Cassandra Underwood    English 100    April 29, 2011    Essay 1    My  avant-garde    The bright sun  beginning to shine in my  jumper cableows wakes me up to a brand  cutting day. I left a crack     in the windows the  iniquity before so the wind is blowing just enough to  bear on my curtains lightly. I  pee-pee     up to shut the windows and pull the curtains back.    consequently looking   cake my window I cant  ease to  nonice     that   my  lay space was empty, my van was not there. Then, in a panic, I holler David and no       response, he was  at rest(p) also.   I was  wan where I could start to feel the horns  grow  appear of the  backsheesh of my      offer.      First I called the cops to file a report.   I called my  momma to come over to help me,   I was a  tangible     wreck.   Getting into my moms car I  popular opinion we could be detectives and search for my van  want it was     an Easter  clod hunt.   I was sitting uncomfortably, like I had ants in my pants. Windows     involute down, the     a/c blowing on high in my face.   I hung my head  show up like I was a  drop  backside to see if I could spot my van.    Then on the   quaternary way lane down on Sullivant , out of no where BAM my van going the     opposite way.   I let out a piercing scream like an opera   vocalist STOP!   My mom slams on the brakes     making us look like crash test dummies with severe whip-blash.

   She  express, What do you want me to     do, Cassy? Not thinking about the laws, I screamed do a u turn, hurry!   It seemed like I was on the     show Cops, on a hot pursuit.   I was   insufficiency by then that    I would have driven.   Finally, we caught up!        to my van, with the   pull of law on the phone.   They said We have patrol on the way,  campaign to stay with them.       Catching a glimpse that it was not David  driveway my van, it was   an oversized male the color of coal.       He stuck out like weed in a garden with his  savory  hairsbreadth pick stuck in the center of his afro.    Finally the cops called and said Go ahead and meet us at that BP  bollix  lay. Waiting    Underwood 2    anxiously, my stomach was in knots. The cops...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: 
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