I was inside my house when my good friend and neighbor started to knock on the door, her name is Gia. As I opened the door, I saw the Gia I know. Her short brown hair, dark blue eyes, and her tennis shoes. She asked if I could come outside. I went outside and realized everyone was rolling skating, riding their bicycle, skateboards, etc. Some of the older girls that were “watching” their siblings weren’t really doing much of anything. Just sitting in a lawn chair drinking Lemon Aid. It was already a little after the beginning of fall so it was too late for them to tan.
I had remembered that I had just gotten this new light purple electric moped. I asked my dad if I could ride it. All of my friends had a mom or dad in the Navy, so we lived on base. There were a lot of rules to follow there, too. It wasn’t that I didn’t like it there, I loved it. It rarely got extremely hot, but it got so cold one winter they closed the schools. I had gotten outside with my bicycle helmet and my moped, it didn’t go very fast with Dad riding it, but he said that I needed to be really careful with everyone outside and around. Everyone came over and said hey and such because I hadn’t seen them in a while. I was…show more content… I didn’t feel confident, though, I had a bad feeling in my stomach, I was sweating, I didn’t know what to think to be honest. The only good feeling in me was that I was going to impress all of the neighborhood. I was going to be the coolest kid on the block. I was so ready, but something inside of me just didn’t feel like this was a good idea. I thought of my parents, they always tell me to go with my gut, and for the first time I felt like my gut was wrong. Maybe it had something to do with the ice cream. Maybe it was that all of the older girls might see me fail. I couldn’t embarrass myself in front of the girls that I looked up