This is a paper I wrote for my freshman English class. The assignment was to write about some significant event in your life. I, of course, bent the rules a bit or did I...
It was a day just like any other day. Except on this particular day we needed to buy some stuff, stuff we were in desperate need of or at least kind of wanted.
My friends and I sat in our room as we debated which store to go to. After surveying all the options, we decided to go to a Target near by. We hopped in the car and our hearts were filled with joy just thinking about the delightful things we might buy.
We arrived at our destination and started to walk in. On the way, one of the guys said, "Hey look a shopping cart." We all laughed the whole way in. That's not where carts belong.
The store had everything someone could ever dream of, provided that they didn't have too much of an imagination. Cody, one of the gentlemen who went with me on this fabulous adventure, grabbed a shopping cart to hold all the amazing things which would later fill it.
One isle had cookies and soft-drinks and another had plates and cups presumably to hold the cookies and soft-drinks. Target had soda on sale so the two other guys stocked up on it. I, on the other hand, bought some Gatorade which wasn't on sale, but alas the money bags that I am bought it all the same.
After our soft-drink procurement we went in search of a fan for my room. We went all over the store in search of this exclusive item to no avail. Later we learned that the store no longer had fans in stock. However they had heaters, but seeing as how we wanted to cool our room down this was not an option.
The adventure continued as we searched for a power strip to plug electrical devices into. Our route to this purchase was a long and windy one. Other things were bought on the way. Like a pair of pants that were on sale for six dollars. At this incredible bargain we were overjoyed. Also, we stumbled upon huge plastic swords for Halloween. As we stopped and marveled at such a wonderful thing as a ridiculously large plastic sword for Halloween we couldn't help but wonder where in the world could the power strips be.
On down the isle with movies and through the one with funny smelling ointments, our prize sat woefully on the bottom shelf. Beneath more important items such as alarm clocks. As I began to ponder this truth of the world something shinny caught my eye and I put the now forgotten power provider into my basket. Thus is the epitaph for all things old: We checked out and put our hold into the car.
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