This is a piece I wrote when I was younger but I'm somewhat proud of and I wanted to share it.
As I peeped out of the thorny, dry bushes I saw a secluded pond. Eerie voices were all I could hear among the nightlife animals. The pond was surrounded by moist, luscious, green grass, adding effect of the beauteous place I found myself in. The moonlight hit the pond providing a bright, magical light and that was when I saw her. A youthful maiden with a small, curvaceous body. Her voluptuous, silver hair flowing in the invisible breeze. Her soft, pale skin showing no emotion, but her ocean blue eyes let a small tear run down her face. Her pristine, beige, frilly dress made her look like a princess. Her figure glowed in the moonlight as she stood in the majestic pond with her thoughtful, pink lips. The way she graciously took tiny steps back and forth, I had never seen an angelic beauty in my whole life. She herself was the jewel of the forest, the 'Moonlight Majesty'.