Twigs crunching, birds tweeting in the distance, dimly lit fairy lights wrapped around the tall trees. This is a perfect wedding to me.
The sun is peaking through the top of the trees, as though it is feeling left out of what is going on. My hair is neatly curled with a sparkly silver clip reflecting in the yellow sun.
Everyone is gathered together, on their clean, white wooden chairs, waiting patiently for this special service to begin. Chatter is travelling through my ears as I wait to marry the love of my life.
At the end of the aisle is the man of my dreams with a black bow tie wrapped around his neck and a black blazer hugging his body perfectly.
The music begins and with every step I take closer towards the front, my nerves slowly fade away. Standing tall is a green and pink arch way making the area even more prettier than it is.
Finally I reach the end and a single tear of happiness falls down my blushed cheek as I reach my soon to be husband.
This will be the best day of my life and a good start to my future.
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Descriptive stories, part 1
AdventureI write descriptive stories based on a picture :)