Imagine everything bad happening to you and your car all in the same week. Sounds horrible, right? Yeah, well, it happened to me in high school. It’s the week I now call “Hell Week.”
It all started last year in October on a Monday morning before school. I had made my usual trip to Donuts Plus for breakfast. After I finished eating, I had just enough time to get across town to community service, but when I tried to start my car, nothing happened.
Sometimes my car didn’t start immediately, but if I tapped on the cables that were connected to the battery, then it would. Of course, this time it didn’t work because I was in a hurry. I had to call my mom at work to come get me and take me home to get a different car, which made me over an hour late to community service.
The next day wasn’t too great either. Since I didn’t have a fourth period class, I had time to go home and change clothes before band practice. I knew I was low on gas, but I figured I had enough to make it home and then go back into town for band practice…. Wrong! I ran out of gas on my way back into town, and I wasn’t lucky enough for it to happen anywhere near a gas station. So I was stuck out in the boonie
