In this blog you will be reading about a scene from my everyday life. What is a sense you may ask? well a scene is a moment in which you describe in detail and in action what is taking place in that specific moment to really make you as the reader vision the place as if you were actually there when the scene was taking place like you were in my shoes during this time so I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think the comments below Here are the links to a scene with very descriptive details in every scene to give you a better idea of what a good scene looks and sounds like and that also help me write my own scene
So Not A Morning Person
I'm laying in bed trying to sleep I'm tossing and turning and rolling in my sheets trying to find just that right spot to sleep. The sun is shining bright through the blinds lighting up my room like a Christmas tree I'm starting to feel a little annoyed not because of the light but because of the noise. The noise I hear coming from outside my room, the music blasting, loud laughing and talking. I open my eyes slowing with anonymous while the sun blinds me. I look at the clock it reads 12:30 pm. I sit up annoyed looking around my room then I lay my eyes on my sister's messy side of the room but still annoyed with the noise that is going on which seems to get louder. I look at her side with her mess, shoes all over the floor, clothes half in the basket and the rest on the floor. I shake my head and say " I live with a slob" then think back to the many times I have told my sister to clean up her side of the room. Of course he ignores me and the thought starts to annoys me even more. As the noise continue to gets louder I think to myself " I am a night creature cursed with a family of morning people" the thought cringes in my mind. I throw my sheets off me and roll to the side of the bed with my feet dangling off the side. I grunt in pain because my back is killing me from working 12 hours before now. I stand up and slowly walk to the door, I open the door and walk through the short white hall with plain walls that lead to the kitchen. The kitchen is small with white walls as well but with all red appliances. I smell bacon coming from the oven and I see my mom making sausages with cheesy eggs which makes my mouth water and my stomach burn with hunger. I walk out of the kitchen and into the living room. The living room is large with 3 white walls and one burgundy red wall where our flat screen TV is sitting on the wall. The TV is blaring with cringy music that my ears are bleeding to. Once I've entered the living room I see blankets and pillows all over the floor and my sister it laying upside down on the couch with her headphones in her ears and her phone in her face, and her feet on the wall talking on the phone like she has no care in the world for ruining the white wall with her dirty feet. I'm standing there shivering like I'm standing a restaurant freezer. I grab my Steelers blanket from off the floor and quickly wrap it around me and turn myself into a cold burrito I decide to not wanna be where so I run back to my room but just as I get warmed up in my bed my mom calls me for breakfast then I knew it was all over.
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Nicole Strasinski
10/16/2018 10:46:35 am
Ugh the Steelers though. Great read though.
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