To Kill A Mockingbird Descriptive Writing

The big yellow round sun blazed in the clear blue sky with not a cloud in sight. A steady constant stream of cars begins to enter through the small rusty gates, filling up the parking lot like a cup filling up with water along with the numerous big yellow school busses. Anxious, nervous, and excited runners were filing off the buses and wandering off to find their teammates and tents. The fans also come slowly trickling in like bees attracted to a honeycomb. A concession stand, smelling of buttery popcorn, stood off to the side bustling with life as a little green eyed, ginger colored hair girl in her mother’s arms could be seen begging pleadingly for a big bright red lollipop. The med tent mostly empty with the exception of a few runners who

The timers near the finish lines start their timers and the intense rivalries between individuals and schools start with the gun as the runners take off. The course, now filled with hundreds of hot runners, is matted down as the runners run over and trample it. Action and intense competition filled the air. The fans all crowd around the edges of the course pushing and trying to get the best view of their favorite athlete or team. The parking lot’s now packed to a max with only a few forgetful spectators running back to their cars for forgotten items. Similar to the parking lot, concessions only has a select few little children to whom candy is more important than their older siblings. Team tents vacant, except for the food and it’s wafting aroma left to be eaten after the race along with numerous numerous sweat stained smelly duffle bags. The finish line shoot, now bustling with activity, has the clock running, bustling with the activity of exhausted sweat drenched runners stumbling across it. The smell of sweat now filled the air along with the sound of the occasional cry from the medical tent which was now filled with runners who either had dropes out of the race or had already finished and hurt themselves and were in