It was August 17, 2016 and it is close to my birthday, me and my mom were going to have breakfast with my Aunt Colette. Then we were going to go to the mall and buy some things. We were going to drop my sisters off at school and then head to breakfast. We left the house and got into the car, we left our apartments. I was on my phone and so was my older sister, me and her were in the back seats I was behind the passenger seat and my older sister was behind the driver's seat. My little sister was up front, and my mom driving the car. We left the apartments onto the busy road. We made it close to the freeway, we were one street down from the freeway. We were just going the speed limit and then the car turned and my mom couldn’t get out of the …show more content…
car’s way, even though she tried to by turning the other direction. Our car hit the other and then all I heard was the screams of my family, and me yelling at my mom to watch out. I was scared and was wishing that this was a dream and I would just wake up any minute. This was not a dream it was real life. My siblings were fine, my older sisters backpack was in front, in the passenger seat, that backpack saved my little sisters life. She only had a bloody nose and some scratches that would turn into bruises eventually. We all had marks from the seat belts well my siblings and me, my mom was stuck in the seat her knee had very bad scratch on it.
She cried, we all did. A guys saw the incident and came to help my mom out, my sisters hands were shaking and the other lady went to go park. Her car was fine and our´s wasn´t. We were all sitting on the curb, scared. My older sister had called the 911 number, her hands shaked as she typed the number, as she talked to the operator, and told the person what happened. The police and fire trucks came. When the crash took place no one stopped to help us at all. Our mom mom was trying to call our granny to take my sisters to her home. But my older sister wanted to go to school, she didn't want to miss another school day, so she went to her school. My little sister went home with my …show more content…
granny Mean while my mom and me went to a restaurant with my aunt, she drove us their.
My mom and I had a trouble getting out of the car because, it was a big car. We went in the restaurant, my mom did my hair into two french braids. I ordered my favorite, french toast which was amazing. I had my favorite shirt on which was a little baggy and some shorts that were going to my lower thigh. We paid then left got back into my Aunt's car and went into the mall. We walked into the built-a-bear to get me 2 bears, one was a care bear and the other was another care bear. We went to the food court and eat a little. After that was done, my Aunt dropped my mother and me at urgent care for a scan to see if my mom and I didn’t hurt anything as in bones or body parts. But they said they couldn’t take in car accident people. Which in fact made no sense. So my mom called my granny and then pick up my sister up, she was
angry. We went to the hospital and went in, got signed in the doctors took use all to separate rooms which is fine. Then when we did what the usual things are, the heart check, the other things. We had e-rays and the took some medicine, my mom stayed with me while my grandma looked after my other siblings. After an hour we were allowed to go home. We had seat belt bruises and little scratches. My mom told me that I had skipped school for the wrong reason. I got my stuff animals and we drove my mother home, my mom had a bit of trouble getting up the stairs, but we had too help and we did. The days after that we were scared to go on the road. My mom got a new car and then we went on the 101 to go to my mom’s house. She drove a little fast and I was for sure scared. That day, August 17, 2016 was the worst day of my life, and the first time having to go the hospital not because of my asthma, and the first time of having a car accident.
It was the day of April 13, 2000. I woke up at exactly 12 o’clock because my boyfriend was to pick me up at 1 like we planned the night before. The day looked quite nice, but I was in a fowl mood. I got into a car accident the night before and had a huge argument with my parents about the car. I finally dragged myself into the shower and got ready in half an hour. Then I went downstairs, sat on my couch, and repeatedly told myself the day would hopefully turn out better than last night. At around 1:15, my boyfriend came to pick me up. We took the 5 freeway to the 57 since it was the only way I knew how to get there. As we approached the 134 freeway, my girlfriend veered to the right, taking the 210 which was wrong way and got us lost. So, we exited the freeway and got back on the right track. Then finally, before long, we reached Norton Simon.
Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
My mom had been going to school in Greeley and staying at my Aunt Margaret's house . She had been away for two weeks and wanted to come home for the Fourth of July weekend. My mom had suggested that I go back with her and visit colleges, shop, go to movies and just spend time together. I had been feeling pretty sorry for myself since she had been gone. I had been working alot as a maid and helping my dad run the house, I was getting very irritated with my siblings as I felt that I was the only family member doing my part to help my dad. I was really excited to have a week with my mom to myself. The whole ride over we were talking about what I wanted to do that week. Making plans and having "me time" seemed very important at the time.
When I finally found my words I asked what was going on and my mother told me that my sister was in a car accident. When we arrived at the scene all I could see was my sister’s car sideways in the middle of the road with the entire front of it smashed up towards the windshield. As I looked around I saw my sister, emerging from a tan SUV I had never seen before, running towards my parents. The ambulances began to arrive and I was in my sister’s arms when I realized that there was no other damaged car at the
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The tears kept rolling like a broken faucet. Trying to get out the car, but I cannot because the door is bent and will not open. Not knowing what to do was making this pounding headache worst. Police officers asking a million questions. Only thing running through this head was what just happened. Flashbacks kept replaying over and over again. The fact that my mother’s and I lives could have been taken in that short period of time. If I would not have turn the wheel when I did, that car would have hit my mother straight on instead of the front. The thought of just losing my mother was something I could not bear at the moment. A life without my mother was a life that I was not prepared for. Walking away with no injuries and our lives was a blessing. Coming that close to death changed me for the better. They always say enjoy life every day, and now I understand why because life can been taken in one second. Life is a precious gift that we have here on Earth. Cherishing time with family and friends is important, and to never take life and the little things for
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During the summer, I was bike riding with my brother, Cecilio, when the unexpected happened. We were riding our bikes to my brother's friend’s house because she wanted to come bike riding with us, so on our way to her house, Cecilio had two bikes. When we were almost to her house, my brother had to go around the curve because it didn’t have the ramp where you go down. As he was taking, his time going around the curve, a stranger on his bike came and stopped right next to me and said, “Hey babe, where are you going?” I had told him that my brother’s giving me directions because he was a stranger and I couldn’t just tell him where I was headed. As soon as he turned around, my brother appeared and the stranger left. When I reached the crosswalk, the countdown was at ten and my brother wasn’t even there yet. By the time he told me to go, the countdown was at five, but I still decided to go. I was almost to the other side of the sidewalk when all of a sudden, bam, I got hit by a car and fell to the ground. The woman stopped in the middle of the road and rushed straight to me to check if I was ok. While the woman was occupied with trying to see if I was ok, her car was stolen. When the stranger was driving off, the woman ran after it even though he was long gone and she was crazy because there were cars moving and she continued to run in the street. She later disliked me because her car was
After half an hour of waiting for someone to call and my sister and dad to come home also thinking about what to do. I gave up and went to take a shower. When I came out, my bed was made and my mom called me down for breakfast, which I didn’t feel like having. I just drank a glass of orange juice. My mother went to the porch to sit. After a few seconds I decided to join her. Since I had nothing better to do at that moment, I asked her where my sister and dad had gone. All she said was “I don’t know”. I gu...
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