Edit: This started out as a true story post by me and ended up as a non-true story by Steven. Can you tell where the switch was made? 🙂
It was 11:00 pm. The snow on the road in front of me was sparkly and glittery, so pretty I wanted to make it into a dress and wear it to the presidential ball. This may have been the first time I had ever driven in snow. And when I got up this morning, this was not what I imagined that I would be doing at 11:00 at night.
Also, the stars were out. I was alone. I sang to myself, composing my own songs and pretending I was Taylor Swift only less melodramatic.
i then came across a a house with a snow man in front f it. i then thought it best to knock over the snow man and run. while running to my car i slipped and fell in to a pile of slushy snow. i was so wet and disgusted at my own sight that i then desided to go home. i was not aware of how fast i was going. the next thing i new there was a cop behind me. when the cop came to give me a ticket, he took one look at me and started howling with laughter. i got so mad at him that i ,without think stepped on the gas pedal and drove off. he then proceeded to chase after me again. but this i got a double ticket. it was a miserable night. p.s< my “boy friend” dumped me. and he said that every time he was with me, i made him want to vomit. please help me. i really don’t have a life and i need new boyfriend or else i might just die