The enemy

It began at a café; “Starbucks” located in the busy heart of Sydney. In the misty early mornings of winter when all one want is a quite intimate time with his decaffeinated cappuccino with lots of chocolate powder on top and sometimes maybe a scone. As I approached the polished and spruced up counter of this famous café, I collided with a young lady in the queue, causing me to loose the race for the last warm creamy strawberry jam scone, from that second on; she was my sworn enemy. I didn’t know her name, nor did I know what she did, but in my vocabulary, “one who made me loose a scone from Starbucks is definitely an evil human”. After enjoying just the delightful double decaffeinated cappuccino while catching up on the latest news with The Herald, I was due for work. Entering the law firm fresh as a daisy, my merriment was overshadowed by one demonic person, you guessed it, it was “the lady you caused

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At home, I couldn’t remove her from my thoughts that night. The knowing later from Joan that she had resigned. Feeling very pleased and relaxed, I even offered Kimberly a lift to the Court House. Despite yesterday’s car incident, I was beginning to like Kimberly more and more, but the scars on the car destroyed all love. ~Click~, and there stood in front of me was Kimberly with all her beauty. I was comfortable and for the first time, I enjoyed a female company. Although it wasn’t a big matter, but as we approached my car, Kimberly’s clumsiness caused my temper to finally burst.

When arriving back at the office, I demanded Kimberly to the office, placing myself on the black leathered seat, I stared at Kimberly for a considerable amount of time. Carefully placing myself in the bar, I tired recalled vividly the notes I had made. I stared in horror as the trolley injured my jet black Porsche. Although the urge to strangle Kimberly was soaring, I was aware that we were in a public place so I decide to release my anger when we get back to the office. Although Kimberly was my sworn enemy, a meal was better when you have company, so I decided against my will to invite her. As we were approaching my month old Porsche 911 Turbo, Kimberly somehow managed to lose control of the faulty metal supermarket trolley causing it to scrap along an entire side of my car. It was the first day of a new case and Kimberly was my assistant.

Zooming to her rented brick house, I frantically hammered the doorbell hoping she would appear.

Common topics in this essay:
, Turbo Kimberly, Court House, sworn enemy, notes kimberly, approached car, name kimberly, arriving office, decaffeinated cappuccino, loose scone, somehow managed, true love,

Approximate Word count = 1178
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)

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