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My House Essay

553 words - 3 pages

As I approach the island on which my dream house awaits, I catch a quick

glimpse of it. It is huge, and is the most noticeable building in the area. My private

plane lands on the air strip next to the house. I get out of the plane and start my journey

through a heavily wooded path leading to my dream house. I walk with anxiety toward

the house at which I will spend the rest of my life. All around me lie the most beautiful

trees and plants you have ever seen. It is peaceful but you can hear the sounds of birds

chirping and small forest creatures frolicking in the under brush. As I continue to walk

along the path the ...view middle of the document...

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made of mahogany and have a stained glass window in the center. The handles and the

frame is made of brass. As I continue around the house I come across three windows

overlooking the entrance to the house. There are black shutters on each window. As the

porch continues to the south side of the house I am now looking over the Pacific Ocean.

A huge eight foot picture is facing the same way I am. As I look down and observe the

ocean I see two piers jutting out into the Pacific. On either side of the piers are huge

boulders protecting the coast line from erosion. The house's walls are made of stucco

and it has an old fashion shingles that are a clay color.

        As I walk into the back yard I am surrounded by the best things a man could ever

want. Well not quite everything! But a lot of things. I walk toward the road and I first

come across a basketball court. To the left of the basket ball court is a tennis court.

There is a bar in between the two to take a break at between games. On the opposite side

of the yard there is an in ground swimming pool that is connected to the pool inside the

house. As my journey comes to a close I notice a white gazebo off to the east of the

house. It is in a position such that you can see anyone entering or leaving the lot if you

are sitting in it.

        As my plane leaves to go home to pack I take one last look at the house. I think

to myself, 'Yes this is my dream house, My dream house.'

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