Descriptive essay about bonfire

Bonfire Night. Stood in a muddy field underneath the night sky means onlyone thing, its bonfire night. Crowds of people surround me all dressed in big,warm coats and their winter wellies. Shivering, the children are muffled andburied in their cosy knitted scarves and hats.

For example, 'Explosions of neon colors excite the twilight sky like a paint palette being poured incrackling fire. Gold streaks burst into the black canvas sky like a luxury bottle of Moet champagne being popped open and exploding in celebration.'

Logs of wood arecarelessly tossed onto the bonfire like a wet towel in a laundry basket, theheat now becomes more intense and the almighty beast towers and intimidates hisvictims. The crowd becomes silent, the crackle and pop means only onething, the fireworks have started.

I felt congested in the humid air that grew around me as the seconds ticked by. It was long past midnight and I had lost count of the hours as I was waiting in the interminable cold of the night, shuddering with every passing moment. It was the event of the year: New Year's Firework Battle.