(from “The Prisoner Who Wore Glasses” by Bessie Head)
Carl Bernstein tries to not mess up on his first day of work at a newspaper.
"explain how poverty breeds crime" good fucking god this will be a fun essay, #NoSarcasm #Rare #Hashtag
I slip on my helmet, grab my bat, and step into the batter’s box. I am so scared. I am a shaking Chihuahua, waiting to hit. The pitcher throws the first pitch. The ball is moving faster than a cheetah running. I set my hands and swing. I watch the ball fly over the infield. It drops right over the center-fielder’s head. She juggles the ball and throws it to second, but right before the second basemen drops the tag, I am already safe on second. After my hit, there are three more batters up and then three batters out. Before I know, it we were back in the field.
@elloradalyn um the college application essay rough draft is due for me tomorrow and I've honestly wrote none #junioritis