1950𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

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I'm 13 years old now and even though mum say to me I should sleep, I meet with some of my friends at midnight. Its 3 a.m. in the morning and I drive with my friends to a market because my friends wants buy something

"Cherilyn? Can you pay attention of the car?"

I nod

"Sure I can...go.."

I smile and my friends are running in the market. But after few minutes came suddenly many cars and they can't drive continue. They are honking and some people are screaming.  I have the choice: I stand still the car there and I let them honk or I drive the car away. I choose number 2. Even though I don't know how to drive and I never saw how my mum did, I sit nevertheless in front of the steering wheel and start the car. I drive around the market but really slowly. As I'm back next to the market I lean a bit back and I make a big breath. I was to afraid that I make an accident. But suddenly stand next to me a police car and the officer makes the window down

"How old are you young lady?"

I jerk a bit and looks to him

"I'm 13..."

The officer go out and opens the door from the car from my friend

"You are arrested...we bring you to the station and call your mum..."

I shake my head

"Noo please not...I can explain it really..."

But nevertheless I got arrested and they bring me to the station. I sit in front of the office table and a police man is calling my mum.

"Hello? Are you Georgia Holt?...yeah I know its 3:30 in the morning but we have your daughter Cherilyn Sarkisian here...just come to our station then we explain that to you."

Then he hung up and with his hands he makes a fist and lies them on the table. Furthermore he looks to me

"Your mother comes in few minutes."

After few minutes comes my mum and she looks shocked and worried. I look to her shy and I'm afraid that she is mad at me.

"God what happened..."

She says. She sits next to me and strokes over my cheek

"Cherilyn are you okay?"

I nod. The police man begins

"Well...your daughter got arrested because she drives with a car on a parking spot."

My mum looks more confused

"W..w..what? This can't be true...she hasn't a driver license...that isn't possible..."

She looks to me

"Cherilyn...why?"

I sigh and I can't understand the situation at all

"I don't want that too...but my friends go in a market and I must pay attention the car. Then came many cars and they honking! They want drive away but I was in their way. So I drive the car away from them."

My mum sighs deep and shakes her head

"But Cherilyn...you... okay..we talk about that at home...okay?"

Then she takes my hand and looks to the officer

"Thank you officer..."

The officer nods and we go out now. As we drive to home my mum looks short to me

"Cherilyn...I'm not mad okay? But...but.. when I tell you you must sleep then sleep please...and.. its good that you want make place for other cars but this is not good what you did..."

I crosses my arms and look away

"But they honk so much...this annoying me...I can't sleep and I stand up.

My mum sighs

"I promise to you that you can do it when you're 18 okay?"

I look to her

"But this are 5 years til I'm 18..."

She strokes my leg

"I know...but.. then you can do what you want okay?"

I nod only

"And just let honk the cars okay?"

I nod again...

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