Descriptive Essay -The Dump -- Descriptive Essay, Descriptive Writing

The shock My mom and I were cleaning up our attic this weekend, and in the process I found all sorts of former(a) junk that I had forgotten about. Of course, I wanted to keep everything I saw otherwise, I would not have stashed it there in the head start place. But after standing over me and prying my hands move out of every item that I encountered, my mom finally convinced me to arrest all of my broken treasures to the Dump. I wince at the thought of having to festal the ever-present gloom that reigns there. The Dump is a strange and repulsive place, where nation tend to bury the human spirit along with their refuse. From the main road, the Dump looked like a prison. The perimeter was surrounded by an eight-foot chain-link with barbed-wire stretched tightly around the top of it. As I followed the slow procession of vehicles through the precedent gate, I noticed a man peeking through the blinds of a loathsome office building. The buildings tan exterior was peeling away, probably as a result of prolonged exposure to the toxic environment. Up on a hill overshadowing ...