Personal Narrative: My Car

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I kept thinking to myself, was I doing the right or wrong or was it worth it. As I felt my hands shake with a force I had no control over. I took courage and grabbed the lightweight black and silver car keys off the dining room large table with sticky coffee stains from breakfast earlier. The house was very silent and peaceful, as if the whole humanity had vanished from the face of the earth. I was bored to death, and suddenly my friend texts me, saying “Hey man, Lets hang out in your brothers car?” since I’m so arrogant, I cared less about whoever taught I was doing the wrong or dangerous, without over thinking it, I took a step forward into the worst decision I could had made in my entire life, yet. Once I stepped inside the 2004 Mazda model …show more content…

After all I had learned from all those lessons my uncle had taught me, and my drivers permit endless hours I had took back in my home country. Until everything changed course. I checked confidently, the rear mirror on the right of the old fashion car, and as matter of seconds I turn back to the road I see a shadow of what appears to be a “bad luck” Black cat on the still wet grass from all the rain last night. Suddenly, I see a fast speeding car towards my way. Desperately I move the steering wheel to the left to avoid collapsing into the modern 2015 Kia car, but as I turn the steering wheel everything turned in slow motion, even I couldn’t do anything else, but to hope the best. As the slow motion slowly turned into blurry speed, I was desperately trying to do anything I could to stop it but the steering wheel turned brusque, so much that I had no control over it at all. Almost as if it had, out of nowhere, grown its own soul and had control over its own future. At the end of the muddy road there was the lifesaving oak tree that was brave enough to embrace the large heavy vehicle which I was riding on. That stopped me from doing more damage to myself, the vehicle and a couple of houses …show more content…

At that very moment, walked out the old, smoky metal box with wheels, I felt the earth suddenly stop orbiting around, as I saw how the front of the car tarred apart. This decision has turned my life around ever since. Decision making is very important for me since then, thinking twice seems right when, the decisions i make, seem wrong. As Greig Groechel once said, “The decisions you make today, will determine the stories that you tell tomorrow.” Explaining how what you choose to do now, will determine what you have become or what you will be telling in the future. Everyone has made a decision in their lifetime, at least one, and that’s a good thing. What you need to make sure is that you are aware that the decisions you make will determine who you are, what you become and the kind of people you relation yourself in whether the decision is simple, it will still determine your