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Thursday, December 13, 2018

'A firework display Essay\r'

'The dull, sable water of Lake Windermere was surrounded by the happiness and gag of the anticipating audience. Children spontaneously danced round the hypnotising bonfire, entirely to be outshone by the dazzling fireworks as they spiralled into the pitch black flip-flop. odoriferous delicious smells filtered through the air as aliment was prepared. Bright open-eyeds and heckles from the games stalls lured the children in like a lion to its prey. balefire Night at Lake Windermere is a shadow to be remembered!\r\nFireworks lighten up the sky like the neon glow of the Northern lights. The sounds and influence exploding from them were phenomenal. A colossal rocket pierced the wickedness sky as it crackled and popped skyward to its doom. Catherine wheels spun like banshees nerve-wracking to escape the clutches of its captor, in the end slowing to an unspectacular end. Sprays of crimson lava spewed from the fountain firework like a mini volcanic eruption. Everyone seemed to s top and watch in wonder as the blood red murk from the traffic light entranced them, the spell finally broken when a wave of aluminous jet light gave them the signal to move along.\r\nJuices drizzled and sizzled from the burgers. The smell of salt and vinegar wafted through the air, as succulent calorifacient dogs were grilled on the barbecue. Children buzzed nearly like bees pursue the sweet smelling nectar of popcorn and sugarcoat floss as it lingered in the air. Bonfire darkness favourites, sticky toffee apples and treacle toffee, are cosmos devoured messily, but tasted as sweet as honey. Parents despair as over enthusiastic children scream and shout, only to be tamed by the promise of treats from the calibre stall owners. Fluffy animals are dangled everywhere. Delightful squeals take over around the amusements stall, as the game is finally conquered and achievement is obtained and the priceless spoils are plentyed over.\r\nExcited children hopped around the raging crackling bonfire as they as if by magic created mystical images with glowing sparklers. Cold, weary adverts are emaciated to the w weaponth and comfort of the roaring flames, as it easily breathed life back into their chilled bodies. The heat morose their faces red like fresh juicy cherries. The impertinent yellow and orange flickering blaze attract and memorised the crowd, and the inferno roared like a dragon as it spat and spluttered singed wood and charcoal. Like a cat, the flames bat the scrawny Guy Fawkes at the top. He stood there, lifeless, urbane in tatty old clothes with shimmery red eyes, and looked like the devil as he was engulfed and consumed by the intense fire. Smoke fill up the air. It tasted bitter, and snaked and slithered into the ceremonial eyes of the crowd making them glisten and sting.\r\nCouples, hand in hand, romantically sauntered brush up to the icy amnionic fluid edge. Together as one they would light their lantern, osculation gently, and t hen snuggle together to watch as it gracefully glided and twirled across the glistening lake like a prima ballerina. The silence, tranquilly and romance was broken as children raced to the lake eager to be the first one to light one of the special lanterns. Their hands shook as they tried so hard to be wary with the wafer thin lantern. As they cautiously set the lanterns down onto the rippling water, it gradually edged its way into the dark-skinned unknown. The once murky dark lake was now lit up like a Christmas tree, with fireflies shimmering across its surface.\r\nBonfire Night drew to a close. Tired, weary children were snuggle up like little lambs in their parent’s arms, all ready for their warm tea cosy bed, their favourite teddy bear, and a good wickedness kiss from Mum and Dad. Couples arm in arm gradually walked home. A relaxed and content glow on all their faces after a fun filled evening. The once raging bonfire was now tho glowing embers twisting and turning like fireflies. The night sky returned to its peaceful existence. The smell of gunpowder was everywhere, and the lake reflect the night sky with the lanterns twinkling like stars.\r\n'

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