Sunday, April 22, 2007
Creative Story
This past weekend, my parents came down to visit my brother and I, and they drove down the car that was mine, but it didn't really work out between us, so it gave me the idea to write a story about it. The car gave me many good stories that I can now laugh at, but really made me mad at the time. I want the story to be kind of humorous and just about the experiences I went through with that car.
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I felt a lot of personal feelings and anguish in the story. The old and the new had me feeling like the good old days were more imortant than a brand new life with all the glitz and glamour. The cars had a sense of personality that I could feel through the writing.
On one hand you had the brand new car, perfect in every physical aspect. Underneath though it seemed that there was a sense of trust that was absent and more or less a mismatch of the car and driver.
In Betty though there was a rock. An imperfect friend in many aspects, but the most loyal and dependable when it came to being there. Even if Betty couldn't deliver the best performance, and didn't have all the best attributes, she was still there for you when you needed her.
After reading the piece I felt like Betty was old reliable. Though a car she had life and was always there through thick and thin. Sometimes she struggled to kee up the pace, but she gave it her best. Ned on the other hand had everything you could hope for, but didn't have the loyalty or dedication that Betty had.
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