On that day, I went out to help my father to buy a DVD. I felt a little tired and did not want to walk home. So, I called a motorcycle. On the way home, there was a crossroads, traffic lights were red. But the driver did not pay attention, just in the past, I thought immediately passed, I did not remind him.…
A Highwayman´s Life I was walking in a dark alleyway cold and alone. I felt as if I have been there before. I believe that was where my parents abandoned me when I was a six. When they first abandoned me, I remember vividly my experience at the orphanage, a red coat had brought me there on the third day after my parents abandoned me. In the orphanage, I remember a group of orphans who used to bully me.…
We pull into the rocky driveway, and the fun weekend begins. “Alright, we made it to Galena! Everyone out,” my dad tells us, while turning off the car. We grab our bags and head inside. “Wow, it’s a lot bigger inside than it looks outside,” Ola explains.…
My Driver “How was school today Gavin?” Meme (pronounced Mimi) asked me as I got in the car that Thursday afternoon. “It was fine.” I replied, “How about yourself?” “Oh, I’m doing well.”…
Often, we perform an action or a task without little thought going into it — I have found that if I do this, along with the same task, over and over again, it becomes something I barely even notice. So much so, it may be problematic. For example, I often drive the same route, from a point A to a point B. This route, over a period of time, becomes familiar to me. Sometimes, I drive this route, and drive at my destination realizing I have little to no remembrance of driving.…
Sunday morning I can hear my alarm going off, and I thought to myself should I get up or hit the snooze button. I decided to get dressed and make some coffee and a lunch. I did not want to wake the children I tiptoed to their rooms to kiss them on their foreheads. It’s still dark outside; the sun has not risen just yet. I can feel the crisp air around my neck.…
I am almost sixteen and a half, and I think it’s time to get my own car. I know that my sisters had to wait until they were seventeen to get a car, but their situation was way different. Since you and dad are divorced now, you have to pick me up every other day. It would be a lot easier on everyone if I could drive. Now that it is almost spring…
The young woman's arm lay out of her car's window, the wind helped by the speed she was driving at, carried her arm back, the rush of the fresh air made the hairs on her arm stand up. But this was a feeling she was loving. The feeling of freedom on an empty and open road. Her eyes were fixed on the empty stretch of road in front of her, fully knowing that anything could happen ahead without warning, despite empty road conditions.…
One of the many joys of growing up is finally scoring your license. There is nothing like being able to drive wherever you want, whenever you want. The teenage years have their disappointments but driving is not one of them. Driving is a very enjoyable activity to me because of the urge to just drive around, the adult feeling that driving gives me, and the independence that comes with it.…
One Road Two Wheels Do you believe you can lose weight by just riding a bicycle? I am proof that you can do it, if you put your mind to it. Let’s jump on our bikes and go for a ride. Chicago is approximately two-hundred sixty miles from Greenville, Ohio.…
The fright that went through my body made me want to curl up into a ball and cry. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. THUMP,THUMP,THUMP. My legs almost giving up on me. My eyes shut close.…
Deer Or No Deer When I was younger I sat in a deer stand with my dad. I started at the age of nine and I loved it. Every day during deer camp I woke up early to walk out to the field with him. We would get up around 4 or 5 in the morning.…
I use to love traveling. You could tell me we were going on a cross-country road trip, and l would be the first one in the car. There was something about the feeling of venturing off onto a new, foreign terrain that had me excited. It felt like l was free, like there were no boundaries to where l could go.…
We waited for my mom to arrive. We ended up waiting for about ten minutes before my mother arrived in our dad’s 2008 White GMC 2500 Diesel Truck. She drove us to school, and then she drove back home and called a tow truck. The tow truck driver said that he was really busy and asked us how important it was to get my car out. My mom told him that it was not an emergency, so he decided to get my car out later that day.…
At some point in everyone’s lives there is a defining moment that propels a youthful, naive, innocent adolescent into a mature young adult in an irreversible way. This moment came for me not too long ago, when I gained my driver’s license, and all of the responsibilities and expenses that came along with it. I was quickly rushed into the beginning of life as an adult, after spending all of my days as a child dependant on others. A driver’s license is a sign of freedom, responsibility, and most importantly independence, that is carried with someone until the end of their time. This is the story of how one inanimate object representing independence helped my family endlessly, opened my eyes to the dangers of the world, aided me in earning a fantastic job, and forced me to mature in a way nothing else could.…