Thursday, June 7, 2018
100WC #34 by Hayley.
I was my sixteenth birthday and I had just passed my drivers test. My parents said that they would buy me a car I was so excited. When i heard a honk a looked outside and saw this huge pink car driving over the bridge with my dad at the driver's seat, I couldn't speak. The first thing that popped in my mind was ¨I HATE pink.¨But the worst part was the car was the type i wanted. I didn't know what to do so I decided not to worry and went and sprinkled sugar on my daffodil cookies.
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Hayley,
ReplyDeleteYour piece reminds me of a GOOD LUCK/BAD LUCK story. I can only imagine the mix of emotions: delight and embarrassment, for example.
Keep writing.
Mrs. G., Team 100, Guilderland, NY, USA