Memory Storm Imagine driving down a road, late at night, and not being able to see lines on the road. Looking out the window and seeing nothing but a white sheet. Feeling helpless as to where you are or where the road even is. Driving down the interstate during a blizzard helped me understand everything doesn’t always turn out the way you want it to.
To give some background, Hailey Hershey, my best friend for as long as I can remember, had just moved; my friend Amber and I thought it would be a stunning surprise if we traveled the long two hour drive and went to see her school’s version of “Hairspray” the musical. So, our dynamic duo took it to be our responsibility to beg my mom until finally, she conceded into being our chauffeur. Before …show more content…
Soon you couldn’t see hardly a foot in front of you even with the headlights on bright. Gliding left and right, the heavy, wet snow was making it impossible for my mom to steer the vehicle. Cars slither like snakes trying to find traction but soon lost hope. Every few seconds you could make out vehicles in the ditch. There were streaming lines of cars everywhere around us that slowed down to about twenty miles an hour, trying the best they could to not hit anyone about the slushy slickness. “Twenty car pileup on highway 30,” the radio blared. Out of nowhere, up over a nonexistent hill, skated a huge charter bus attempting to pass traffic. Drawing near, the bus struggled to pass us, coming so close I could make the licence plate out through the haze. An inch away from the driver’s door, Mom blaired the horn, we all screamed anticipating the impact. Zooming by, the bus barely missed our car’s mirror. By the time the charter bus passed everyone in the car was working themselves into hysterics: breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts beating a million miles a minute.
Regaining her breath, my mom yells, “That was way too close; we could have died. I’m getting off this road right now, if it’s the last thing I do”. “But mom,” I whine. “We have to get to Hailey’s musical, I haven’t seen her in forever. Aren’t we almost
To give some background, Hailey Hershey, my best friend for as long as I can remember, had just moved; my friend Amber and I thought it would be a stunning surprise if we traveled the long two hour drive and went to see her school’s version of “Hairspray” the musical. So, our dynamic duo took it to be our responsibility to beg my mom until finally, she conceded into being our chauffeur. Before …show more content…
Soon you couldn’t see hardly a foot in front of you even with the headlights on bright. Gliding left and right, the heavy, wet snow was making it impossible for my mom to steer the vehicle. Cars slither like snakes trying to find traction but soon lost hope. Every few seconds you could make out vehicles in the ditch. There were streaming lines of cars everywhere around us that slowed down to about twenty miles an hour, trying the best they could to not hit anyone about the slushy slickness. “Twenty car pileup on highway 30,” the radio blared. Out of nowhere, up over a nonexistent hill, skated a huge charter bus attempting to pass traffic. Drawing near, the bus struggled to pass us, coming so close I could make the licence plate out through the haze. An inch away from the driver’s door, Mom blaired the horn, we all screamed anticipating the impact. Zooming by, the bus barely missed our car’s mirror. By the time the charter bus passed everyone in the car was working themselves into hysterics: breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts beating a million miles a minute.
Regaining her breath, my mom yells, “That was way too close; we could have died. I’m getting off this road right now, if it’s the last thing I do”. “But mom,” I whine. “We have to get to Hailey’s musical, I haven’t seen her in forever. Aren’t we almost