I’m someone who got a job the day after I turned 16 because my parents have taught me to work hard and work for what I want.

If I want a car, then I work and save for one. If I want clothes, then I pay for them with my money. I have responsibilities and I know work ethic.

I worked at this job for about a year and I was able to buy my first car. Nothing special and nothing nice, but it was a car that I could call mine. A car that I actually worked for.

Sadly, my car broke 2 years later, which means I need to work even harder and save for a better one. I’ve been looking and saving for just about a month now, and I’m able to go look at one this week.

It’s this beautiful blue one that I just love and I hop that it’s not too good to be true. I’m grateful that my parents have taught me to work for what I want. I am independent and responsible. It’s not the easier way, but it has been the best learning experience and so beneficial.

I’m grateful and happy. All I can is thank them.