
Period 4
As one approaches a blue-grey building that only a select few are lucky enough to call home, you’ll probably notice grass that needs to be trimmed a little bit. After maneuvering you way through the maze of cars that sit in the driveway, you’ll encounter a Describe DOOR better. When one walks in they’ll have to make their way through a seemingly never ending ocean of shoes, due to the house being filled with at least seven people at all times. If one is observant enough they might notice two sets of stairs, one leading down to the depths of my basement and one leading upstairs to the family area. Alongside the stairs there is a white spiral railing. One can tell the railing was white at one point in time, but the paint has been chipped away by hands grabbing onto it as they go down the stairs, leaving behind the black underwire. If one manages to get up the steep wood stairs then one will have the privilege to lay their eyes upon the Hamlett’s residence.
As one leaves the foyer one’s sense of smell will have euphoria. It will be tantalized with the aroma of something baking in the oven or being prepared on the marble counter tops.
About half way done. Tell me what you think
Period 4
As one approaches a blue-grey building that only a select few are lucky enough to call home, you’ll probably notice grass that needs to be trimmed a little bit. After maneuvering you way through the maze of cars that sit in the driveway, you’ll encounter a Describe DOOR better. When one walks in they’ll have to make their way through a seemingly never ending ocean of shoes, due to the house being filled with at least seven people at all times. If one is observant enough they might notice two sets of stairs, one leading down to the depths of my basement and one leading upstairs to the family area. Alongside the stairs there is a white spiral railing. One can tell the railing was white at one point in time, but the paint has been chipped away by hands grabbing onto it as they go down the stairs, leaving behind the black underwire. If one manages to get up the steep wood stairs then one will have the privilege to lay their eyes upon the Hamlett’s residence.
As one leaves the foyer one’s sense of smell will have euphoria. It will be tantalized with the aroma of something baking in the oven or being prepared on the marble counter tops.
About half way done. Tell me what you think