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Melvin James Mr. Bulleit Honors English 12 – Block 1B 19 October 2011 College Essay (Page 217 of Autobiography)  I sprinted down the hallway. I was hoping to catch her before she left the apartment complex. But I was too late. She had already started her car up the street, and I had no way of contacting her. I was now without transportation due to the fact that she took my set of keys with her. I should have listened to Mom when she told me to get an extra set of keys. “I won’t need them Mom,” is what I said, but I regret not listening to her now. I had a big day planned. I was going to visit my childhood friend whom I hadn’t seen in years. We were going to reminisce over old times over a soda or two and then go out hand have a night on the town. But due to the carelessness of my then girlfriend, I had to cancel said arrangements. Once could imagine how upset I was. I mean, I was livid. But I had a plan to get back at her and let her acknowledge how it feels to be without something important.  I snuck into her room (I know what you’re thinking, but we were just in her house, and she left the door open) looking for anything that I thought would be really important to her just so I could hide it. I searched and searched until I finally found a locket she had gotten from her father. I thought to myself, “Perfect,” and uttered a mischievous snicker. I took the locket and hid it in the best hiding spot I could find; the Cinnamon Toast Crunch box. She hates that cereal, so it was a safe bet that she would never look there to find it. I felt as if I had accomplished something very great. “I bet she won’t make the mistake of taking my keys again once she realizes her locket’s gone,” I said to myself.  Later that evening, she returned home. “You didn’t go out today?” she asked. “I couldn’t, you took my keys with you while you left, and I had to cancel my plans,” I replied, angrily. She apologized and said that it would never happen again. I laughed to myself, and then I said, “I forgive you.” Little did she know what was to come.  It was about 10:30 when she burst out of her bedroom in tears. “I can’t find it!” she yelled. She explained that her locket was missing, and I lied saying, “I know nothing about your missing locket.” She gave me this look of pure fury, and offered this as a rebuttal: “If you did anything to my locket, I will hurt you.” I falsely reassured her that I had nothing to do with it. Lo and behold, she looked in the pantry where the Cinnamon Toast Crunch is. I thought to myself, “You’re in for it now.” She made a b-line straight towards me and grabbed me by the collar and said, “How dare you lie to me and hurt me! You know that locket is sacred to me! And all because of your stupid keys?” She then yelled a few words, which I cannot repeat, followed by a, “We are over!” Then she stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door. So, in the end, I got my keys back, got revenge, and lost my girlfriend. That day I learned that revenge isn’t always so sweet. Since that day, I don’t’ try to get even; I just let things like that go. I learned that doing things out of spite can ruin relationships.