In Ohio it is legal for you to get yur liecence on yiur 16nth birthday. I'm 17 and still, unfortunately, liecenceless. Why, you might ask? Her is the story. In two parts-
Part 1:
So it was this summer, summer of 2015, when I dissided to go to camp with a friend. Sky view ranch it was called. I was one of the ten vollenteers for the grounds crew workers, are made up name being the grithogs to make us feel more special then a bunch of guys doing free labor. It was the fourth day I was there, and mine and two others job was to move this brush pile ( don't worry if you didn't know what brush is I didn't eather till I event to sky view ranch, it's just a big pile of wood). So we hooked up old besty the tractor with me driving and the two others in the cart old besty was hulling. So we headed off move the brush pile to the trash about 10 stones throws a way. So we gather the brush pile and I start ol' besty and OMG ( valley girl style) this thing is slow, like as slow as a frigging cheeta ( antonym style), I could walk a mile faster then walk another mile ( Jesus walk the extra mile style) OK Im done but it was slow. We were on a monsterious hill so I made the educated dissision to put ol' besty in nueteral on the hill. Ol' besty suddenly took the momentum and we flew down the hill. We all would have been screaming screams of trill and enjoyment but there was a problem. At the bottom of the hill was a pond, at the bottom of the hill! So as we build up speed I quickly push my fear to the back of my cortex and take action. I slam my foot on the brakes. I slam again this time harder....the brakes aren't working.
I yell back to my fellow grithogs bumping around in the back cart, "THE BREAKS ARN'T WORKING!" Then I scramble around the tractor looking for the emergency brake as the ominous pond gets nearer and three ile per hour ol' bestys going 25. Miles per hour. I finnaly found the emergency brake and feel more relived as I pull up. My relief did not last long because nothing happened.
The pond is gaining up on us.
10 feet
5 feet
Then I quickly make the dissision and cut the wheel as one of the last possible seconds the tractor skims the pond and ol' besty and the cart both lean onto two wheels nearly knocking me and the two grithogs off the tractor and into the depts of the pond. Nearly. After a while we slow down to a stop and I look back and greeting me are two teethy smilies. The older one said, " That was AWEsome! But you are never driving again."
Part 2:
I lose everything. It's not like I lose the t.v. remote onc a year so now my parents think I'm braindead, It's worst. I'll admit it and my parents think I'm far past being brain dead. For example, this summer I lost or broke 5 phones.
Phone #1- I jumped in a lake an forgot I had a phone in my pocket
Phone #2- I lost in a debate trip in michagin
Phone #3- It fell out of my pocket playing basketball
Phone #4- I threw it against the wall
Phone #5- I lost it somewhere in my house.
Plus, I've had to get my temps 3 other times because I've lost them.
And that, my dearest wattpad friends, is why I'm licenceless.
The Ideal Irresponsible
