Augustine

As I crept up to Mothers room I could hear her praying. Yes Lord, I thought to myself, help me to clean up my sinful life...later, not tonight. As I stepped away, "Thwak!" Something slammed in to my face. "Yowwwwwl!" I shreiked. I had stepped on a rake sending the woodden handle straight up into my face. My mother openned her window and the lecture I thougth I had avoided would now be magnified...it would be a long time before I would be going out into the night again.