Driving For The First Time-Personal Narrative

I know that most of my classmates would agree on, that nothing is more exciting than driving for the first time. When driving for the first time I got a mix of emotions; I felt fear, excitement and that feeling of maturity, being an adult, being independent. When I got inside the car for the first time I knew that, that moment, was one of the first steps to adulthood. When you are in a car, nothing is more pleasant that being seated in the driver’s seat.

I had recently gotten my learners permit. And I wanted to drive since. Both of my parent's drive, so when my father offered to teach me, after congratulating me on getting my learners permit, I was beside myself with excitement. That day I woke up at 8 in the morning, I rolled out of bed without energy. I stuck my hand in my closet; my eyes still closed, and put on the

Would I dare to do such a thing? What could it hurt? I knew what to do. I wouldn't go very far. And who knows how long my uncle would be on the phone anyway? I'd be doing him a favor. Nodding my head at the logic of that thought, I turned the key in the ignition, put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway onto the street. Screech! Crash! Thunk! My mind went blank and then as if to make up for it, went into a frenzy. I had over estimated the turn and backed right into the streetlight pole close to the end of the driveway. I sat there in silence for a few moments after turning off the engine. Then, I immediately got out of the car and examined the damage. Well, if you don't look too closely it doesn't even look that bad. It was just a little dent...I'm dead. Just then my uncle raced through the front door. Somehow, I thought, my driving lesson for the day was over. He had his mouth open to begin an admonition, but before he could say anything I tried to explain myself. "I... didn't mean to...I didn't see the lamp post..." I sounded pitiful...even to