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My first car was a bright red chevy silverado that we refered to as Peyton. I got it a few weeks before my sixteenth birthday as a present from my grandparents. Everyone always thought it was so funny that that big ole truck was mine considering I'm pretty short. This past summer, I was out of town and my mom decided to drive it to her work. She was going in to do some extra stuff, but since it wasn't a regular work day, the security guards for the parking lot weren't there and my truck got stolen. I got a nicer car out of it, but I still miss my truck.

 Holly Golightly, she's sweet and charming, but a whole lot of crazy. She so deluded by her own version of reality that it takes a lot to make her realize how great the things in front of her are.