Finding the House
I smiled to myself after having hung up with my sister. She was elated to have me over, and told me it was silly to have thought otherwise.
I pulled out on to the street and glanced back to the directions she had given me. She said I wasn’t to far from her house, but knowing me it would take almost an hour before I truely found it. Which made me determined to find her house before my hour was up.
I turned up my radio when a song from my childhood came on. I used to love this song, and my sister and I would sing along together. Oh, the memories…
Aw, crap.. I thought to myself. I think I just missed my turn. I doubled back, and sure enough, there was the street I wanted. I need to start paying more attention to my surroundings while driving…
I glanced at my clock, only 30 minutes left. I looked around when I thought I was near, and found the street I was looking for on my first try. When I pulled up in her driveway, I was extremly proud. It had only taken me 45 minutes!