Having A Car-Personal Narrative

I wanted a car so I wouldn’t have to rely on my dad for taking me to work, school, and other places. I had money saved up from previous summers, but it wasn’t enough to buy a car. I worked at Safeway during this time as a courtesy clerk. I hated this job because I would have to go outside and push carts during the hot summer and rainy days. I dreaded going to work when I saw how hot it was going to be, but I stuck with it. After some very long months at a job I didn’t like, I had saved up enough money to buy my own car. I was very proud of myself that day.

If I get a car now, then I should be a great driver by the time I have to leave to live on my own. We need to face it, one day I am going to have to “leave the nest” and driving with my own car on my own will only begin to make me a strong driver. I don’t want to have to rely on people all the time. I want to show everyone that

After I got my permits my mom and dad started to let me drive the car more and take them places when they aren’t feeling like driving. When I got my license they began to send me to places alone to go get stuff for them that they needed. The first place they sent me was to Bogalusa to go meet up with my sister at her job at citi trends. I knew where and how to get to Bogalusa because I been there so many times, but the only thing I couldn’t remember sometimes is where my sister job was at. So every time I was to make it to Bogalusa I would call my mom or my sister to give me directions. The next day the whole family wanted to go out to eat somewhere at a restaurants to celebrate me for passing my driver’s license test, but the only thing about was that I had to drive the whole time and it was supposed to be a surprised for me. I had to drive all the way to Hattiesburg to some restaurant I never been to before. The food there was good and I had really enjoyed myself. That was one of the best things to happen to me in my life. All I got to say about driving is that it was the best of the best thing to ever happen to

For a while I always had my parents or friends give me rides to places. But after I turned 15 I started to think and I decided that I wanted to get my permit. The first try I didn’t get it. At that time it made me not want to get my permit because I didn’t want to fail over and over again and again.

The day my parents drove into the driveway with a Jeep was one of the most exciting days in my life. Although it would be six long months before I actually had a driver's license, the Jeep represented freedom. Still to this day, I am grateful for the privilege to roll down the top and blast my music. But, I’m still a kid with a desire to one day go from zero to sixty in less than three seconds. The Jeep is enjoyable but I hope one day earn enough money to buy a Dodge Hellcat for many reasons.

There is a time in everyone’s lives, when they gain independence. There was a time when I asserted my independence and I broke away from influence and control of some things and my parents. I received my driver's license recently, and also, I got my first car. I gained my independence from this event. I felt I needed to be independent for many reasons. I wanted to become independent because I felt like it would make me become more mature. Driving on your own can be dangerous at times and requires you to have a high level of maturity. If you aren’t mature enough before you start, when you start to drive by yourself, it will shape you into a very mature individual. I also felt that I needed to become independent because I didn’t like relying on my parents every time I wanted to go

I sat there nervous , thinking this is it I have to do this ,It's now or never . I can feel the sweat coming down my forehead ,my hands also sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel.My shot at getting my drivers license was finally here . I can feel the driving instructor watch my every move . But let's go back a couple of weeks to the one day I decided I was ready to get behind the wheel . My 15th birthday , in my culture when a girl turns 15 they are coming into adult hood and there is a big celebration called Quinceañera. I was not to happy with the celebration all I really wished for was to have my own car . My parents on the other and it being tradition they didn't really ask for my opinion . After all what teenage girl didn't want to have

Also, I would make my mom understand that me knowing how to cook, clean, and babysit is something good, and if I could cook like her then I would be able to handle having my own car, although having your own car may be a lot of responsibility I think I can handle all the duties, and I would do just fine. Another good reason why I think I should have a car is because, it wouldn’t be safe to walk to school or walk out anywhere else alone, and they wouldn't want my life to be at

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”.

I bought my first car when I was 17 years old. The first thing I remember was taking it to my uncle who was an Auto Mechanic to get his opinion. His words were “ son, you just bought yourself a lemon”. Later that day I learned what he meant by a “lemon”. I was on the freeway driving and as I looked into my rear view mirror there was a trail on white smoke coming from the tale pipe. The car I had just bought had a bad engine and needed to be replaced.

Mom or Dad are constantly to-and-fro places such as driving to their son’s soccer game and getting groceries, but with the advantage of another driver in the home, they don’t have to work as hard. Teens can get where they need to go without being bothersome and just an overall convenience. In addition, they can create new opportunities and improve their social life. The biggest plus for students when owning a car is “They can go hang out with friends and meet new ones which will help their socials skills which are needed…” (www.teenink.com). This gives not only the parents’ relaxation, but also the students’ freedom and

The Beginning - When I was sixteen years I did not expect a car from my parents. Both my parents never got a car from their parents. I expected to have me drive the minivan until Mom didn’t want it anymore and it’d become mine. And it was mine, for a while. I hated every minute of it. I worked two jobs during that year of high school to get my own car; one as a lifeguard and the other with a landscaping company. I saved my money until had a couple thousand dollars in my bank account. I started looking online for a set of wheels that didn’t have giant sliding doors on the side.

I was 15 and had just bought my car in July with my own money. A 1993 Mustang. I had been saving up since I was 8. I didn’t have a lot of money so the car wasn’t exactly street legal. Don’t worry it wasn’t stolen. It was only missing the entire front half of it. It was December now and I still hadn’t driven it. Nothing had changed. It was still the same glossy black car with the missing front pieces exposing its rustic and bare metal frame. I wanted to drive it, I did, but deep down a part of me kept telling myself that I would never be able to drive the manual gearbox. Sure, I had watched videos of how to do it, but whenever I would take the cover off the car and sit down in it my mind would be overrun with other thoughts of anxiety. So instead

For my first reason that you should let me get a car is because I help out around the house all the time. Everyday I clean at the house for at least an hour and take care of the dog. I think that I am plenty responsible to have a car because of me doing things around the house.

The first time I drove a true car was two years ago. I begged my friend so many time to teach me how to drive. Fortunately, my roommate his left his car to me when I came to ASU. Every day when I got out of class, I would drive the car around Tempe. But every thing got change after that Friday. It became a nightmare for me.