My Cellphone Descriptive Essay

My cellphone alarm make me wake up, I force open my eyes. Rolling over the edge of my comfortable bed I reach my cellphone, six-thirty. My job as a secretary at world trade center begins at eight so I walk to the bathroom and I suddenly stop when I see my reflect on the mirror. My face is a mess I have dry saliva on my cheeks, my hair is full of nodes and I forgot to clean my makeup yesterday so I look like a zombie of the “Walking Dead”. Then I jump in the shower and turn the hot water on. I take a shower for fifteen minutes and when I was finish I roll my body with a towel and walk to my closet. I search for my uniform that consists of a black straight skirt, a white long-sleeve shirt, a red sleeveless pullover and black heels. I put my clothe on, brush my hair and use a little bit of makeup. Satisfy with the result that I see on the mirror now I take my purse and go to the kitchen, open the refrigerator and grasp a strawberry yogurt then I run to the apartment door. I rush to my car which is a red Toyota corolla and start driving.
This is how I start another day in the big apple with big buildings, mob

As soon as I enter the building I hear a ¨¨Good morning Skylar ¨¨ I turn around moving my long hair and I see my friend Leila shaking her hand for me. ¨¨Good morning Leila how you doing?¨¨ I reply.¨¨ ¨¨Well I’m find I’m just a little today.¨¨ Leila announce. ¨¨Well ill prepare you a tea in the floor kitchen and you will feel better.¨¨ I conclude. Then we walk to the elevators zone and wait for one, after two minutes one arrive we enter the elevator and I push the bottom number 70. The elevator take almost a minute to reach our floor, as soon the elevator doors slide we walk rapidly through the hall full of offices and with people preparing their desks, drinking hot coffee and working on the computer. I walk to the floor kitchen and prepare a tea for Leila thinking about unusual