Literacy narrative topics

When thinking of different topics to write for this paper, there was one topic that really stuck out in my mind. I really thought about something that changed my life quite a bit which was my first speeding ticket. Not only was this ticket received right after I turned sixteen, it was the beginning of winter and there was snow and ice on the road which could have made this event even worse. That day I could have easily killed someone or even myself because I was driving too fast. The cop was nice enough to knock my speed down a lot! If he would have left my speed at 87 I would have immediately lost my license for a really really long time. I was very fortunate to not hit a patch of ice and lose control, I was just being extremely stupid and impatient. Since I was running late and driving my car far from home with a friend I thought it would be really cool to speed home. I was deathly scared that night to go home and tell my parents what I had done. Luckily, it was a church night so I went to church first and tried to wait as long as possible to go home. To my surprise, my parents did not freak out as much as I thought they would. I just had to learn the hard way of not being able to drive my car outside the city limits.
Another topic I had thought about for writing my paper was the death of my grandma when I was five years old. I wasn't very close to my grandma, but she definitely was my favorite grandma! She was the grandma that always gave me cool presents and it was always awesome to see her since she lived far away. I would only get to see her once or twice a year because she lived in Massachusetts. I would say this had an affect on me because it was the first loss that I had experienced at a young age.
Finally the last topic that I considered was my first job. I started my first job at fourteen and worked at the town pharmacy. I considered this job because I had intentions of going to school to be a pharmacist. It definitely did not take long for me to change my mind. It wasn't a profession for me. Since this was my first job, I would say that it taught me how to be responsible.
As I am writing this, I thought of one more topic that would be something that may be a different topic anyone would think of. Living in a funeral home my entire life has been a normal lifestyle for me, but to most people they may think it is strange and creepy. I have learned how to be my dad's secretary when he needs me when staff is short. I have learned to live with a label of living with dead people. But really I do not live with dead people my house is just connected to the funeral home. My point of this topic would be that I have learned to live with people making fun of me and to let it go in one ear and out the other. To me it is normal to live that way.