Writing with your senses

Situation to re-write: It was time for breakfast. Sense: Smell/Taste

I walked down the stairs as the smell of bacon drifted up, there was something else there too, it smelled sweet and fresh. It was hot and sticky and it smelled so delicious. I walked into the kitchen and saw Josh standing over the stove and as I walked in he turned with a plate of "Pancakes" I practically screamed. I pulled the plate from his hands and sat down shoving and scolding hot piece in my mouth. I could taste the batter which was cooked to perfection and I felt it melt in my mouth. The maple syrup was adding to the whole thing giving it a sugary sweet taste.

Situation to re-write: It was a dark and stormy night Sense: Hear

She was stretched out on the couch watching a movie when the rain came lashing on the windows like a thousand tiny bullets. She turned the sound up. There was a low rumble, like the sound a big cat makes when it is somewhere between agitated and contempt. That was when the first clap came. She jumped with the noise it generated. It was as if someone was clapping magnified about a thousand times. And as this came she gave up with finishing the movie, got up and went to bed.

Situation to re-write: She cuddled up to her teddy bear Sense: Touch/Feel

After she said goodnight to her parents Lily ran up the stairs wanting to get to the comfort of her bed and Earnest before the monsters got her. As she arrived in her room she leaped onto the bed and wriggled under the covers. And as she did this, she grabbed him and felt his softness. It was as if she was touching a furry cloud. She held him close feeling the velvety softness of his bow tie and the cold plastic of his eyes. And in that moment, she knew he would protect her from any monsters that were to come for her.

Situation to re-write: They were walking down the street in the city Sense: Sight

As I stepped from the darkness of the alley I was blinded by the harsh city lights and as I looked around I saw the ads. The expensive clothing brands that no body could afford and the bright colours used in their campaigns. I felt at risk here. It was too bright. In the alley you could not see a foot in front of you. But here, it was as if in this one street god had decided to keep it eternally daytime.