Personal Narrative : My First Car Essay

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I can remember the day I received my first car, It was six months after my sixteenth birthday, and I had already managed to somehow acquire my drivers license. It was April, the flowers were blooming, the weather had changed from bitter cold, to a warm and inviting temperature. I had just gotten home from school and my dad shouts, “Micaiah, let’s go check out some cars.” My heart was exploding with excitement, the thought of me actually being able to have a car of my own was the best news so far. I ran down the stairs and out to the car. Click, the sound of seat belt being buckled, and the sound of me ready to set foot into my new car. The moment the keys of my 2007 Mazda 3 were placed into the palm of my hand, I knew from that point on my life would be changed. I had realized that my parents put trust in me to have a car of my very own, and I did not want to lose their trust. With a car comes Responsibility. I knew that my parents were going to hold me accountable on how I manage my car in relation to school, work, and free time. I also knew that with a car comes independence. Receiving my first car is the first step to becoming an adult, and sooner or later I will find myself out of the house surviving on my own. From responsibilities, to gaining independence, leads to learning self-control. I had to learn the hard way that driving is not all fun and games. Driving is a very serious matter and having self-control is a major part. Responsibility, Webster defines…

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