A Day in France
A Day in France
Have you ever taken your parents car without permission? And have the luck to get pulled over by a police officer this only time you have taken the car without permission? Do youremember when you think inside your head “this dosent feel right”.
It was a Friday like around four oclock, I had asked my mom to let me borrow the car but her usual answer was “no”. After having a verbal argument about the car situation, I got mad and took the car keys from the table and with adrenaline running through my veins and the steaming hot sun hitting my dark blue shirt all that was in my head was “take the car”. In the back of my mind I could hear my mom yelling at me to get out of the car. I ignored her and got into the car. I got the keys and put them in the ignition and turned them. I pulled out of the driveway and turned on to the streets. While I was driving away I thought to myself why my mom never let me borrow the carthat especific day, but I ignored my thoughts and forgot about it
After driving for about fifteen minutes I made a turn in a stop sign and felt fear for some reason. I made the turn and the next thing I hear is a police siren, as soon as I heard the siren I felt a cold liquid flow from my head to my to my arms. At that moment I thought to myself “Im screwed”, first of all I had no license and if I did I didnt have insurance under my name. The police officer asked me to pull over to the curb, at that moment I was scared.The cop knew I didnt have insurance because