I had just got my license, and got my car. I was just getting used to driving around, and since I had always practiced driving in my parents' cars, I was used to having automatic lights. One day I went to the mall with my sister and brother in law, and I decided to drive. It was raining out and kind of dark, so I put my lights on. When I got to the mall I parked the car, turned it off and walked on towards the mall. Unfortunately, I left my lights on. We shopped around for quite a while, and then walked back out to my car, ready to leave. When we got to my car, I noticed that the unlock button on my key was not working or opening my car, so I had to manually open my car. Then i unlocked the rest of the doors, and tried to start the car... and it wouldn't start. I was panicking, my sister called my dad, and he was on his way to come jump start my car. While we were waiting in the parking lot, a guy and his wife pulled up in a big Toyota pick up truck with a toolbox in the back. The guy noticed that we looked troubled, so he asked if we needed help. He helped me jump start my car, and taught me that I actually had a hydraulic jack in my car for if i ever needed to change my tire. The guy or the "stranger" was very nice to lend his jumper cables and his car to jump start my car.
I tried to copy something like this the other day when my friend's car battery was dead. I carry a portable battery powered jump starter in the back of my car, and I tried to help him jump start his car.. but, his battery was too dead for my charger to have any effect.

coffee table
There is an old coffee table in my house. It is dark wood, with a glass top, and has three drawers that are the width and length of the table. I despise this table because of what it did to me. When I was five years old, I tripped and fell into the side of this coffee table, and cut open the corner of my eye. I had to get stitches, and now I have a noticible scar on my face from this table. I continously ask my parents to get rid of this table, but they refuse, which makes it worse. If I ever had the opportunity, I would dispose of this table.

Scented Candle(s)
My mom always lights scented Yankee Candles in the kitchen to enhance the smell of the house. I do not think that these candles smell good, in fact, I think they smell bad. Everytime i pass by a lit candle, I blow it out, just to prove to my mom that I truly don't like the smell of the candles.

My mom's birthday party
My dad, uncle and I decided that we wanted to have a little celebration for my mom for her birthday. We invited our family friends and the rest of our family to celebrate. I had a little something up my sleeve. I contacted my mom's friend whom she hasn't seen in over 15 years, and asked her if she wanted to come down for the occasion. My mom had no idea, and when she arrived the look on my mom's face was one I will never forget. She was so surprised and so happy to see her friend, and they ended up having a really fun time together, catching up on what has been going on in their lives.