Part 1 of Essay
It was a cold winter day in December when our parents got us all ready for the long trip to Grandma’s for the annual Christmas dinner. While Jake and I were wrapping ourselves with our newly knitted sweaters and jackets, mom and dad were getting the truck loaded with food and presents. “Why do we have to go to this stupid ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... Satanist have alot of power. If they really don’t, we could just not tell them and pretend we do. They would never know the difference anyway. When we got to the truck, I ask mom if Jake and I could ride in the back. “Its too cold to ride back there!You’ll freeze to death! And what if we wreck? There aren’t any seat belts back there!” she yelled back. I was hoping she wouldn’t yell like this. Then dad butted in. “What are you two talking about? Why do I always get left out of the conversation?” “ ....