The worst day in my life:

When I was 15 years old my hobby was car driving, I loved cars more than anything on that time, so one day at the morning I stole my father's new car when he was sleeping, I wanted to drive it to improve my skills and my idea worked without my father noted that I took the car many times. But in one day I stool the and I drove it very fast while I am talking and laughing with my friend suddenly I saw my self in front of “T” road so I turned the starring wheel and the car turned off three or four times. Then the police came and took us goodness was we didn’t injured badly just some scratches. After that my father came there and talked to the police officer another goodness the police officer was my father’s friend so they didn’t put us in jail. When we arrived home my father shouted on me and unfortunately the car was totally damaged. That was really the worst day in my life.