Word On The Street Presents...Descriptive Writing At It's Best


I forgot to mention, the teacher did put some restrictions on this. The story had to involve certain elements and it was something along the lines of a party and firemen. Odd huh? Oh well read on.


The immense mansion's ballroom was lit by a crystal chandelier. By the door, there was a sickly old beggar dressed in tattered rags. Her skin looked like a dried prune which saw the bad end of the digestive system. Her silver streaks appeared to have brown streaks, which were actually clumps of mud. Slowly, one by one, people in the room couldn't help but stare at her. Many looked shocked, while some looked scared. "Who is this woman?" whispered one of the guests to their companion. The mayor the city, whom this mansion belonged to, looked equally puzzled. He was having having a party in honor of a group of firemen. The firemen had recently saved a dozen of prizefighting emu's from a blazing fire in an apartment which ended up belonging to an illegal immigrant from Uruguay. The celebration was a black-tie affair and everyone was dressed in their sunday's finest. And here was this beggar, in all her assed-out glory, sticking out like pin-striped neon zoot suit. The mayor made his way towards the old hag and said "Excuse me, ma'am, are you lost?". The old beggar at him blankly. Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, she began to caw like a crow. Everyone was in shock with their jaws on the floor. Some guests even dropped their champagne-filled glasses. The shatter of broken glass echoed through the room, only rivaled by the beggar's caw-cawing. She topped off this bizzare performance by biting the mayor on the nose. Realizing her predicament, she tried to escape. She was running frantically like a rat in a maze. Shw was stopped quickly by Bruno, an imposing Bulgarian steroid monkey, who served as the mayor's head of security. Bruno grabbed the beggar's arm and suddenly the party came to an abrupt halt. The old beggar's arm fell off! This grotesque woman was not only a beggar, but a leper as well. Bruno, who was white as a ghost, found himself holding the beggar's dismembered arm. He dropped the frail and bloodied appendage and screamed like a school girl who had just won tickets to a Backstreet Boys concert. After some crying and hysteria, Bruno fainted. The old lady, who by now, was the cause of a huge lineup ailing stomachs, felt deeply embarrassed and a little sick herself. She picked up her arm and fled quickly like an escaped convict.


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