Driving Age Milestones

Throughout life we all experience important age milestones. Turning thirteen means you’re officially a teenager and turning eighteen means you are now an adult. For me the most anticipated age was sixteen because turning sixteen meant that I could drive. No more waiting outside in the cold after cheer practice for my mom to pick me up. No more standing in the rain at the bus stop at the crack of dawn to get to school. No longer did I have to schedule my activities around my parent’s plans, once I could drive I would finally be in control of my own life.
When the day of my driving test eventually arrived I could not have been more ecstatic. I woke up with a smile on my face and walked through the halls of my high school with my head held high. …show more content…
I asked myself the same question over and over on the drive back to my house. How could I have failed the driving test. I was a straight A student and I always passed my tests, the word ‘fail’ was not something I was familiar with. I passed the online test portion, I knew all of the traffic laws and I had watched countless videos on the best techniques to use while driving. How could I have failed? I replayed the event over and over in my head, the abrupt stops, the complete mishap of parallel parking and every time I was filled with disappointment. I had waited for the day for as long as I could remember and now it was here and I blew …show more content…
This time my leg shook not with excitement but with nervousness. As the plastic chair dug into my back I found it hard to control my building anxiety. This time I did not notice other teenagers but adults who seemed to be stressed which only made me stress more about the test. I could not care less about how disheveled my hair may have looked because the test consumed all of my thoughts. When it was my turn I went through the familiar process of waiting in my vehicle for the test administer. I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel nervously and bounced my leg for what seemed like hours before the lady finally appeared at my car’s passenger window. She attempted to open the door when I realized with complete horror that I had forgotten to unlock it. I scrambled to find the button to release the lock and became filled with dread because the test had not even started and I was already failing. To my surprise the lady opened the door with a slight chuckle that eased my nerves and calmed the shaking in my hands as I started the