Personal Narrative: The Driver Who Changed My Life

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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. …show more content…
Although to the blind eye this may seem like a minor inconvenience to those involved, it is a huge hassle to parents, especially those with multiple socially inclined children on multiple sports teams, such as the situation my family was in. My mother drove my brother and I across the state almost daily in an endless cycle of us begging for a ride. With my newfound independence, I only have to let my parents know where I’m headed and that I arrived at my destination safely. When asked how the addition of another driver in the family has impacted her life, my mother stated “You being alone on the road is scary… but it has given me a lot more time to relax not having to drive you around everywhere”. Knowing that my ability to drive my brother and I where we need to go makes my mother’s life easier gives me great satisfaction, and is yet another reason that I love having independence on the

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