Second Chances Story that I had to write to evoke an essay like response
... ” It’s times like these I wish I could find those stupid Barbie sunglasses. Here I am at eleven o’clock at night and this fool is heading toward me with his high beams on. I must say this is still better than that stupid party. I really would have thought that those bullies wouldn’t have given up the chance to hassle the school “geek” that easy. I mean, what’s more fun than scaring someone to the point where you run their car off the road? I had been the school laughing stock for as long as I could remember. Why did I ever think that wearing a new pair of sunglasses to a party was ever going to change that?