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cheap driving lessons come at a bigger cost. Even though the driving lessons, which my parents purchased for me as a gift for graduating high school, were no more than ten dollars and a dinner a McDonald's, they were ineffective. After failing the online test on my driving knowledge seven times, I failed my driving test four times. There I was, excitedly, awaiting to take my online test ready for my driver's license and to break in my new car. My new car was beautifully painted and taken care of. I enjoyed looking at it and couldn't wait for others to see me driving it. I was excited about passing my online test and moving on to the second phase. I was devastated after failing the test and not being able to drive my new car. I took the test six times after that until I passed it and moved on the the actual driving test. The driving test was not as easy as I thought it would be. In all reality I believe the lady testing me was against me passing the test. It seemed to me that lady was possessed by demons since she didn't even crack a smile, didn't look at me when speaking, said no more than two words, and was bossy and rude. I was unaware of why her attitude was so miserably wretched , and I was nauseatingly appalled at how the four times I had to take my driving test she was the one testing me. This lady hated me and I had no clue why. I admit, my driving skills were that of novice driver, but an encouraging word would have made failing the test easier. I finally passed, by the skin of my teeth. Quite honestly, I believe she passed me just because she didn't care to see my pretty face anymore. It was a pity passing grade in order to get me out of her sight. I didn't really care though; a passing grade meant I could drive my new car on the way to my life as an independent teenager living my life as careless as I wanted.