Descriptive Essay On A Distant Memory

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A Distant Memory With the smell of gunpowder and ashes, what I open my eyes to, I can hardly explain. Ashes are falling from the sky, like gray snow. Broken guns, used bullet shells, collapsed brick walls and roofs, leaving the buildings to looking like an area of ruin. Worst of all, Death. Pale lifeless bodies all over, like toys at a babies play date. I look down at my clothes, although being ripped like they went through a shredder, I see I’m wearing army pants, shirt, vest, with a mask, and a knife holder, with a bloody knife in it, all black, and as well covered in blood. I stumble to my feet, only to fall back down onto the concrete ground. I lay there for a solid 10 minutes so I can finally regain complete consciousness. I take a closer look to my surroundings, but not knowing where I am. I can’t remember who I am, or why I’m here, or what happened--I can’t even remember my name. The only thing I know for sure is that something wasn’t sitting right in my 16 year old stomach. In awe at my surroundings I decide it’s best to make haste and run. I run my smooth hands through my silky hazel brown hair, and dash off with my tattered clothes, to find myself, and what happened on that day of November 18, 2028. I turned the corner off the alleyway that I was just in. …show more content…

I smell the air around me, smells of Oak leaves, and Fertilized dirt, looking around skylight leaking through the tree canopies onto my body. I feel as though my body numbs to the point I can’t feel anything— or everything. My body falls backward down the steep cliff, of mud and dirt. This was the last memory I will have, crying tears of joy on my way down to my own dirt tombstone. My last moments, although agonizing, yet peaceful—yet eerie—yet comforting. With one last gasp of air, I close my eyes, but not before noticing the a sniper shell falling on me, creating one last smell, the smell of gunpowder and

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