I did something bad.

But it was fun!

My friend's mom made me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She had one too. We ate these extremely peanut buttery sandwiches with vigor. A long day at school definitely can build up one's appetite. We sat in her car, enjoying our feast, when we came to the point where all that was left were the crusts. We had nowhere to put these remnants of our sandwiches, due to the lack of proper disposal containers in our high school parking lot. So, with this problem, we thought of a solution that would benefit those less fortunate than ourselves. Our solution was simple, take the crusts, put back into ziploc bags, and toss out of car window. This would be a cherished meal for the hungry that lurk the parking lot. But, unfortunately, my friend's delicious driving skills ran over our ingenious donation to the hungry! The crusts were squished, along with the hopes of those who wanted to eat them. We were full of sorrow, we had ruined the very thing we had created. We mourned for a moment, and then moved on with our lives. It was a good day.