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Brave act short paragraph

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Answered by Arfanchatha
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Treble pitch of bird’s bright songs woke me up in a sunny, but wintry morning. I could feel the cold air of winter on my cheek. I couldn’t remember how long Maycomb County hasn’t had winter for. Weather that made trees to dye their hairs and fall on the ground was as cold as Maycomb County usually got. As usual, I walked down to kitchen to get my mug and filled it with hot milk tea. The fragrance and the heat of the tea comforted me from the chilly air. Grabbing a thick comforter, I slowly walked to my favorite couch by the window. The window was facing the street; the street I haven’t walked on for several decades. I could see Finch’s, Maudi’s, Stefanie’s, and Rachel’s places. If I looked really hard, I could even see the post office at the corner. I have been spending most of my time of the day looking outside, watching exciting and active lives of people. I enjoyed seeing Jem and Jean Louise growing up. It’s quite different from how I was raised in my childhood. There wasn’t much I can label as my ‘childhood’ memories. My parents were dull and quite by some uncanny reason. I think it runs through my family, regarding the fact that I am shy and dull. It was a potent life and family style I was in that made me like this. My mom died several days ago. Now both of my parents are gone. Even though they didn’t interact with my life so much when they were alive, having them gone for good still made me feel alone and left behind. In my entire life I could only think of so many memories with my mom, that I could count them by my ten fingers. She left this world quietly while she was sleeping. She just didn’t seem so excited to live the life she lived. There wasn’t anything she pursued. She didn’t have anything that would make her want to live tomorrow. She didn’t have anything she looked forward to. I didn’t want to live my life like her, but now, my life isn’t too different from hers. I got used to sitting on my couch, day dreaming and looking out the window for entire day. The day seems to go faster now then it did when I first got locked in the house. I watched Jem and Jean Louise play with snow and mess with Miss Maudi’s hat. Sun went over the roofs of Finch’s a while ago, but I’m still sitting on my couch as if I am looking at something. I finally got up and dragged my thick warm comforter back to my room. It’s time for bed.

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