It was Friday at 8:00 P.M, at night, and you were at the park, sitting on a bench, feeling very depressed. Noticing you alone on the bench was Molly Johnson. A mother of what use to be three children, and your neighbor from next door. Molly comes to sit next to you, so you wouldn't feel alone sitting by yourself.
"Good evening, Sebastian," Molly says. "Hi, Mrs. Johnson," You say, still feeling depressed. "What is someone so young, and cute like yourself doing outside alone on a night like this?" Molly asks. "It's dangerous at night, sometimes." "Please don't call me cute, Mrs. Johnson," You answer. "I'm still a boy." Molly then places her hand on your shoulder to comfort you. "Did something bad happen?" Molly asks. "I don't want to go home," You answer. "All I have waiting for me is Christopher's lectures about studying more I've had enough."
"Oh, is your older brother high ranking student?" Molly asks. "Well he's been getting good grades during High School, and now he's in College," You answer. "I'm still at the bottom of success even though I go to school everyday. He never let's me do anything else, but study even on weekends. My parents would talk him into it, but they're too busy with travel trips to even care." "If that's the case, I have an idea," Molly explains. "Why don't you steal all the success away from him. I have something that will help you with that of course." "Uh, Mrs. Johnson, what are you doing?" You ask, as Molly gets something out of her jacket.