Descriptive Essay

The backyard is the most relaxing and enjoyable area of any one's house. The combination of a swing, a gathering table, and a variety of flowers creates this scenery of tea time in some rich European country. But, for some reason, it just doesn't apply to us-- an Asian family. On a warm and sunny day, I decided that it would be a nice idea to spend a bit of the afternoon just chilling in the backyard, so I happily walked towards the door in the kitchen which leads me to the backyard. I was expecting that the moment  I open that door, I would be seeing a scene as those shown in the movies: blue sky, birds flying and chirping, green grass, and flowers blooming across the entire garden. My imaginations shattered as my neighbor's dog let out its terrifying bark-- for some reasons, it doesn't seem to like anyone else besides its owners. To make the matters even worse, as I walked down the wooden deck, right in front of my eyes was just a complete mess. The moment I stepped onto the ground, a smell of dirt and rotten produce approached me. I then walked further into the garden; all that I could've seen were a mixture of variety of veggies, and other produce grown from seeds. As I walk closer to the half dead cherry tree, I feel the stems from the squashes-which have overlapped each other- stabbing onto my skin. Getting out is my only option now or I will just get stuck in the middle of all these green monsters. But getting out was harder a job than I imagined it would be. I spent quite a bit of time trying my best to get out of this mess and when I finally got out, I came out with mosquito bites all over the skin of mine that was not covered with clothing. I walked backed towards my house passing by the messing garden and feeling all annoyed and itchy at the same time. As I walked up the wooden deck and before I reached the door, I turned back and questioned myself for a second. I remember my self asking, is this really a backyard? With no doubt this is my backyard but it is just a bit unique compared to other backyards. I thought to myself that some day it will be like other backyards but I figured that that some day will never come.