I love to be in Colorado, on the ski lift, feeling the cool breeze in my red face. I love it when we lift up the bar and lift our skis to get off the lift. I love it when I ask my dad, “Which way are we turning?” and then he says, “Left.” And then I say, “Ok, left, right?” and my dad says, “Right.” I love it when my siblings, my dad, and I are all squished together on the three seater and I ask for some water. I love everyone struggling not to drop anything while someone takes off their backpack to hand me a water bottle with three drops left when I am sitting on the opposite side of the chair. I love it when we make memories while skiing. The total wipeouts, the super cool 360’s that my brother does, and me and my sister pulling each other with a ski pull so that we don't have to properly ski. I love my family so much, and Colorado will always be in my heart.

Soccer is a huge phenomenon amongst the world. It is the most popular and arguably best sport in the world. It diffuses its way into the media and has millions of ardent fans and players around the world. There are thousands of skilled and talented players around the world. Soccer seems to be inexorable from dying out and becoming less popular. It is a sport with the perpetual idea of a game where you use your feet to kick a ball into the goal. Soccer has been around for well over a century now. Millions of people are fervent fans of soccer and love playing it too. Soccer has made a huge impact on the world and dominates the sports scene in many countries, like South America, Africa, and Europe. Love it or hate it, there’s no denying that soccer is the biggest sport in the world.

An intense black gaze stares forward towards an unknown beyond. His cheeks illuminated by the sun’s orange glow appear youthful, but a chiseled jawline conflicts with juvenile looks. His arched brows lead directly to wrinkles in a forehead plastered with sweat; resting there are two thick strips of hair showing underneath a deep navy turbin. A single ear can be seen poking out of the right side of his head, concealed by the jet black color of his hair and shadows cast by the setting sun. His cheeks spotted with coffee colored freckles, lead all the way down to his neck and upper chest, which is exposed to the sunlight. The garments on his chest differ from the background consisting of pale sandbags and a cloudless sky. But, most unique of this juvenile man’s appearance is the belt of lead ammunition draping across his denim chest covering. These bronze tinted killers not only strip this child of his youth, but show battle doesn’t have an age limit. This ammunition is accompanied by a large automatic rifle which lies casually upon a sandbag. The long alloy barrel juts into the sky, its body consisting of a wooden handle and a large box where the ammunition is held. The youthful man’s posture is relaxed yet tense, his expression blank yet full of emotion. Upon his chest he wears a loose robe the color of a pine tree which covers both arms and blends into a dark pair of slacks. His meaty palms tightly wrapped around a sandbag show fingernails caked with dirt and knuckles pointing out of his copper toned skin. His wrinkles and emotionless appearance seem too mature for his childish stature and other body features; these conflicting images make it almost impossible to determine his age.

Words Not Being Able to be Used: eyes, bullets, blue, green, gun, sad, war, nose, mouth, brown, dark, hands, face, vest, metallic, shirt, pants, boy, scarf, and young

The adolescent gazes upwards, her dark amber pupils polished.  Her cinnamon skin is stretched around her forehead, creating wrinkles on the top of her face.  The teen’s newly washed face glows from the light around her.  Her mocha arms seem to contrast with her vibrant appearance.  Her mouth is blank with a flat, removed appearance.  The adolescent’s lips are small and have a tint of ballerina pink.  A single ocean blue earring is visible on her ear.  Its metallic hoop shines in the light.  Her damp charcoal locks are brushed backwards from the bright brush in her hand.  The shimmering scarlet pick struggles to brush through her damp mane.  It contrasts with everything else around the adolescent because of its vibrant appearance.  The teen’s cedar hands hold the brush and help to brush it through.  The black and tan wristlet is bumpy and ridged; it sinks down on her arm.  Her oversized garments hang around her newly washed figure.  Her arms are raised in the air, creating wrinkles in her shirt that look like rolling hills.  The shirt has an earthy oyster tint with a collar on top, hugging her neck.  Underneath the collar, a metallic silver zipper shows.  It reaches down to near her chest with a glistening hazelnut hue.  It clings tight to her collar.  Her shirt bunches up around her arms, creating ripples of oat fabric.  The upper part of her shirt is soaked with water from her newly washed mane.  It drips down her shirt creating dark shadows on her chest.  The adolescent’s raised arm produces a dark shadow on the left half of her body that fades moving right.  She sits unaccompanied on a striped cushion, with dark tan walls rusting behind her.  Her smooth pants have stitching traveling down her legs.  They have a dark sage green tint that matches with her shirt.  Her sitting stature creates wrinkles throughout the pants that cling loosely to her body.   

