On a hot sultry summer day in the dog days of August an intense heat was stagnant over the island. This kind of heat was one that could fry egg on concrete. My best friend George found two battery powered toy cars that children across the street used to play with everyday. The two cars were worn out so much that the electronic wires and cover were dragging on the floor. The cars must have …showed first 75 words of 999 total…

…showed last 75 words of 999 total…drove me home. <Tab/>Finally, after coming home after a day of hell all my friends that heard about the incident started telling me stories about how their bikes got stolen. I new I had to be careful the next time I brought out a prized possession of mine in a rugged neighborhood like this one. But I was not to blame, it was simply my common sense that failed me.