I yelled to my mom that I was leaving to go to a friend’s house. This wasn’t a normal visit to a friends house it was the first time I was about to drive somewhere alone. I tried to contain my excitement and insecurity about driving on the road without any assistance. I didn’t want to look too eager, but inside I was beaming. My mom came up to the door and I could tell she was getting emotional. So, to spare the awkward moment I acted nonchalant and said I would be back in a couple hours. I felt my mom’s eyes burning into my back as I slowly walked to my car and opened the door. There were millions of different feelings twirling inside of me, and I wasn’t sure which one to follow. I didn’t feel like I was old enough to be driving; yet another part of me couldn’t wait to turn on the engine and press my foot to the gas. As a released the break I felt like I was releasing my childhood. I was a driver on the road, and it made me feel old. Along with this emotion I couldn’t help contradicting this feeling with the fact that I am only 16, and that isn’t that old in my mind. I still confided in my parents and let them take care of me. I wasn’t any older at all; it was just a feeling of maturity that came with the responsibility of driving. To stop my overflow of emotions I turned up the music and was quickly lost in an upbeat song. I laughed and smiled as I sang along with the music, and I realized that all this release of emotion was the feeling of freedom.
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I felt the exact same way when I first got my license. It's funny because my mom was so scared she would barely let me go out to eat with some friends. When I first got in my car I was freaking out all the anticipation to get my license and suddenly I had it and I was finally free. I have to agree with you when you talked about how awkward the moment was between you and your mom when you first got in your car. For my mom it was really emotional because I am her youngest child. Good Post!
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