Personal Narrative: My Car

It was a cold rainy night much like any other until we pulled up at a stoplight and all the sudden the unthinkable happened. All the sudden my car was propelled forward with so much force I had no idea what just happened. I was so shaken it took me a minute to realize what happened, my mom was yelling at me thinking I had hit something but it was the other way around. I had just been rear-ended. Thank goodness no one was injured and there was minimal damage to the vehicles. We went through all

Opening my eyes, I look over to my paper thin tv for the time, noticing that I still have 30 mins till I have to get up I doze off into a soft sleep. Awaking from the blaring noise of my alarm I get up to brush my teeth. As I walk over to the wash bowl, where we wash our hands and brush our teeth, I reach over to grab my toothbrush off it's charger. As I was brushing my teeth, I noticed that it was almost time for me to leave for school. I searched around my closet for a shirt and some jeggings,

My car is a 1989 Honda Accord. It is a tan color that is chipped and needs a wax. The inside is a maroon vinyl that is faded from the sun exposure. The driver's door is dented from a kid hitting it with their bike. All corners of the bumpers are scratched. The driver door handle is also on its last leg. I have replaced half of whats under the hood already this year alone. It has no power steering that has built up my arm strength. Just like all thongs with age it squeaks as I drive that I tune out

My husband and I had a same car problem for the last two month. Problem started with an engine light. After compering different review from different dealers online, my husband decided to take our car to the dealer in Rockland County even though its 24.9 miles from our house and we have to pay a $5 toll, but they have good reviews (so we though). We paid for diagnostics; they fixed something that we paid for. After that, my husband had to go to the dealer at least twice a week since the engine

with my car. During the 1 year that I had my car many things stayed the same, however some changes have been made. Some of the changes were major and some were minor. I take a really good care of my car and throughout my experience with my car I think it looks really good. I have spent a lot of money on it but it was worth it. This is my project car so there is a lot of progress already done to the way I want it to look and perform, but still far away from being fully done. When I got my car

competition” and we had to make our car go the farthest out from everyone else. “Snap” was all I could hear as I released the rat trap and the race had begun. My Car had the momentum and was the farthest out of everyone else and then all of sudden some other cart in another lane past it and I ended up coming second. During the award ceremony, all I could hear was cheers as I got up to get my second place award. I have always had a passion for fixing things since I was born. My passion to fix things has motivated

a cold Christmas morning, my mom and dad told us to come downstairs. So my brother, sister and I rushed down the stairs to open our presents. There were so many colorful packages. We got so many things like coats, games, shoes and clothes. We was so happy that we started playing with our things soon as we got them. After we got done playing with our toys, we got our card that our parents gave us every year with $500 in it. My brother opened up his and he had his, my little sister did the same

Saturday had big plans with my family and didn't realize that I was supposed to go to azteca practice. I was so emotionally crushed I felt like my soul was being crushed by an evil elephant from hell, quitting was the only thing on my mind at that point. The drive there was so depressing i felt like eating a bullet just the thought of canceling my plans for this gave me aids the car drive there felt like it was in slow motion and the fact that my friend benito was driving made it that much worse

given a car for their fourteenth birthday. However, my grandpa bought my first car when I was only fourteen years old. I was totally in love, and I am still thankful for my car to this day. When my grandpa bought my first car, I was so thrilled and excited that I could not believe my eyes. My grandpa wanted me to have a car before I got my license so that I could practice driving in my own car. I am so thankful that I have such an amazing and caring grandpa that did this for me. My car was the

The day my car was stolen I couldn’t imagine my automobile being stolen. It was an ordinary vehicle without glamour. Even though, I experienced problems, the vehicle was mine. Consequently, I felt a sense of hurt and disbelief without a vehicle. Who would have imagine to be placed in this situation. However, the theft occurred in broad daylight in front of my residence. I decided to warm the vehicle prior to leaving the house, while waiting for the kids to get prepared for school. Once, they finished