Personal Narrative: My Pursuit Of Freedom

I was not used to being clueless. Just as for many teenagers, when I got my license a new world was open to me. This was certainly a world where I had more freedom, and I had to learn how to navigate it, in more ways than one.
Learning how to communicate with my parents as an adult was not easy. My new found freedom came with the catch of proving to them that I would be responsible and reliable. I had to respect their decisions and their curfew even when I did not agree, regardless of my ability to ignore them and drive away. I accomplished this, but the hardest part was yet to come.
I am directionally challenged. I have lived in the same town for seventeen years, yet I could not find my favorite diner. I could not find my grocery store, or my middle school, or my best friend’s house. The necessity of learning to …show more content…
I called for help, but my mom did not answer. My blind choice was between a dying phone and a possibly incorrect navigation system. Add limited gas and no money to the pressure; I was terribly anxious.
I decided that sitting in the car in the parking lot was not going to solve anything, so I began my journey. I would deal with problems if they arose.
The entire drive was filled with unfamiliar intersections and street names that I did not recognize. I remained calm, but my brain was in overdrive searching for something I knew. I felt like a child who lost her mother in a grocery store. How would anyone find me if I did not even know where I was?
Forty-two minutes into the forty-five minute ride, I recognized an intersection. Relief washed over me and warmth replaced the sensation of being frozen. I had made it.
Now, my friends joke about my nonexistent navigational skills and tell me to follow them to get to my own house. I am still trying to learn my way around, but I have no problem admitting that I do not know how to get somewhere or do