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My Car-Personal Narrative
The time when my fifteen year old daughter wrecked my car. On this day I had a doctors appointment so I decided to pick Brittany up from school and take her with me. We arrived at the doctor's office on time, now keep in mind it's cold in most doctor's office, so I suggested that if she got cold she could go set in the car so I gave her my keys. The nurse called back to see the doctor, Brittany remained in the waiting area. Twenty minutes had pasted and the nurse was knocking on the examination room door, I stated "come in", the nurse opened the door and Brittany was standing there looking like she had seen a ghost, she was shaking and crying, however, she didn't make a sound. By this time I'm nervous and really need to know what happen. Brittany couldn't speak the nurse went to get her some water to com her down. I started thinking what could this child have done in twenty minutes of being out of my site. …show more content…
Brittany just stood there crying after about 40 seconds past she said in a weak voice" I had a wreck". I was so upset I just needed to be sure she was ok and make sure she didn't hurt anyone else. Brittany got in my car on the driver side started the engine and put the car in reverse she backed into a parked vehicle. The vehicle belong to a lady who worked in the same business office as my doctor. The lady was notified by a co-worker looking out the of window. Once I got outside to see the damages, the lady was there also; she was very nice she just wanted to be sure Brittany was ok. I stated "she is fine", and I apologized to her for the accident. My Insurance company paid for all the damages on the both cars. Brittany was so scared she is still not ready to drive and she will be seventeen in
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