Personal Narrative: My Chevy Aveo

My Chevy Aveo had a few minor problems with it cosmetically and mechanically, but I loved the gray hatchback with splotchy paint. This car had the simplest package available. You have manual locks, lights, and windows. The windows you had to keep rolled down because the a/c did not work and pray that it did not start raining because trying to roll up windows driving is not safe. Therefore, you have to pull over and get out while everything is getting wet including yourself and roll each one up. Then you have the radio which was literally only a radio. It didn't have a CD Player or AUX input. When you would begin to gain speed, the transmission would jump and make strenuous sounds. You felt like the transmission was going to fall out onto the
ground. The sounds would make your ears bleed, unless you turned the radio all the way up. I still loved my car and thought the world of it, even with all of its problems. Everyone else thought that my car was a death trap just waiting to happen. People would try to be funny and say a prayer before they stepped into my car. When we would start going down the road and the jumping would start, people would turn as white as a ghost scared that we would wreck. Once the ride came to an end, everyone would get out and kiss the ground that they made it back in one piece. They thought it was the smallest, scariest P.O.S. they have ever been in or seen in their life time.