Descriptive essay

The burnt scent of roasted coffee tickled the tip of my nose Just seconds before a noise so loud roared in my ear like a fire engine screaming through my bedroom. As I wiped the grit from last night’s sleep from the corners of my eyes, the bright light hit them. I slung my arm like an elephant trunk on top of the alarm to find the snooze button. I heard a faint voice in the background calling my name. “Koala, are you up? ” echoed down the stairs in the deep male voice of my dad.

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While stretching my hands ND feet to the four posts of the bed,’ hesitantly answered “Yes” as my eyes opened after several watery blinks. I crawled out from underneath my covers, emerging like a butterfly from a cocoon, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. As my warm feet hit the cold floor, I got shivers that send chills all the way up my spine. I shook off the chills and drag my weary body to the steep staircase. Ascending those dreadful stairs is a struggle every morning.

I slowly made it to the top, and am greeted by my faithful go Bella. I meandered through the house and made my way to the bathroom to get ready. After I am done getting ready, I wandered back down stairs. I diligently grabbed my phone and pad and once again face the mountain like staircase. Once back upstairs I am re-greeted by an anxious Bella. I fling the door to her kennel open and she bounds to the door for me to let her out. As I opened the door, the fresh morning air hits me like a slap in the face.

After hooking Bella on the red leash, I went sack in and put my new shoes on my achy feet. I made sure all of my homework is in my bag. I heaved the heavy book bag onto my tired back. I grabbed my car keys and made the short Jaunt to my car. I pitched my loaded school bag into the backseat. I strolled back towards the house to put Bella in her kennel for the day. I quickly glanced through the house to make sure I didn’t forget anything. All was good so I turned the lock on the door, closed it, and I was off for the rest of my day.

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