Words I Couldn’t Use

beige, brown, cleaning, expressionless, young, dirty, alone, bored, red pops out, eyebrows, plain coloring, wet, dry, resting, sunny, glossy eyes, simple, big clothing, child, girl, hair, comb, bracelet

Words Unable To Use

Sad, helpless, little, warm, young, scared, dirty, fuzzy, confused, brow, eyes, frowning, dark background, blue, flowers, blankets, hat, knit, not clean, upset, small, hopeful, baby, wrap

A newborn is masked before the world, protected from the abysmal black void behind him by a fabric cloak that drapes over him. Tattered and well worn, but not quite torn though it’s age is easily seen through the loose thread ends and stray strings that spew amongst its seams. The homemade edges are clamped together by a rope of cloth, shrouding the infant's body from the cold and rough world. Beneath the covering lays a cantaloupe colored towel, a sheath-like cloth keeping warmth within. A red and white shirt pops out from below; it is bright but dulled by silt and dirt. A beanie rests upon his head; it is handmade and conjoins green and white wool together with little spurts of red. Small knots of wool gather atop the yarn like goosebumps on a chilly day. Thin slivers of hair rest above his two pearly white bulbs. The skin above them is soft and silky. The fibers; like peach fuzz, are faint and barely noticeable. The fuzz resembles the few hairs atop a bald man's scalp. Hiding underneath the black streaks of soot are the child’s plump and rounded cheeks. They are like pinches of balled dough, softly rolled into perfectly small bunches. Each of them are covered with dust like the face of a miner at work. Two slim lines of red skin bind together and protrude from his face, encasing his mouth, one tightly folded over another. His nose is delicate and dry as crust gathers beneath it. He gazes through the spherical balls on each side of his nose. They are small and slanted with little flaps of skin protecting the edges of each of the precious marbles. Glistening like stars in the sky on a clear summer night, they leap out at the camera. The marbles gaze outwards into the abyss that lies ahead of him. His stare is quiet and kind, yet powerful like a pretty cat with sharp claws. The glassy balloons pop out from each side of his face. They resemble diamonds amongst the dirt, shining throughout all the trouble. 

She perches against a flaking gate, staring through dark irises.  The wood planks she leans on have half the white finish they once did: now they wear scratches and scrapes the color of walnuts.  She stands a couple inches away from the gate, leaning forward to reach it.  Her short, black hair is curved into “C”s.  Her piercings are adorned with the white spheres from ocean clams, hanging on by a thin line of gold.  They drop down just below the end of her nose, which is about an inch wide and flattened slightly.  On her caramel face, a rosewood mouth remains in a neutral line. Her face is of a minor’s, but phantom lines pour down from her nose’s bridge, landing at the corners of her mouth.  They form an upside-down “U” in the center of her face.  Next to her shadowed neck are flamingo-colored stitchings with ruffled fabric cascading down her shoulders.  Her clothes run from her torso to her thigh, as the top and skirt have been seamed together.  Her arms are thin and bony but appear strong as she leans against the wood.  At the end of her left forearm, she wears a metal wristband the color of metallic gray.  At the same time, her right hand clenches the side of a gate plank.  Waterlogged up to her waist in front of an old building, she stands like a statue, conveying no emotion.  It appears to be made of turquoise painted wood, like the deepest parts of the ocean.  There is a sign next to the aqua door that reads “68” in large, platinum font.  The building has a chocolate-hued roof with old shingles.  A tree stands above her, revealing a single branch with dark leaves.  The lake-like body of water she stands in seems to have a seal of shamrock over the surface, as far as the eye can see.  Some of the lime-colored clumps got stuck to her hands and arms as she’d been traveling through it.  Other than her wet clothes, she appears clean.  

Words not to be used:

Pond, young, pink, fence, run-down, small, plant, earring, bracelet, serious, belt, brown-eyes, sleeves, house, curls, dress, green, flood, girl, algae, silver, pearl

Words you can’t use:

Eye, young, blue, face, plaid, white, different, dark, lips, collar, ear, thin, cheeks, hair, bandanna/sling thing, kid, button, eyebrows, eyebags, dusty

A beautiful child, placed in front of a camera, staring, but kindly. This very youthful child has bright, sky-colored orbs placed perfectly in his head. But one of the orbs is mostly brown, with just a splash of the ocean. His espresso colored skin is dirty. It is hard to tell where he is because the photo is focused on him, making the background blurry. It looks as though he is in a tent, because the viewer can slightly see the silhouette of some shapes through it. He is wearing a grey and navy sleeveless shirt which has a patch on the top right but it's hard to tell what is on it. His head is shaved down very short. It seems to be hot out because of the clothing he is wearing and because it seems to be taking place outside in a tent. There is a bandage wrapped around his head. It looks like a torn up piece of fabric. The cloth is wrapped around the top and side of his head and tied off at his right temple, right above the scar on his forehead. He has been injured. But how? He is just a child. He is little. He seems as though he has not been injured. As though that large wrap around his head is nothing. His stature and the slight furrow in his brows make him look strong. He doesn’t look afraid or scared but the dirt on his skin and the bandage on his head makes it look like he has been through a lot. He is just sitting politely for the man behind the camera. 

