MY POOR CAR

When I was planning to go home today, aahhhh I could not start my car. Panicked. Asked my friends for help. And I realized.... I did not pull my hand break since this morning. aaaahhhh my gear was in D instead of P. No wonder. What was I doing this morning? How could this happen? How could I off my engine without pulling my hand break and changing my gear to P. How? How? How? How? I could not understand. At that moment, I was just so glad that I could still find my car at the parking lot after class. It did not move away from the parking lot. Pheui!

On the way home, I was still thinking how could that happen? As usual, random thoughts started to come into my mind. Maybe someone opened my car and change it? (who will be so free to do that?) The worst one is Maybe my hand break and gear are too loose and they changed themselves? aahhhh, I was so delicate to have such 'creative' mind. That's basically what's on my mind. And I was thinking which way to use so that I could reach home earlier. I was totally not concentrating.

While I was thinking very hard which way to use again.( as if it would make a big difference), suddenly, "bbiiiiaaaaannnnggggg...." aaaahhhh what is that now? looked back from my mirror. There's a white metal plate on the road. I supposed its original shape should be a flat one. But when I looked at it, it already bent into almost a U- shape. Okay I guessed I just ran over it with my car. That's so huge and I did not notice it before that. Fine, time to concentrate and drive home savely, without realizing my car tyres were actually punctured. How smart!

How could I not notice that both of my tyres were punctured? And I could still drive home as if nothing had happened until my aunt called and told me my tyres were punctured.