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I remember growing up driving down the road in Escalon a developing housing community where ranches and almond groves were still dominant Kenny Rogers was on the radio singing The coward of the county the words saying Promise me son not to do the things Ive done Walk away from trouble if you can It wont mean youre weak if you turn the other cheek I hope youre old enough to understand Son you dont have to fight to be a man In that story the son was known as the coward of the county I can relate I was a carefree feller However on a hot summer afternoon the way I perceived myself had changed From that day a coward was the perception of me I go back to the incident I try to justify repeatedly in my head my cowardliness After all these years I think to fight unnecessarily is not of wise acumen and one must swallow his pride Nevertheless to fight for a cause or belief then his fight has purpose Yet I was still convinced that I was a coward Two friends and I were at a corner market in lower Ontario Rusty and I were sitting in the car Rusty in the back seat with the windows and doors open while Dustin was a few feet in front of us talking to Tony on the payphone In my rear view mirror I thought nothing of an older car white two door Oldsmobile Cutlass leaving The car had gone off the curb scraping the bottom sounding like a rattled cage on a gritty road Slowly the car had pulled up next to my window In it were two men in their twenties both black and looking like gang bangers The driver was very perturbed with me asking me Why didnt you pull up You made me mess up my car Today aint a good day Unaware of the
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