Words you can’t use:

Young, France, hair, freckled, coffee, chain, grey, sweatpants, worker, red, white, blue, dirty, baggy, empty, eyes, worn, down, yellow, cups, big, nose, wooden, tray, sweatshirt, lean, roller, something

Words unable to be used:

Thought, intrigued, learning, gentle, blue, eyes, small, hand, young, interest, struggle, under, overall, nose, skin, sweater, mind, searching, soft, finger, lips, face, language, reading

A small child stands upon a disheveled floor with a chess like pattern. The room he stands in is covered with a thin layer of dust and has trash pieces laying in a few spots. It’s very dull. He stands tilted slightly against a wall which has a poster of a female. This boy carries a deep gaze with inky pupils on ivory. His brows are thin and straight, almost transparent, and seem to blend in with his face. The boy’s small nose is round with cherry undertones. His lips are the color of dried roses. They curl down making him look sorrowful. His curly raven locks envelop his head like a midnight cloud. They are short, fluffy, and a little bit unkempt. One ear sticks out from the bottom of the cloud. The child’s rounded torso fills out the small, elastic, ruby garment he wears on his hips. The cloth hugs his waist and his round belly button rests atop the fabric. He stands in a curved position. One arm lays flat across his stomach while the other hangs down. His leg is straight while the other is bent slightly. They create a triangular formation. One of his heels lays flat on the floor while his toes on the other foot point downward. The boy has a golden complexion. His locks and outfit upon his glowing complexion make him stand out. The room’s colors are dulled and dusty. They are old and worn. He is a youth within it. He is a juvenile toddler; his baby fat has yet to disappear. There are small rolls by his neck, shoulders, and knees. This area appears to have existed much before him. He is a bright contrast to its dullness. He stands within his surroundings as new in contrast with all the older, more warped items around him. The space was once new as he was. It too has colors of ruby and raven. While those colors are now dimmed, his are bright. He is a bright ruby raven in a faded room. 

Can’t Use:

Tired, young, sad, leaning, brown eyes, red clothes, long hair, advertisement, tiles, dirty, dark skin, frowning, littered, Thailand, hungry, black and white, drink, woman, beautiful, checkered

I can’t use:

Old, red, beige, beard, black, sharp, metal, rope, neutral, tarnished, carrying, sword, dark, worn, eyes, turban, clear, sky, busy, working, gray, hair, blue, gold, spear, hand

The sun shines through the heavens as the warm light reflects off the cold, watery stare of this man. His pupils, while barely shown, exude a moody color. The top of his head is covered by a great, navy covering that is wrapped around his head. He holds a long, wooden pole with a pointed silver tip that is held with a firm grip. The grip is covered with wrinkles and signs of a life of hard, manual labor. His face is covered by long and bushy whiskers that outstretch from his nose outwards and from his chin downwards. They are a deep brown with highlights of silver and a slightly brighter brown. His lips barely show past his whiskers and what little shows reveals a brown of similar intensity to the whiskers that hide it. His long nose is straight and shows a slight shine from the sun, surely because of sweat. His face wears slight wrinkles protruding from the sides of his pupils that show some of the first signs of age. He is wearing a tan shirt with sweat seeping out through the silky fabric. This shirt has an opened zipper at the lower stomach next to the center where shining clasps keep this shirt from falling off. On the other side of these clasps is an unopened zipper that is nearly covered by a yellow harness. The yellow strap has faded designs of green and purple and is nearly covered by a crimson harness hovered in designs of a bright yellowy silver. The crimson band appears to be greater in size than the yellow one, as well as having less faded designs. Next to this strap is what appears to be a handle protruding from in between his arm and his body, which is made of a similar material to the pointed end of his wooden pole. This shaft has many patterns on it, including a sun-shaped design that has a pyramid on top. Below this sun shape was a small part of the handle that wrapped around it and connected the top to the sun pattern of the bottom. Next to the shaft he wore a shining silver bracelet that appeared far less aged and dirty than his handle or the tip of his wooden pole. In his grasp near the bracelet, he holds a combination of many large, twisted threads that come together to create a stronger, larger thread. 

Word List:

Red, green, rings, metal, gold, neck, teeth, black, hand, bracelet, silver, blue, smile, old, wrinkle(s/ed), woman, ears, towel, lean, eyes/eyebrows, string, head, wrap