Visual Me Narrative

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Color coordinated like a candy cane at Christmas, I look through my window that I considered my real life television; I watched Mother Nature’s realistic display of true art. Coconut trees sway left to right and breaks the vicious slap from the ocean breeze that manifest into a gently blow on my face. The branches move rapidly and create the sound of an audience from a distance cheering. The glare from the early morning sun displays the silhouette of the hills on the horizon; It glistens on the ocean’s turquoise surface like a brilliantly cut princess diamond when light reflects from its surface. The sense of tranquility takes over when the sound of chirping birds flood your ears and a swarm of butterflies kiss every hibiscus on the flower bed. …show more content…
The missing louvers from the closet doors were from the many fights that brother and I had. The markings on the chest of drawers were from the moments I tried to express my creativity.
As I exited the room, I began to hear intense whispers. Walking cautiously to the staircase that leads directly to the master suite, the whispers were more defined and I now I hear mother and father arguing and using sharp words like two knights fighting with a sword. It was then I realized how powerful a tongue could be. As the arguing intensified, my heart began the sprint like a cheetah chasing its prey in the Sahara desert. My eyes burst with water and continued to flow and I began to feel pain as if my heart was being ripped out of my chest and my lungs were being tied into a knot gasping for