TESLA GONE
DONE HAYWIRE Mandy
Dupervil
It’s a hot and steamy Friday and the idea of a road trip sparks in my mind. I recently bought the new Tesla Bond X, and it´s been a while since my cousin Tishawna and I hung out, so why not take a four-hour trip to New Hampshire? I begin packing everything I need in order to survive the road and relax in my cousin’s abode. In case of my forgetfulness, I make a checklist. Toothbrush? Check. Nintendo controller? Check. Goldfish snacks? Check. I pray before exiting my flat. I look up and see my apartment standing prideful and tall like the Empire State Building. A soft breeze hits my face and has my entire body in a calm mode. “Today is going to be a good day,” I say with passion in my tone. Walking towards the garage, I alert my Tesla, and once I reach it, I begin to assemble my body, gather my thoughts, and hit the road. It’s been an hour since I’ve been driving on the road, and I’m feeling a bit drowsy. I put my car into auto-drive and scurry onto the passenger side to take a mini-break. The cheesy flavor of my cheddar Goldfish has my taste buds cheering. While I’m sitting in the back and scrolling through my Instagram feed, laughing at the humorous memes of cats and dogs fighting, I hear a huge pop sound, and my car starts shaking repeatedly. I start to panic but make steady movements. All of sudden, the car stops and begins to growl like a zombie in hunger. I get so scared, afraid of what’s going on, and begin to dial my cousin’s number. I start talking with an unstoppable ramble. ¨Tishawna, I´m so scared. I was driving, then I stopped driving
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