Personal Narrative: The Second Car

The Second Car It’s a pretty common gift for a someone’s high school graduation, a new car. When everyone finishes that kind of milestone of high school. Many kids my age go out of town to attend college so they really need a way to get there and come back every once and while. In a situation like that, a new car is not only a want but it’s a need. My first car was a little two door 2001 Pontiac Grand AM, it was a used car it had that faint smell of cigarettes from the previous owner, the left side mirror was replaced after someone hit a mailbox. However, I knew buying a new car was a huge investment so when the idea was brought up to my parents, they reacted like any other parents would in that kind of a situation, they told me, “Bob, if you want something like that then it’s up to you, you have a job. Save up your money for it” my mom said. “You have been working there for a while and you haven’t save your money well” my dad said immediately after. I’d been working at the retail store Abercrombie & Fitch for a little over a year, at the time and I really hadn’t saved a substantial amount of money; I usually bought new clothes or makeup so the idea of
Finally, after about a month or so, I saved up $100. I know it wasn’t much but it was the most I’d ever saved up and I was very proud of that. The car I had my eye on was very far out of my reach however. I’d always wanted a Ford Focus and I finally found one in town. It was a pearl white, 2015 Ford Focus Hatchback, it was perfect. I got that little warm feeling in my stomach from how happy I was. The interior was black, with no smell of cigarettes, just a slight hint of that new car smell. Unfortunately, I only had my $100 and the car was $13,000 so I had a long way to go, I knew my mom would help me out with this