Personal Narrative: Lessons Learned While Driving

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As every other teenager, I had also been ecstatic to learn how to drive, teaching myself the rules of the road. In November of 2016 I was driving home, and as I was stopped at a red light, a clearly intoxicated driver rear ended my car from the back. In that moment, I was completely shocked, I had forgotten everything I had learned in driving school and I had not known what to do. I had really felt that my life had been turned upside down as I sat in my car realizing the gravity of the situation. I forced myself to get out of the car and handle the situation, as the other person was clearly incapable of doing so. In spite of the fact that I was feeling emotions of being defeat and not knowing what to do I put on a face of confidence and resolved

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