Opening up the garage that houses my car, I noticed nothing but the bright yellow Mitsubishi Mirage centered on the pavement. The color of this car can only be compared to the color of the sun at noon. Depressing the button to the alarm on my key chain, two beeps of an aggravating sound was heard from blocks away. The locks on the doors quickly unlocked without hesitation. As I pulled the handles to open the door, I smelled the scent of my car escaping through the air as if it needed oxygen. The smell of various berries came to mind as I took a deep breath. Placing my right foot on t…
