Monday, September 27, 2010
Descriptive writing assignment
Approaching the glass swivel doors a freckled red-headed girl greets me with an enormous smile. Walking inside is total change of ambience and vibe, all of the worries scatter through my head and all i can think of is which of all the items am i getting. Looking at the brightly lit diagrams showing the food i stare with a ponderous gaze. Seeing the huge machine behind the cash register with many buttons the soda is poured into a tall outlined paper cup. A brown plastic tray with a picture on it is handed to me with a refreshing pepsi soda with an aluminum surprise sitting beside it and golden fries to finish off the whole ideally utopian meal.
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