Personal Narrative: My New Golf Car

852 Words2 Pages

It was a cool Saturday morning in the month of July. The sun was slowly rising and the humidity in the air placed a thin layer of condensation on the windows of the RV. I was excited for the big camping weekend of the season when people from around the country came to see beautiful, glimmering firework shows to celebrate our country’s liberty. The camping ground was silent and still before I ran out the door. I was mainly joyful because I was going to be the first kid out my three siblings to drive our new golf cart. The cart was red, shiny, and fully charged and ready to go. Once I reached the golf cart with the keys in my hand, I hear someone coming from behind me. It was just my youngest sister Sara. Before I could even get a word out, see spotted the gleaming keys in my hand. “You have to ask Mom and Dad if you want to drive”, she said. “I know, I did ask.” She instantly caught me in my lie because she had the knowledge to know that our parents were not even awake that morning. As soon as I sat down in the driver’s seat, my Mom and Dad walked out of the door of the RV. They had the look of both disappointment and anger. Before I could even drive away, they told me that I was not allowed to drive …show more content…

I thought since I was officially a teen, I could take on all of the responsibilities of a teen. The more responsibilities I took on, the more liberties I get, I thought. No one would be driving the cart before noon, so, I still hopped on the cart, and so did Sara. We were driving around the camping grounds, the trees were standing high and proud, the pond was calm and glimmering; the whole world at the time just seemed peaceful. At about this point, it was about 11:50. I found out later that my parents were looking all over the camping grounds looking for me, Sara, and their new golf cart. Everyone just said they did see us on the cart, so my parents’ next mission was to find the cart. By the time they reached us, it was too

More about Personal Narrative: My New Golf Car

Open Document