Cars for a Cause
My favorite little red car that I called ‘baby red' died last year. Baby red and I had been through a lot together. When I turned 16 I got a new car and within weeks I had totaled it. So my dad (thinking he was teaching me a lesson) made me drive our red Pontiac grand prix that we left at our lake house usually just in case someone needed an extra car. Even though it was like 5 years old already when I got it, it was in pretty good shape. He told me that if I could go 6 months without getting a ticket or getting into an accident (of any kind) that he would buy me a new car. Well within days I got a speeding ticket, so the clock restarted itself. So needless to say still in my sophomore year of college baby red and I were together. But it didn't seem like a punishment, I was so attached to that car (even though it was beat up from me hitting things) I didn't even want a new one. My friends seriously thought I was crazy and even my dad begged me to let him get me a new car.
So my sophomore year baby red finally died and I had to have her towed away. But a few days before that had happened I was driving down the highway (if only I had known it was the last time ha) and I saw a sign about donating cars to charity so when I got home I looked it up. I saw a bunch of websites including one about Washington DC cars for charity and all of the different charities they go to. They pick up your car for free and you get a tax write off.
So when baby red finally died a few days later, I felt a lot better when the charity for children's cancer came to tow her away. It seemed so stupid that I was so attached to a car but really was sad to see it go. I had spent almost 5 years of my life with that car and had been through so much in it including accidents (which aren't so fun) but also fun things like the homecoming parade and going out on dates and driving to college for the first time. It made me feel so much better though knowing that bay red was doing a good thing.