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creative writer, good at sensory details

$9/hr Starting at $500

example: I feel the coldness of the white powder as i step forth onto the ice riddled road, my face numb in the tragedy of jack frosts kiss. i know my house if only a little ways away but the discouragement of the weather leaves me wanting to join it in the solid form it gives as my feet drag in the snow. Grabbing my coat and holding it close, so close as if it were a desired being as i walk farther and farther into the blank white canvas of white.I see my house covered in the cotton like snow but still far away barely able to feel my legs I see them move faster as if they too knew warth was ahead. My worn out hazel colored boots were now covered in white as I grew closer and closer to the warmth in which I desired so much. finally when reaching the mirror covered steps i grab the handle bars as i slide my way across each step making my way slowly but surely up to the door. finally meeting the door with my frozen hands i twist the door knob and enter and feel the soothing burn of the warmth of my house i enter and close the door to the ice crazed world behind me.

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$9/hr Ongoing

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example: I feel the coldness of the white powder as i step forth onto the ice riddled road, my face numb in the tragedy of jack frosts kiss. i know my house if only a little ways away but the discouragement of the weather leaves me wanting to join it in the solid form it gives as my feet drag in the snow. Grabbing my coat and holding it close, so close as if it were a desired being as i walk farther and farther into the blank white canvas of white.I see my house covered in the cotton like snow but still far away barely able to feel my legs I see them move faster as if they too knew warth was ahead. My worn out hazel colored boots were now covered in white as I grew closer and closer to the warmth in which I desired so much. finally when reaching the mirror covered steps i grab the handle bars as i slide my way across each step making my way slowly but surely up to the door. finally meeting the door with my frozen hands i twist the door knob and enter and feel the soothing burn of the warmth of my house i enter and close the door to the ice crazed world behind me.

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