Personal Narrative: My First Car

During our first run Taylor and I noticed that the car was turning way to the left. So in order to fix this we started our car as far to the right of the track as possible. After our first trials we realized that we needed to fix our string. We needed to cut the string we had attached off of our car and make a new one. When we made a new one me made it a little bit longer than the car and only hot glued it to the hook, not to the frame. Our new string had a loop in the end of it so we could put that on the toothpick. So now we understood that the toothpick did have a real purpose and we couldn’t glue the string to the mousetrap. After we made these changes we ran our car three more times.

I took another deep breath and went back around one last time. This time my mom got out of the car to look from the outside. I came around the corner and went through my memorized steps of parallel parking. After I finished my mom came to the window and exclaimed, “That was great! But can we go home now?”

It was a warm sunny summer afternoon, we were driving down a busy road when all of a suten my sister yelled,

I got my dog almost one year ago. We got him on november second 2014. Me and my sister had begged our parents to get us a dog but they kept saying no. THe day that we ended up getting him my parents just said that we were going camping. They said we were going camping in a cabin a few miles from Bend Oregon.

On September 18th of 2015, I decided to attend a court sentencing at the Alameda Superior Court in Oakland. The experience was very interesting and enlightening on how the court system works. While I was there I learned found out a few things about the cases that was being sentenced that I don’t think most people know or could have known without attending the sentencing. I felt like I left the the courthouse with a better idea and grasp on how to act and what to listen for in a sentencing.

My family was extremely upset with my mother and wept for my return. While in jail, I met many good people who had made bad decisions in their lives. I only ate cookies and Ramen noodles, and I drank water. For the first time in my life, I had an affectionate moment with God as I called out to Him. I knew that He was the only one that would get me through this situation. I can recall being shackled at my ankles and hands while being forced to walk to go to the court room for every hearing. I called my oldest sister, Francesca, on every opportunity. I was offered a plea deal of one year in prison and seven years of parole. All I could think about was going home and starting my senior year of high school. I prayed to God for guidance, and I told myself every day that I would soon go home. My father came to see me, and for the first time in my life, I saw him cry. He was extremely hurt, and he told me to stay strong. My family tried everything to pay my $40,000 dollar bond. I was soon left with two options: take the plea or go to trial. Thinking about my future, I was willing to take the plea, but only if it were probation. I had already missed a week of my senior year, and I just wanted to go home. The public defender spoke with the Judge about the First Offender Law, and the Judge lowered the plea to 7 years of probation. On September 21, 2012, I accepted the plea deal of seven years of probation, and I was released that night. My sister picked me up, and I lived with her for a few weeks before reporting to my probation officer. Wasting no time, I returned to school the next day. My peers had heard of the destruction, and my teachers were happy to see me. I became extremely depressed, and I wanted to run away. For the first time in my life, I was portrayed as a criminal. I regretted my actions, but I did not regret defending my

On our way home we were playing a game in the car. You had to find three pennsylvania lisence plates. Then we got

I was seven years old and it was in the middle of the summer and I almost got run over by a car. The day was going really good just like any other summer day; I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and went outside to play. For breakfast that day we had pancakes that tasted like they were made by angels. Before Chris and I went outside our mom yelled, “Be back by lunch or I’m going to send your dad out there to get you!”

So I was at a store one day and I had some money to spend and I was in the store and I saw the brand new Nerf gun that just came out and my mind just went boom!"I asked my mom if I could buy it".

My second week at the court house was long but eye opening. I learned so much about the criminal justice system. I leaned that each procedure and each role a person play is crucial to someone life. On Tuesday, the day was short but still alarming. I came in and shadow one of the clerks as she was preparing for court. As the clerk was setting up for court I remember trying to recognize which department is what on each traffic ticket. I felt confuse, but the clerk show who was trooper, SUNY New Paltz police, and state police/ She remind that I will eventually learn who is who and how to set up for court. I felt better about what she said and I was ready for court. I notice that court will be short today because we did not have many cases. I began

Wake up son your football game is today get dressed and lets go your gonna be late.

“Why did it take you so long to get all of your things and get to the car?” And i had never done this before but i had to lie

“Turn the wheel baby! You have to get the car parallel to the curb!” my mother yelled as I failed yet again to maneuver into the parking space.

At the age of 17 all I could think about was having a car. However, I understood that owning a car, I would be required to have a job. This would allow me to pay for insurance, gas and maintenance issues. I also understood buying a car required me to have a driver license. After taking all the necessary steps to purchase my first car. The very first car I bought was a “lemon”.

the wheel of my vehicle. After my sentencing I was escorted to the booking room where