Yolanda-Personal Narrative

If you know my sister, you know that she has a tendency to make our car, Yolanda, come in contact with objects it shouldn't come in contact with. Within twenty-four hours of having her license, she already ran the front of the car into the garage and this collision was only the beginning to her and Yolanda’s adventures. Between the dents, scratches, and broken mirrors, my dad was starting to get tired of fixing the damage that she caused to Yolanda. Finally after countless repairs, my dad decided that there should be punishment for every time he had to repair the car. First, he started with just not fixing it all together but that backfired when my sister smashed the side so bad that she couldn't latch the driver door. After fixing the aftermath

of that unwanted contact, he said that every time she hit something after that, she would lose the car for a week. I didn't think it would be long before that occured.
Sure enough, she knocked the passenger side mirror off the next day. Luckily, our parents weren't there when she came home with the dangling mirror. She preceeded to tell me than she was backing up when the branch of a tree knocked it off. I still don't think a branch has enough force to knock off a mirror due to the fact that branches are pretty mobile, but that's the story she gave me to believe. My sister was very nervous she was going to lose the car because not enough time has passed between the warning of the punishment and the accident for my dad to forget about it. So, we attempted to duct tape it back on and it worked for about ten minutes until it fell off again. My sister was still upset that she was going to lose her car so, like the good sister I am, I decided to take the blame. She wanted me to tell my parents that i took the car to get gas and got to close to the pump. I didn't want to use that excuse because it would have caused me to be grounded for a very long time seeing as how I was still fifteen and didn't even have my permit. Then, I came up with the story that I hit the mirror with my softball bag and it fell off. My dad jumped right to work with fixing it when he heard that because softball was involved and he’d do anything if it is remotely related to softball.