The sun was a golden orb descending, casting its honeyed beams onto the earth, illuminating the natural tapestry of emerald grasslands, golden haystacks, and verdant foliage.
I felt as if I were driving through a dream. The beautiful farmlands were nothing like the city I was used to. I sang along to the radio, ignoring the pings and pops of the gravel hitting the back of my car.
I passed a huge farm with a big red barn and rolling green fields. My heart swelled with excitement as I thought about finally escaping the smog- filled city and exploring the countryside.
Suddenly the engine squealed and my car began to slow down.
"Oh no!" I squealed, my knuckles whitening around the steering wheel. The engine sputtered and died. The silence that followed was deafening as I coasted to a stop
