Personal Narrative Essay: The Highway Versus The Road

I would have never thought that I was going to take the highway that day and I learned some valuable pointers alongside. I have always been fascinated by highways, as they would cause me to become languid and at peace. I would enjoy watching the extensive, country roads outside of the backseat window like a little girl. I expect a deer, for some reason, to hop out from the tremendous, towering trees that were greener than the grass it occupied. In addition, I enjoyed watching all of the other vehicles pass us by as if we were flying in a jet on a mucky, bright, clear day. My father told me once that he was going to help me practice taking the highway one day. He would always tell me how safe it is to take the highway versus the road and that all I have to agonize about is the vehicles in front of me. I failed to believe him as I was too attached on the fact that there are multiple lanes and you are traveling approximately sixty-five miles per hour …show more content…
I had never taken the highway to any city. I have been to Middletown, Fairfield, and Mason, all which are cities in the state of Ohio, and I had never once thought twice about traveling on a highway to get there. I was comfortable taking the road to any destination as long as it was manageable. In addition to that, I never knew my way around another city other than my hometown, which in fact will make me an specialist at cell phone GPS’s. I technically had no other choice unless I preferred to get lost.

I was feeling courageous and assertive which is typical. No one was in the car with me, so it was a perfect opportunity for my truck and me. I didn’t tell my parents I was ‘thinking twice’ about the highway because I wanted to wait until I surpassed the test and could surprise them. I adapted my phone’s GPS in order to take the high way to Huber Heights. I embraced myself and the next thing I know, I’m doing a modest curve onto the highway