Bradbury's style/A day in Teenager's Life

It is a battle with time crushing you to the ground with it's fearful outcomes. What you sow is what you rape in this chapter of the book we call life. This mooring the sun is not on my side standing with the blinding beams of its rays. I started the day with my usual pop tarts and milk. Once I got in the car and ageist the front mirror suddenly today was mysterious never have I known it before. I Carry on my back the supplies I need the heaviest of all was a list of dos and don'ts fencing me taking over my smile purifying it making it real, from my guts.