Sitting in the same chair for three hours trying to think of something to write about is probably the most frustrating thing in the entire world. At this point I give up and close the Microsoft document that still remains blank. I got up and picked up my favorite book of all time," Great Expectations". Something about the story of young Pip growing up to be such a well established man and prospering throughout all tough times he faced mak-
"GOT IT," I yelled out loud, interrupting my thought process. I sprinted to the computer and reopened the document.
Dear Society,
Will someone please explain to me why our population feel it's okay to have no regard for other people? Especially to our elders. Respecting your elders means to use good manners, help in anyway you can, show them appreciation, but people can't seem to grasp that concept. Something as simple as saying "Yes please" or "Thank you" is getting to be so unheard of in this day in edge it's ridiculous. On the topic of manners, is chewing with your mouth closed or putting a napkin in your lap so incredibly difficult? It is not difficult at all, so please try to do that. I can not express to you how impressed the superior people around you will be if you do these simple things. In conclusion, be polite to those around you, and use the good manners your parents taught you. Pour l'instant au revoir.
Sincerely,
The Writer
I save the letter and email it to Ashley, proud of myself for being able to write it so easily. Setting aside the fact that it took three and a half hours of thinking before I wrote anything. I closed the laptop and laid down to read my book when the doorbell rings. I get up and make my way downstairs, having absolutely no idea who it could be. Moms at work, and I'm not expecting anyone else. I opened the door to a boy with sandy brown hair and bright green eyes. I recognize him as none other than Eli Carter, the only real guy friend I have.
"ELI!" I yelled, and engulfed him in a hug.
"Sam." He said, a big goofy grin on his face," Excited to see me?"
I smiled back, surprised to see him back so soon.
"How was Europe? Take a lot of good pictures for me?" I asked.
"Actually," he pauses and reaches in his pocket," I got you this."
He pulls out a long silver bracelet with three charms on it. One is the Eiffel Tower, another is the Statue of Athena, and the last is The Arch De Triomphe.
"Gee thanks, a ten dollar bracelet from some tourist attraction in Europe." I say with a laugh.
"Before you scoff and complain, hear me out. It may be "some ten dollar bracelet", but each of the three charms was taken to each location, and has a scuff mark on the back where I rubbed it against each attraction. So hah! Not so sucky now, is it?" He said and stuck his tongue out at me, laughing the whole time.
My jaw dropped and I finally managed to say," This actually touched the Statue of Athena? You didn't get in trouble for that?"
"Actually I did, but all the trouble in the world is worth your smile." He said sarcastically.
"Thanks Eli! You're the best! Now let me fill you in on what you've missed." I said, dragging him in the house and explaining what has happened over the three months he was gone.
