Bubble's Descriptive Essay-Personal Narrative

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Radiant Flashes Bubble, my fun size fuzzy friend who puts up with my childish ways, and my creative attempt at drawing, and my very ecstatic personality, and my dreams, and my nightmares, and my beliefs, and my. . . well my everything! She’s warm homemade cookies on a freezing mid-winter day and a mix of bright orange, highlighter yellow, and neon pinks during the sun’s blazing hours. Bubble’s my own little comedian who knows exactly how I’m feeling at certain moments and knows how to make me smile. I guess Bubble’s just good at reading me, but I’m not a transparent page that everyone can see right through. She always brings out the cheerful side of me that only a handle of people know. One’s wearing a soft blue colored dress with hair …show more content…

The sparkling soft pink colored star with the little boo-boo on its right side is a beautiful imperfection, at least I like to think so. The soft and gentle colors touch her skin very lightly to bring her to reality just as she is inside my head. Splotches of sky blues, light pinks, and lavenders are randomly scattered along her winter coat like paint thrown on canvas without another thought. Oooh do you smell that Bubble? Sniff sniff. I think that mommy made us something good to eat! Please pretty please let them be those fried rolls that are a nice golden brown, but I forgot what they were called- do you remember Bubble?- anyways those were so so so yummy! The sound of me munching on the crisp shell is like an elephant walking on twigs and branches. Crunch crunch crunch! I would swallow as fast as I can just so I can savor the taste as it swims around in my little mouth and works with my enzymes again and

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