I clicked off the TV and stood up. আরো news on the infamous Green Hornet. The police were getting angry about the vigilante, but I was neither way about the whole thing. The doorbell rang and I shouted, "Coming!"
"Still on school newspaper? আপনি know the only stories people want to hear are ones about the Green Hornet." I rolled my eyes.
"Would আপনি please tell me why you're dragging me out today?"
"To break আপনি out of your paper cell." She continued to drag me to the Dave and Buster's about a mile from my house. She waved a leaflet about game specials under my nose, and shrugged, "You could write...

I sat down and handed my প্রবন্ধ to Ms. Johnson, my school newspaper supervisor. "This is all about Dave and Buster's?" I shook my head.
"Just read."
Many of my readers have been asking, ahem, begging, for an প্রবন্ধ on the Green Hornet. Well now আপনি have one. I was walking প্রথমপাতা with my friend, Lana Davis, last week on a Saturday night when we were attacked দ্বারা several armed men. Before we were sliced and diced, a stunning black car peeled around the corner. It took a few men with it as it flew through the mob. We were pulled inside as the men driving sped off. They introduced themselves as the...