English Journal #21: Describe your Thanksgiving in detail

As I walked through the front door I was greeted with the thunderous barks of dogs, the loud voices of the two most horrible people, and the shrill scream of out-of-hand children. In that moment, I was worried what might come later in the meal in this house of horrors.

At dinnertime I isolated myself, staying quiet and unnoticed. The food was wonderful and was the only thing keeping me content and pausing me from going absolutely crazy. The colorful food filled the table and created a warm, confronting smell. In the section of time, we came together as peacefully as we ever had. Just as we finished, the loud house full of banter and cruel jokes returned.

Let’s just say that it was a breath of fresh air walking out that door.

 

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