Friday, September 3, 2010

Bags Sale Event

The annual bags sale in the shopping mall is always a fight for fashion chasing girls. I am one of them. I look forward to the bags sale event as a holiday no less than my birthday. I will make storage of the bags for the whole year use. Sometimes, if there is any extraordinary ones, I might have it for the present to my friends. No matter what, the prices of bags are quite reasonable.
I went to this year’s bags sale early as the formal years. The scene was filled with exciting girls clutching to a bunch of pretty ones and trying them in the less crowed corners. I joined into the fight for fashion bags as soon as I can reach one.
When I was excited about the holding of the last one of the latest style with the decorations of fruits on, I was distracted by a young girl. She was tiny and skinny. She tried to reach the bag as if she was struggle from the drowning. From an expertise point of view, she was new for the fight.
My tour in the shop was quite efficient as usual. I got a green flannelette bag to match with my leisure clothes in the energetic spring, a fur dark brown purse with scattered flowers on to match with my suits, a small size bag with shining crystal decorations to match with my elegant party dress and a giant bag with soft leather to carry while I was on the trip. When I was about to end up the fight and paying the check, I was attracted by a pink and white bag with metal strings. I won’t normally by this kind of bag, however, the delicate design and the low price was tempting me.
When I just got the bag in my hand, I saw the fresh girl just now. She was looking at the bag with a big disappointment when she saw me got it. The young limpid eyes showed sad. I couldn’t help to ask whether she like the bag as well. Of course I won’t be hard enough to deprive the beloved bag from the young girl. She was gratitude when I handed it over to her.
When I was her age, I might feel lucky to get the favorite thing in the last minute. I felt good though I got one less in my trophy.

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