The Jacket (Rough Draft)
I threw my books on my bed and approached a jacket as if it were a beautiful stranger. That jacket was on my bed and it was one amazing black leather jacket with three silver belts made of metal.
Then I yelled, “Mom is this my jacket?”
“Yes” my Mother said. I screamed and threw my other old guacamole colored jacket on the floor that was saying “Put me back on.” I was so happy that old thing was out of my site. I ran around my room with that black leather jacket then I put in on and looked in the mirror, I looked amazing. My mom must love me like a baby loves to sleep. Then from that moment on I knew that I would be the most popular kid at school.
I ran down stairs and hugged my mother so tight she was going to
I threw my books on my bed and approached a jacket as if it were a beautiful stranger. That jacket was on my bed and it was one amazing black leather jacket with three silver belts made of metal.
Then I yelled, “Mom is this my jacket?”
“Yes” my Mother said. I screamed and threw my other old guacamole colored jacket on the floor that was saying “Put me back on.” I was so happy that old thing was out of my site. I ran around my room with that black leather jacket then I put in on and looked in the mirror, I looked amazing. My mom must love me like a baby loves to sleep. Then from that moment on I knew that I would be the most popular kid at school.
I ran down stairs and hugged my mother so tight she was going to