Personal Narrative: Driving Across The Road

I had just clocked out of work late one night and stepped out the back door into the dark alley. The air was crisp and nipped at my nose as I walked through the freshly fallen snow to my car. The snow still streaming down from the sky made the wind seem completely white. I turned on my car and then my windshield wipers to the highest setting, nevertheless I could not see as I pulled out of the alley. As I rounded the corner my car slid to the right across the road. Even though I had a ton of homework to do when I got home, I decided to drive slowly and carefully to make it home safely. As I was driving along I noticed a car alongside the road with their flashers on. As I drew closer and closer to the vehicle I noticed the car had a flat tire. I looked around frantic to see if there was any more cars out and about this late at night, but of course there were none to be seen. I had no idea what to do. I was only a 16 year old waitress at the time and I did not see how I could possibly help someone with a flat tire. So I drove on and cringed as I passed the vehicle and saw an outline of what seem to be an elderly woman in the front seat. I made excuses for myself the whole way home; there was …show more content…
Instead I was selfish, only thinking of myself and my priorities. I only thought of my feelings in the moment. She was the one who was probably scared out of her mind, frantic about what she was going to do, where she was going to go. I can only imagine how much the hope in her heart dropped as I drove past without much hesitation. I felt terrible about not stopping to help her, however I could not go back without more experienced help than I. Unfortunately when I stepped inside my house, I saw my parents had both fallen asleep while waiting for my return. I thought it would have been rude to wake them and make them help during the terrible winter