As I walk into the stadium the sound of crackerling popcorn fills my ears. As I sit down in my chair I feel the gum under the chair. While I watch the sport I see the beads of sweat falling off the man's face. I can smell the strong scent of caromel crackerjack. I the sweet taste of buttery popcorn. We can hear the sreams of the people in the crowd. Finnally the game is over.
I here the sound of the crowd yelling when I enter the staduim. I taste the hot sweet taste of funnel cake. I feel the cold metal seats when I sit down. I smell the sweet smell of cotton candy. I hear the colition of helments.
As I walk into the crowd, I can hear the roar of the tigers and lions. When I sit down, I can smell the sweet flavor of cotton candy and the warmness of the funnel cakes. I love to see the wacky dressed men run into walls. As I hear the gray animals sounding their trumpets, I can feel the exitement in the crowd. I love the people yelling having a good time while I smell pies smashed into faces. The wacky music started to play, and I was even more exited. Now the fun has just begun!
As I walk into a huge arena I smell salty popcorn, and sweet cotton candy. I smell gas from motorcycles and other stunt machienes.I taste juciey hot dogs and hamburgers. I see people on durt bikes doing stunts and flips. I see funny men playing jokes on people. As I sniff the air I smell delicious foods. I hear a announcer introducing a show as he shouts the faumous 'ladies and gentelmen' theme.
As we walked in to the backyard we heard the ripping of wraping paper, the yelling of kids on the bounce house,and we here a speicial song. We see kids shovling down ice cream and the flame of the lighter. The scent of the smoke of the lighter and the sweet scent of candy. We taste the ice cream in our mouths. We feel the sticky spoon in our hands.
When I walk down the escalator I can hear the people chattering. I can hear the cha ching of the cash registers. I can see clothes in each and every bag. I smell the new leather shoes. I smell the strong scent of coffee. I can feel the fabric of new clothes. That is how my day was.
I hear shrieking of a woman saying"but I love this dress". The taste of crunchy and salty rotisery chicken in my mouth. I feel the cold hard surface of the marble an the floor. Two little girls having a smackdown over shoes.
I hear the beeps of the price scanner, I sense the begging of children, as I walk in I can hear the sliding of the automatic doors.I see children roaming around, I watch people giving their money to the clerk,
I smell the scent of old spices, I smell the aroma of honey roasted peanuts, I sniff the scent of cookies being sampled. I taste the sweetness of sampled brownies, I taste the saltyness of sunflower seeds.
I feel the roughness of the money as I give it to the clerk, I glide my hand across the smooth peelings of an apple.
I trot into the glass doors that led to the wonderful islels that have the condiments on them. As I walk down that isle I hear the wheels on the floor go clickity clackity. I see the wonderful frozen popsicles and ice cream, and I feel the chills of the frozen section.
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What do you hear?
What do you see?
What do you smell?
What do you taste?
What can you touch/feel?