Personal Narrative: A Step Into My Car

I step into my car with my mom stepdad and two sisters and grandma. Early morning the windshield was frosted over. As we sat there waiting for it to warm, I looked out my window and the grass was long and unmanaged. And Hailey my older sister stared at me asking me what I was doing. And I replied wanting to go for this 18 hour drive. Finally my grandma Cilla said you guys ready to go. But of course my little sister Cheyenne said she had to pee. So my mom took her into the old house with the paint peeling off of its sides. Then after about 10 minutes my mom and my little sister walked down the squeaky stairs and got in and buckled up. Then we started driving, and as I looked out the window for the one hundredth time. We stopped at 7/11 and I bought a Slurpee a blue raspberry and mango flavor. …show more content…
After 2 hours of driving we had to stop to use the restroom. The rest stop, we stopped at was horrible the doors were broken and the whole building was vandalized. The toilets smelt and were ,broken there was only two squares of toilet paper. There was no sinks only germx… So I hurried to get out of there we left and it was a relief. My mom said “ us everyone buckled” and she drove off back onto the highway. Finally we had arrived at the motel we were staying at. It was 10:30 pm and it was dark and the windows if the motel were fogged,the grass was full of dew, and our car was relief to rest. We got room 12 and the room was the cheapest room in motel history. The pillows were like newspapers and the sheets were stained so I slept in the car. The next day we arrived to the property and had a nice