An experience that taught me an important lesson
             It was my senior year in high school and ever year we had a senior auction; we have to be slaves for one day, to raise money for our senior trip and to prove how popular we are. When they asked me to be in the auction I was not sure because there was a lot of kids that did not like me and kids that wonted to get revenge for the mean things I did to them during the four years I was in high school. My friends, Karina and Brenda, convinced me to be in the auction by telling me that they will buy me, (I should have never listened to them). So the day before the action we had to sign a paper and write a quote (My quote was you get what you see) I had let one of my friend write it, I thought it was stupid.
             The night before the auction I could not sleep because I didn't think anyone was going to buy me or I was going to be bought for five dollars. Five dollars is not enough to be embarrassed or what ever the person might have planed for me. The next day, the day of the auction, I was not nervous I was excited. I got out of my bed early to see what I wonted to wear. I wonted to wear something nice not my baggy pants and shirt, but something nice like something I would wear to church or something I would wear to a party. I wore my nice kaki pants with a color shirt that had red and navy blue strips with no buttons. I polished my black boots and spiked up my hair. My parents where so surprised I dressed real nice and told me I need to do that more often, I told them why I had dressed up, they laughed and said "They hoped I got someone mean and that would embarrass me in front of the whole school." I just ignored what they said. Before I got to school I thought that I was the only one that was dressed up but I was wrong, once I got to school everybody that was going to be in the auction was dressed up. One of my friends wore a black and white tuxedo. He looked li...