Oddessey
Prabhnoor Bassi
2/24/14
Final Draft Standing there surrounded in the fluffy, white layer of snow, arms at my side, and legs frozen in excitement. My thick blue and gray sweatshirt clinging to my skin feeling as if it was a mere t-shirt, it felt like a little baby clinging to his mother. It had been a very relaxed, humorous and joyful night at the Everett mall theaters. We had just finished watching the movie Ride Along, featuring Kevin Hart and Ice Cube. My friends and I were all stuffed up to our heads with popcorn, creamy butter, and different assortments of soda pops. In the cool, electrifying night air, the essence of popcorn was overwhelming where the group of friends stood chit-chatting in a circle. The pitter-patter of the snow was picking up at a breakneck pace. Despite all of this excitement, I only had one thought, to get to my Ithaca safe. To get home safe. As my friends and I all hopped into the black Honda Pilot that belonged to my companion Shubh’s father, we awaited that the sluggish and extremely slow ride to Shubh’s humble abode would soon be over. Due to the weather conditions, we could only go 40 miles per hour on the speedway. I was sitting in the middle seat of the middle row, squished between my brother Puneet, and coincidently between another young fellow also named Puneet. We were way too busy clicking pictures of the snowy wonderland that Everett Mall Way had become. Enjoying ourselves, we felt like Odysseys’ on the island of the lotus-eaters. We didn’t want to leave that place because of all of the amusement of the snow we had. Suddenly, the black SUV lurched to a quick stop, flinging everyone in the vehicle forward. We all soon discovered that the sudden stop was because a very numbskull young man had thought he was hilarious. We watched in frustration as he giggled by not being stunned at the slightest. He was a lucky man that our truck had 4 wheel drive, and that allowed him to get away for his mischief unharmed. Proceeding further
2/24/14
Final Draft Standing there surrounded in the fluffy, white layer of snow, arms at my side, and legs frozen in excitement. My thick blue and gray sweatshirt clinging to my skin feeling as if it was a mere t-shirt, it felt like a little baby clinging to his mother. It had been a very relaxed, humorous and joyful night at the Everett mall theaters. We had just finished watching the movie Ride Along, featuring Kevin Hart and Ice Cube. My friends and I were all stuffed up to our heads with popcorn, creamy butter, and different assortments of soda pops. In the cool, electrifying night air, the essence of popcorn was overwhelming where the group of friends stood chit-chatting in a circle. The pitter-patter of the snow was picking up at a breakneck pace. Despite all of this excitement, I only had one thought, to get to my Ithaca safe. To get home safe. As my friends and I all hopped into the black Honda Pilot that belonged to my companion Shubh’s father, we awaited that the sluggish and extremely slow ride to Shubh’s humble abode would soon be over. Due to the weather conditions, we could only go 40 miles per hour on the speedway. I was sitting in the middle seat of the middle row, squished between my brother Puneet, and coincidently between another young fellow also named Puneet. We were way too busy clicking pictures of the snowy wonderland that Everett Mall Way had become. Enjoying ourselves, we felt like Odysseys’ on the island of the lotus-eaters. We didn’t want to leave that place because of all of the amusement of the snow we had. Suddenly, the black SUV lurched to a quick stop, flinging everyone in the vehicle forward. We all soon discovered that the sudden stop was because a very numbskull young man had thought he was hilarious. We watched in frustration as he giggled by not being stunned at the slightest. He was a lucky man that our truck had 4 wheel drive, and that allowed him to get away for his mischief unharmed. Proceeding further