Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Free Narrative Essays - Speeding Is A Dead End :: Example Personal Narratives
  Speeding Is A Dead End         Part of being a human being is learning from  our mistakes.  It is a natural process that we all experience at various periods of our lives.   For instance, throughout the process of learning how to solve mathematics  problems, the only method is to practice  answer the problems.  During this  process of solving the problems, it is only natural to make mistakes.  By  comparison, in life in general, the only way to learn to become a  split  person is by correcting the mistakes that were previously experienced.  During the  past eighteen years, I have learned many lessons as a result of primarily  making mistakes. My  pay back always told me to obey the speed limit because one day  I will unexpectedly have to pay the price.  Not only could I  stamp out myself  by speeding, I could kill other innocent people that could have been  involved. Moreover,  non only did I not comply with the speed limit, I did not    obey  my mother.  Unfortunately, I learned my lesson one gloomy day when I got  caught for speeding on a city street by a  natural law officer.         It was the typical setting to be accused for a  driving offense.  The clouds were gray, the roads were slick due to a recent rainfall and there  was not many cars on the road encouraging me to drive faster.  I had just  gone through a yellow light at a major  interbreeding and when I looked straight  ahead, there was not a car in sight.  Due to the fact that the road was all  mine, I was encouraged to  break twenty-five kilometers over the speed limit. Admittedly, I almost heard my mother telling me to slow down.  After my  increase in velocity, I noticed  I was approaching a downhill.  Since I was  driving downhill, I was forced to pick up speed and I reached approximately 100  km/h. When I reached the  take road again, I was able to see the road ahead.   To my surprise, I not   iced an old, rotten car parked on the shoulder of the road and  a person wearing a hat getting out of it.  As I drew nearer, I noticed  that it was a police officer directing me to  pause the car and park on the shoulder of  the   
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