Personal Essay

Personal Essay It was a Sunday evening virtually 6 oclock or so, one of the many Sunday evenings where I would cruise around with my father in the car. Though this wasnt beneficial any ordinary Sunday sightseeing excursion with dad. We stop at a red light, and without much enthusiasm observed the pedestrians. A woman, as she walked, fixed the white lacey gossamer vitrine of her dress. It dragged out of her skirt, obviously making her feel self-conscious. A short, stubby man with an overbearing gut was nonchalantly picking his snoot as he ogle the lady adjusting her slip. He stared at her, as though undressing her with his eyes.

I looked at my father, who was looking unspoiled back at me. We both laughed. Being only 8 years old, I was at an age where I be everything hilarious. The very fact that my father and I were looking at the same scene and probably both thinking how misdirect the man seemed made me laugh hysterically. My dad continued to drive. I kept gazing at the scenery o...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com

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