Analysis: The Crash That Shook Me

The Crash that Shook Me Driving is a freeing and exciting aspect of turning sixteen. The day I got my license, the car ride home was about the longest drive I had ever taken. Then the moment we got home, I hopped into the driver’s seat of my mom’s beaten up ruby red pathfinder and sped away. Of course, I was only allowed to go to the starbucks around the corner. That moment though, I will never forget. And driving is still one of my favorite things to do. It’s so freeing, having the ability to simply hop in your vehicle, turn the key as it hums to a start, and drive away. The feeling of driving down a long road on a cloudy fall day with the windows down and my favorite music blaring is something that can’t be beat. The thing is, though, that

I unlocked my phone and began to dial my mom’s phone number, calling her over and over until she finally picked up. Bawling I explained the situation at hand. She quickly began asking me question after question. I could barely speak but somehow I was able to tell her where I was and she was quickly on her way. Once she was off the phone, I dialed my friends number. I stuttered that I was in a car accident, and wouldn’t be able to make it. I could feel her worry through the phone, as she freaked out over the situation. I tried to tell her it was okay, but I was unable to get the words out and settled for just simply hanging up.

I walked around to the other side of my car and crouched to the ground. I pulled my knees into my chest and was swarmed with a crowd of strangers. Cops, Fire Fighters, the other drivers involved, and even some bus passengers asking if I was okay. My anxiety was acting up and it was clear one of the officers on scene noticed. He shooed the swarm away from me and sat beside me, taking my license, registration, and proof of insurance. He told me everything was going to be okay, made sure I had called my mom, and stepped away to start

She let me know why I was feeling so shaky and nauseous, and informed me that I had no broken bones. She continued to have a friendly conversation with my mom and I as she checked my reflexes, which just so happened to calm me down and make me smile. She quickly told me that I would be perfectly okay, despite the bruises, and recommended that I take some Ibuprofen to help suppress the pain I was in. The friendly doctor told my mom and I that it may be a good Idea for me to stay home from school the next day to relax, due to the high amount of shock I was put in due to the situation.

In the end, everything was okay. I found out a few days later that yes, my car had been totaled. Luckily though, I had insurance and I was able to get a new car. A lovely, dark red 2008 Volkswagen Jetta which I adore and take great care of. I was sore for a few days, and I do now drive much more carefully. I’m happy my mom chose to take me to Dignity health, the service I got was uncomparable and quick, and if I ever find myself in a situation where I am in need to go to the Emergency Room again, I will quickly request to be taken to a Dignity Health Emergency