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The First Car

There are many different types of relationships people have with objects of significance. Various objects with various descriptions often become a part of our lives whether for achievement, novelty, or symbolism. Automobiles are one of these objects. They are the desires of many, with critical attention to detail, usage, and maintenance by owners. With experience as the greatest tool, and the memories that come with many firsts, I have come to understand the relationship between a person and their automobile.

In the aftermath of parting ways with my first car, it is now that the significant ties have revealed themselves. Often, in situational firsts and initial endeavors, the emotional ties are drawn from the existence of a milestone in one's life. In this case, an automobile, represented freedom, responsibility, ownership, and another step further from childhood.

My first car symbolized a period of hard work, yet, is remembered for the good times that came along with it in the form of road trips, great stories, and even better conversation.

And even though the end produced various problems, and the upgrade in vehicles creates excitement, it is inevitable that every other automobile will be irrelevant. Because nothing will ever replace the first time you bought that car, and the first time you drove away in freedom.

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