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Essay / Aaron - 670
“AARON!” AARON! AARON! » The crowd applauded. I stood on a pedestal marked “First Place,” as I held a huge trophy above my head. I got first place in a film competition at every technical high school in Connecticut. I watched everyone clapping and cheering, even though a blinding white light focused on me making it harder to see, I could make out bright red and blue spots flashing around the room, teachers and students from all over Connecticut were cheering me on. . I moved the trophy closer and stepped back from the pedestal. I looked back to see my best friend, Bailey Norman, standing behind the curtain, looking rather depressed. Bailey also participated in the competition but unfortunately, he did not win. We were taken back to our seats, we watched each of the other students win prizes in other competitions, such as carpentry, welding, automotive, computer repair, cooking, and many other competitions related to trade. I looked at Bailey once more, he still looked pretty bothered by the results. I patted him on the shoulder. "Hey!" I screamed despite the applause and music in the auditorium. Bailey looked and gave a fake smile. "Yo…" Bailey greeted. "Um... are you okay?" I asked nervously. " Yeah ! Brother! Certainly, we will never stop being brothers! » Bailey pumped his fist with a thumbs up. I smiled and also gave him a thumbs up with a thumbs up, that was our way of shaking his hand. Although Bailey assured me he was "fine," I could hear the sound of sadness in his voice, screaming for help hidden behind the prison doors of his pride. Bailey had always wanted to get into the film industry and the competition was a way for him to start gaining exposure as a filmmaker. I frowned, my back slumped in my... middle of paper... boarding, every seat was equipped with a television and air conditioning. “Man, how long is it going to take to get to KC from here.” » I sat down in my seat. “Um, well, we should be at the airport in about forty-five minutes, from there…” “Whoah!” Airport?" I asked "Yeah man, how else would we get there?" Bailey argued, "Um, I don't know, maybe some kind of BUS!" I yelled. "Not a bit of giant metal in the sky that could be diverted or fall at any moment!” I quickly moved to stand up. “Dude, relax!” leave now.” “Dude! SIT DOWN AND LISTEN TO ME!” Bailey echoed throughout the full bus, everyone looked at us as we slowly sat down again “You need to calm down, you already paid. three hundred dollars and you're already there man. Everything will be fine. "I sat down and took a deep breath, remained silent for the rest of the trip..