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Donor
There comes a time in every boy’s life when he feels like a man. Mine was the day I turned sixteen. The moment had come when it was time to get my license. I could hardly wait to go to the D.M.V. to pick up my new freedom. This is where my story begins...
My name is John Brown this is my story. I lived here in Deer View for all of my 16 years. The day had come for me to get my license. I was so excited, the freedom of having my own way to go places. My parents bought me a sweet car, a Nova SS. This car runs as mean as it looks. I cant wait to get behind the wheel of this bad boy. I heard my dad call for me down the hall. It was time to go.
Once we arrived at the D.M.V. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I walked up to the counter and the lady handed me all the paperwork I needed to fill out so she could process my license. I moved quickly to the table and started filling in the blanks. I returned to the counter with the stack of paperwork in tow. The lady behind the counter said I forgot to fill out one part of the paperwork. My heart sank, I thought I would never get through all of this. The lady must have seen the dumb founded look on my face. “It’s the part that states if you would like to be an organ donor or not.” The lady replied. I quickly checked the yes box and handed back the paper to the lady. With a few keystrokes of her computer she said my license would be ready in about ten minutes. Those where the longest ten minutes of my life I thought. The lady soon called me to counter. I could still feel the warmth of them laminating it. my dad asked if I would like to drive the family car back home. I told him it was okay I was going to wait and save it for my old blue friend in the driveway.
I was going everywhere in that old car. The car felt as if it where an extension of my own body. I knew every inch of that car inside and out.I was always looking for a reason to get behind that wheel. To hear that engine roar and to turn loose those horses under the hood. I was in...
My name is John Brown this is my story. I lived here in Deer View for all of my 16 years. The day had come for me to get my license. I was so excited, the freedom of having my own way to go places. My parents bought me a sweet car, a Nova SS. This car runs as mean as it looks. I cant wait to get behind the wheel of this bad boy. I heard my dad call for me down the hall. It was time to go.
Once we arrived at the D.M.V. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I walked up to the counter and the lady handed me all the paperwork I needed to fill out so she could process my license. I moved quickly to the table and started filling in the blanks. I returned to the counter with the stack of paperwork in tow. The lady behind the counter said I forgot to fill out one part of the paperwork. My heart sank, I thought I would never get through all of this. The lady must have seen the dumb founded look on my face. “It’s the part that states if you would like to be an organ donor or not.” The lady replied. I quickly checked the yes box and handed back the paper to the lady. With a few keystrokes of her computer she said my license would be ready in about ten minutes. Those where the longest ten minutes of my life I thought. The lady soon called me to counter. I could still feel the warmth of them laminating it. my dad asked if I would like to drive the family car back home. I told him it was okay I was going to wait and save it for my old blue friend in the driveway.
I was going everywhere in that old car. The car felt as if it where an extension of my own body. I knew every inch of that car inside and out.I was always looking for a reason to get behind that wheel. To hear that engine roar and to turn loose those horses under the hood. I was in...
