My first time driving to atlanta by myself

My First Time Driving to Atlanta by Myself


I pulled out of the driveway around four o’clock that morning with a cup of coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other. I was a little nervous because for one I had never driven to Atlanta by myself and two I was trying out for American Idol. To make matters even more nerve racking, the weather did not look to promising. The sky was lit up with bolts of lightning like a knife cutting through the clouds. The thunder sounded like someone was beating on a sheet of metal over and over again. I hate driving in rainy conditions to begin with and I definitely did not want to be driving through them on that long trip to Atlanta. I remember I was shaking so hard that my foot was lifting off the gas pedal. There were only a few drops of rain on my windshield, me being the phobic that I am, I was about to have an anxiety attack. I wanted to pull over and just wait it out. I called my mother and asked her to pray for protection and I even tried to beseech it like it was some kind of demon. Thank god no one was in the car with me. They would have had a good laugh at my expense. I hadn’t even made it to the audition yet. That was the moment to be having a nervous breakdown not on the road. I finally pulled it together and for the rest of the drive from Macon to the outskirts of Atlanta there was not one drop of rain. I should have known with my luck. As soon as I saw the first exit in Atlanta, I was rejoicing in my car like a crazy woman, like I had just won a race. I called my mom so proud “Hey! I made it!” I drove to Atlanta all by myself. I sat back in my seat pleased that I had made such a big accomplishment. Then, the unthinkable happened. After two hours of driving, not one drop of rain, the bottom falls out. Here I am fifteen minutes to that golden ticket to fame and fortune. At last, I was going to get my chance to sing my heart out in front the American Idol judges. A severe thunderstorm has to come through downtown Atlanta and take what little bit of sanity I had left. It was no ordinary storm. I never see truck drivers pull over. Needless to say they were pulled off to the left and right in emergency lanes because they could even see. The rain drops were so big and heavy hitting my windshield you would have thought someone had found a water balloon propeller and decided to attack me.