My First Fender Bender

In late 2004, I was in 11^th grade, a junior in high school. The presidential election was about to begin, and George W. Bush was about to win the election for a second straight year. I had just got my license the year before, and everything was going fine. One day when the forecast called for rain, my parents told me to take the car instead of walking. At the time of dismissal when everyone was leaving, I got into a "fender bender," and in the following paragraphs, I will sketch the event and provide my feelings after it happened, and my feelings today.

To begin, I will first talk about the event itself, and give a "sketch" of the setting. Since the forecast was saying rain, I anticipated bad weather when I was leaving school, but it was actually sunny outside. The parking lot at the time had three sections; two in front of the building, and one on the side of the building. I was parked in the lower lot out front, and when I got to the car, most of the other students had already left. When the bell rang for dismissal, it did not take long for everyone to leave. I get to my Dad's Taurus, put my stuff in the car, get in, and turn it on. I put the car in reverse, look to see if there are any cars and did not notice any. I then began to back up and the next thing I know I had bumped into another car. They were also backing up, and the driver was a student who I had known for some time. I parked the car and turned it off.