Senior Alyssa Botessi eagerly waits for her mom to pick her up from school. She has her driver’s driving license and a car of her own, but there’s one thing she is missing—a parking pass. As soon as she gets home, she jumps in her car and drives to Hart Mmiddle S school for track practice. “I get dropped off at school by my mom, then I get picked up by her and driven home only for me to take my car up to Hhart or Sstoney for track practice,” Botessi said. “It’s very inconvenient with my track schedule, especially this year because not only is part of the parking lot closed, but the track is too, so the Rochester track team takes their practices elsewhere.
“This is pretty odd, Mother is not usually this late,” Mia says to herself. She begins to think of the night when her father did not come home from work, and shivers. “This is NOT the same thing. Sometimes Mother is late, this is no big deal.” Now, it is almost 7 pm, and Aubrey is still nowhere to be seen.
Carine Kessie Prof: Van de Water English 2010-29 02/03/17 The Vanishing Hitchhiker The vanishing girl is an urban legend about Kerns and his friend who were driving home from a party in San Francisco. It was a raining night and it was really difficult to drive.
While I was patiently waiting in my car I was listening to music with my baby singing and dancing. I was waiting about 15 minutes till my mom finally noticed I was outside waiting she was busy on the phone talking with her long time ago best friend.
Following this formula even concerning herself, she dresses as a proper southern “lady” although they will be traveling in the car for hours on the route from Georgia to Florida (O’Connor 544). O’Connor describes, “In case of an accident, anyone seeing her dead on the highway would know that once she was a lady” (544). Here, we can see how O’Connor uses the grandmother’s personality and words to reveal the future outcome of the family’s planned vacation. Another form of foreshadowing for readers is when the family makes their first stop at a roadside barbecue café to have lunch. In casual conversation with the waitress, the Grandmother inquires, “Did you read about that criminal The Misfit, that’s escaped?”
I cannot believe how Walt is the one who supports me the most after I tried stealing his Gran Torino. It was a quite night sitting outside with my sister when my cousin’s gang arrived that night. I knew they were going to cause trouble and in less than a minute I got tackled and being forcefully dragged to the car, Luckily Walt was there with a gun or I would have been murdered by my own cousin. He protected us but he still didn’t like us then, we got told to get off his lawn.
The car didn’t go very far before it came to a stop at an old, run down cemetery. By the time Jackson got close enough to see the car the people were getting out. He almost fell dead when he seen who it was. They were two boys from the group they hang out with. Right then, Jackson turned around and fled home.
It was on a Friday night around 9:00 or 10:00 p.m. We had just stopped at this gas station, had my mom fill up our old blue Suburban; which we had for about 7-8 years at the time. So after we drove around, we parked and told even more jokes for awhile. There was this one homeless man we saw while we were parked, didn’t think too much of it him at the time we had seen him.
The next morning when I woke up everybody was packing up when I asked my dad what was going on his answer was so intense it slapped my head around until I understood that he was leaving to New York for two weeks! I was in shock he had never done something like this before without bringing my sister and I. We packed up, and headed to the cars everybody gave me their candy, and snacks. I asked my aunt if she could let my cousin Gabe come along in the same car as me she answered “yes and I 'm sorry about your dad leaving to N.Y. So he brought his snacks and we talked about next Summer, and if we go somewhere more interesting.
"I nodded an okay as I grabbed an apple I was about to take a bite out of it when Lydia shoved me to the door making me drop my apple. "Lydia!" She gave me an innocent look and dragged me to the jeep. I sighed opening the door as Kira scooted over because Lydia was sitting in the front with Stiles. "I should 've let my dad drive me today.
Were the nervousness started was as we were pulling her over, she turned into a private property where no one could see easily see what was going on, second, and more frightening was when after stopping, she exited her car with a very angry look on her face and began walking what I though was towards Deputy Montgomery, which at first I thought that she was about to attack Deputy Montgomery. While keeping my eyes focused on her, I heard Montgomery shouting at her to get back in her car, which after a few seconds she then complies and gets back into her car. After Montgomery returned to the car with her information, he decides that with her actions and violations, to give her a ticket for the unsafe lane change, and two warnings for speeding, failure to use a turn signal. Then after leaving her, Montgomery received a message though the cars laptop, stating that the last driver had just gave a complaint to the sheriff’s department not even 10 minutes after we left. After saying that the complaint would lead to nothing, he proceeded back towards Greenwood so we could meet up with other deputy’s for
I have a lot of adolescent memories but this one I will always remember. After my freshman year at Faulkner state university I moved back home to stay back with my mom and I attended Bishop State Community College. During that time I didn’t have my own transportation so therefore I had to use my mothers’ car to get to and from school. One day I was running late and not to mention I was not that good of a driver two years ago. I pulled up at school and there wasn’t anywhere to park.
My Senior year was supposed to be a a time to remember but it was not. I got into my first accident. My friend and I wanted to go eat after school. We all meet up in the parking lot. We decided to go to Chick fil a. Chick-fil-A was a long way from our school so we car pooled.
On December 31, 2013, Jeanette Cruthis was on her way to an ordinary basketball practice. It was a cold, snowy day and the roads were very icy. Before leaving her house, her neighbor had warned her to drive safely because the roads were slick. This was the day that Cruthis went through a life changing experience that changed her outlook on family forever.