Christmas Memories, descriptive, personal essay

        Approaching Grandma's, our family anticipates the grand holiday about to be rekindled once again. With our family and friends about to be reunited with each other, each family member is trying not to notice how long the last kilometer is taking. The trees along the road seem to crawl by slower as Dad pushes his foot harder. Inch by inch, Second by second, we approach the long awaited destination.                  Finally when we arrive at Grandma's …

…my cousins as then they fly into the room that contains that heavenly Christmas Tree. I get up with a sudden surge of excitement and proceed to the door. An amazing sight grabs my eye's attention. The tree, decorated in beautiful perfection with candy canes, ribbons, and ornaments of all shape and color. This sight fascinates myself as well as everyone that sets their eye's on it. Christmas at my Grandma's, my forever cherished memory.