Part one of term paper
The beaten up old Pontiac sputtered violently as we rolled leisurely out of our driveway. With my mom in the passenger seat and my dad behind the wheel, the front of the car was up with excitement for our trip to Arizona. My brother Allan was quietly asleep next to me, and as for my sister, Jacqueline, and youngest brother J.D.; they playe ...

Part two of term paper
... to go onward towards Arizona as he sat behind the car's steering wheel. We had already been on the road for three hours now, and still not a peep out of anyone, except my youngest siblings whom were frolicking around together with their toys in the back of the car. My dad refused to stop for food until noon. It was 11:30, yet 30 minutes seemed like an awful long time and my stomach had been craving something, anything, for at least an hour. The hunger was uncontrollable, an almost eerie feeli ...