A+Childhood+Memory

Getting Pulled Over for the First Time
When someone tries to think of a few of their memories, they usually think of things that recently happened. __For example- vacations, events, concerts, trips, etc. But childhood memories are different; they are something that many people share the same of- that stick in our mind distinctly, and were a big deal to us at some point__.

A childhood memory that sticks out in my mind the most would have to be when I was in the car with my mom. __We were at the bank (something went wrong, so it was taking forever)__. I took my seat belt off and put my head out the window. I didn't just have my head out the window,but I was hanging out the window. So, when my mom drove away from the bank, I was still hanging out the window. We didn't get very far before my mom was telling me to sit down and put my seatbelt back on, but it was too late. The cop siren went off, and we got pulled over. I remember when my mom was pulling the car to the side of the road and when the officer was walking up to the car. Being six, I was very intimidated by him in his uniform, by his fancy car and siren, by his big tall hat, and by his booming voice.

It didn't help any that the police officer was not very friendly. __He lectured us about how my life was in danger: why would my mom let me be doing that and I could be taken away from my parents if stuff like that continued to happen__. __And, he didn't just lecture us- but he took 30 minutes to do so__. My mom was pretty ticked off because his never-ending speech made us late to wherever it was that we were going. But I was probably six at the time, so I was completely __terrified__ of what he was telling me.

There is not one little kid who likes hearing that she could be taken away from her parents. __Besides- in my eyes I had just been bored at the bank drive-thru and hadn't had a chance to sit back down yet before the cop yelled at us__. I remember this childhood memory so vividly because I, still to this day, do not like cops. When I am in a car that gets pulled over, I start freaking out. I'm scared of police probably because the cop that pulled my mom and me over that one day was really harsh, and I was really little. This childhood memory had an affect on me that still lasts today.