Summative Assessment (Descriptive Writing)
The scorching sun high was up in the middle of the blue blanket of sky. Round,
fluffy clouds flew over my head, they looked as soft as pillows. On the ground was
a totally different scene. My eyes could not witness such destruction.
On the right was a woman in her mid-80s. Her hair was white and rough. Her dark
brown eyes were sunk right in her skull. Her disgusting smelly clothes seemed as if
they were covering a pile of bones arranged in the most precise manner. She was
begging mercy. I could feel her thirst increasing each second. I could taste the fear
which she felt every day.
As I gazed to my left, I saw a huge billboard as big as a 7-floor apartment. On it
was a man around 55, dressed in black and white. He had a heavy look to himself.
His eyes so sharp that they penetrate right through you and reach your soul. His
sinful smile revealed his white glistening teeth. On his right written in big bold
words was ‘Project Forbidden’.
Front of me stood tall a huge triangular like building. The building was 70 floors
tall. Each corner guarded by tall, bearded men. Each dressed in camo with the
shades of ruby and scarlet. Each one was mastered in the art of Martial Arts. They
were so stern that they didn’t blink or move a muscle. In addition, every corner
was under surveillance.
The sun was getting hotter the soft pillows of shade were gone. I could feel the
thin layer of sweat on my fingers being tickled by the humid wind slapping my
face. In between this boiling furnace, I was thinking what is to come next.