It was a hot summer day, and my mom and I were on the way to Wal-Mart. We drove with the windows rolled down, and my hair blew wildly around my face. After we had made the journey to Wal-Mart, we trekked inside, with beads of sweat rolling down our faces. When we walked inside, the cool, refreshing air hit me instantly. The building was teeming with people talking, and sometimes laughing. Various beeps and clicks floated out of the game room. My mom got a shopping cart, and we started wandering around. The delicious aroma of chicken wafted to us. We saw all kinds of interesting things: CDs, DVDs, games, and toys.