My Driver's Test

Who knew one piece of paper could change your life significantly?
An event I will remember forever is the day that I got my driver's permit. I remember thinking that with this license, I would finally be able to go where I want, whenever I want, when I want. I would be driving like the rest of the adults in my family. Usually on important days, it is hard for me to sleep. I end up sleeping in 1 hour increments anticipating the day ahead of me. That night was no different from any other “important” night. Eventually I woke up to my alarm blaring its signature ringing sound. It was time for me take my driver’s test. This one test signified if I was allowed to drive on the streets of this city such as many adults before me have done. We arrive to our destination and walk through the door. We take a ticket and sit

I observed the emotions in their faces, some were rightfully nervous, others had blank stares as if they had taken the test a million times before. Finally they call my ticket to begin to test. I greet the lady at the desk and hand her all the necessary documents. As I am meeting the test proctor, my heart begins racing, and I begin sweating a little bit. I keep calm as to not give away my anxiousness to the test administrator. We introduce ourselves and get into the car. At first, the test is just as I expected it would go, nothing caught me by surprise, until we began driving on the road. I usually went driving every weekend with my Dad but this situation was obviously different. All those hours of weekend driving still made me feel like a dependent teen. I was not driving for real, I did not have any real control of where the car was going to go. When I practiced with my Father, we would always go in circles on a predetermined course. But on this test, it has all changed. We would we going on the main road, we would be passing real buildings, and we would turning at real stop signs and