A False Story
...le hours. I have a lot of friends in Rexdale, one of the worst areas in Toronto, so I decided to go pass my time there. I picked up a few of my friends and we went to a little restaurant I know called “Leno’s.” It’s a little Italian restaurant that makes the best mochachinos. After we finished our drinks we had decided to go back to my friend’s house to watch a movie and relax. As I went to open the car door I noticed a few dents on the side of the car. As if that wasn’t bad enough, one of my rear tires was slashed. I knew when I got home I was going to get it. My friend, the handy man that he is fixed the slashed tire with the spare tire in the trunk. I went hom...