On November 10th, I went back home to Atlantic Beach, North Carolina to see my family and go to a community lead version of The Addams Family play. The play was on Saturday the 11th. Nothing interesting happened on Friday. I went to my classes, and afterword, I drove four and a half hours home. As soon as I got to my house, I ran straight in, passed all of my family, and gave my dog the biggest hug. They were not too happy about it. We ate dinner and went to bed eager for the play on Saturday. The play was an hour from my house, and my sister and mom were with me.
The actors in the play were from the community, and they did an amazing job. We went to the theatre and got some popcorn and soda. We sat in the second row, and there was fog around us and on the stage. My sister and I got a picture with Lurch; he was ushering people to their seats.
I am a big Wednesday Addams fan, and the actress did an amazing job with keeping her facial expressions even when there were funny parts of the play. I highly recommend to everyone reading this to go see this play anywhere. The songs were amazing, and the local talent embodied their characters perfectly. Morticia and Lurch looked like they came right from the original show. The day after the play, my family and I went to church
After church, I left to come back to school. It is a four-and-a-half-hour drive. Sometimes it takes me five hours. When I finally got off the interstate, I heard a screeching sound like metal scraping together. I pulled over into a Family Dollar and Dollar Tree parking lot and called my dad. After listening to instructions on how to look around for anything broken, I was still confused. I sent a bunch of pictures to him, and he told me that if I drove anymore, I most likely would not have brakes. I had to leave my car in that parking lot for my uncle to pick up the next day. It took me a while to hide my key under my car because the bumper was so big.
I had to call my roommate to see if she could pick me up. I waited for an hour and a half to get picked up. It took us an hour and a half to get to our dorm room. Once we got to our room, I called my parents to let them know we were back.
On Monday, my uncle looked at my car and said there was nothing wrong with it. It no longer made the screeching noise that it had before. We have assumed that a rock had lodged itself somewhere in the parts of my car. I have gotten my car back, and if anything, it drove better than before.