Personal Narrative: A Short Story

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Remembering the morning I had woken up, thinking today wasn't my 16th birthday. I woke up searching for my phone to see what the date was, and it was June 25th. I was thinking it was just a dream. I dashed to the restroom, full of excitement I grabbed my toothbrush in my left hand, and a tube of toothpaste in my right hand. My mouth smelled minty fresh as soon as I was finished. I was still so happy my father and I was going to have a day for the both of us, and I really had to look good that day. Thinking about the ID I would have, I wanted it to be the first one I get that looks good, and since I will be using it for many various things in the future. I went downstairs to the kitchen, got the milk and Captain Crunch ready for me, and Fruity …show more content…

When the instructor called my name, I couldn't help but jump up with excitement as I shook hands with my instructor and got to know him a little before we set out. Although I felt a little better I was still too nervous to remember to start the car for him to inspect the vehicle, which humored both me and my instructor. After he confirmed the car was in good enough condition for my test, I started driving. During the drive, my instructor and I discussed how his wife had the same kind of car and the positive specifications of it. My instructor had me stop at a sonic and I joked that the way for me to pass was to buy him a Slush. He thought that it was a funny joke, which eased my nerves even more. We pulled out of the Sonic and continued my test on the long curvy …show more content…

I made a mental note that I definitely wouldn't work with my Dad in his office in Brentwood, due to it being a long drive and involving a lot of time being spent on the highway, which I had no experience driving on. We walked back into the building so I could finally know the results. Once we got back inside my instructor informed me that I had passed which plastered a smile on both mine and my Dad's face. I took my picture for my ID. Shortly after I got a copy of my own and we left to celebrate my birthday with my family over lunch at Longhorn Steakhouse. After a long wait, we were seated and I ordered a well done, seasoned steak. While I was eating my Dad brought up the topic of car safety and what all I would be using a vehicle for. I assured him I would be as safe as possible and that I'd only be taking it to school and to my job when I got

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