Brittany Gibson
Exploration Six
I was five years
old and the youngest in my family. I remember playing with my brother who is
two years older than me out in the yard at our old house on the west end day
after day. One day my mom and I were on the way to the store. My brother
decided to stay at home with my dad. Moreover, it just so happened that
particular day my mother’s car was in the shop; therefore, we had to take my
dad’s Bronco.
My mom being
only maybe five feet tall had trouble reaching the petals in the Bronco, which
was even more important because it was a five speed, meaning she would have to
be able to use the clutch petal efficiently so the truck would not stall out.
Nevertheless, we were on our way to the store when we start to go over some
train tracks when suddenly the rails started going down. Instead of stopping,
my mom decided to hurry over the tracks, just then the car just stopped right
in the middle of the tracks. My mom had accidently stalled the car.
I could see the train, but it did not seem to be that
close. My mom then tried to start the car but she could not get the clutch
petal down far enough. I looked up the train is now a lot closer I started to
panic and yelled for my mom to do something. She then tried to undo my
seatbelt, and I kid you not, the seatbelt would not come off. I then saw the
fear in her eyes and knew we were in trouble. The train was hurling towards us
and she had one shot at getting the truck to start. At that moment my mom used
everything she had in herself and started the truck and we hurried over the
tracks barely missing the train.
Moreover, to this very day I stop at every track and
never go around tracks if a train is close. Life is a blessing and every day we
should be thankful for life and our family.
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ReplyDeleteCrazy story! Glad you were okay... You use good word selection to make your story come to life for your readers. Great job.
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