Descriptive Essay About A Watermelon

I ran. The sky was gloomy and a strong wind blew on the bushes. The clouds were gray and it seemed that it would soon be raining heavily. It was already late at night and I could feel the wind blowing at the back of my neck as I ran through the green fields. I did not know if they were chasing me or even knowing that I had managed to escape from the mansion, but the main thing that preoccupied me was that I had succeeded in the mission. I was able to get the coveted and mysterious thing that many people had already tried and failed to achieve for years.

I had already lost my sense of time and only knew that I had been running for a long time among the bushes and trees in the fields of the Black Mansion. I told myself I had to go on, but I had to rest for a few moments to regain some of my strength. I tried to convince myself that I …show more content…
These are trees that grow very small watermelons that can be picked and then put them in the mouth and chew them for several hours without their taste coming out at all. There are several kinds of watermelons and each one has a taste that is unique to its. Before that I had seen bushes of thorny persimmons exploding and a grove of peach tins that did not stop spinning when I passed between them.

Now, where I stopped, the vegetation was thinner than before, and the only trees around me were banana trees of all kinds. There was the banana mulberry tree which has red bananas, and also the green banana tree. I looked over me and noticed that I had stopped by a tree with blue bananas. The bananas were pale blue like the sea and has dark blue dots. I realized that of course they were blue-spotted bananas. Despite all the variety of special and colorful fruits that were on the Manor, the gloomy weather, the place and the Black Mansion were alienated and the feeling of a little emptiness and