Personal Narrative: Buying My First Car

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Buying my first car

Growing up, I was raised as an only child so I had to find ways to be imaginative and crafty on my own. I liked the match box cars. I was a tomboy. I enjoyed making the “vroom” sounds and shifting the pretend gears that the car had. I would daydream that I was driving to the store or to the mall with my friends. My mother and I were shopping one day and I discovered a plastic toy that resembled a car. It was a Corvette car dashboard racing simulator. I was in love! It had a plastic key that you turned on and off for the ignition, a steering wheel, a gear shift, and turning lights. It also had a CB system with a little walkie on the side. I loved that toy! I would take it in the car when me and my mom would travel and drive
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At the time, this was the best she could do and the car was a great ride, it was the cosmetics that were not pleasing to the eye, but we were both happy to be riding and no longer walking. This day, my mom and I were on our way to my college campus to register for a class of mine, I believe. I am driving of course, for the experience. We are coming through a green light and there are cars making a left in front of me coming from the opposite direction. The first car made it. The second car was following the car in front of him and hit my mom 's car because he didn 't see me coming because he was so close to the car in front of him. When I say that I was super upset, that was an understatement. First of all, the most important thing to remember here is that I just got my learner 's permit! Like, how is this dude going to hit my mom 's car like that? Is what I was thinking. Did he not see me coming? You could not miss this car! Of course, the police came and I 'm a mess. I have no idea what 's going on. I only know what I saw on TV or what other people have told me about getting into accidents. Somebody gets a ticket. Even though I know it wasn 't my fault, I was embarrassed and frustrated and didn 't know what to do or say. In the end the guy ended up with the ticket. It took us a long time to get home that day with a dented in the driver 's
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