Personal Narrative On Death Of A Pedestrian

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On Saturday, July 15th, 2017 I was hit by a car. People find this surprising. And I can’t blame them. Nobody ever pictured me getting hit by a car. I can’t say that I was unlucky because the car was only going 10 miles per hour and it stopped immediately. There was no damage done to me that couldn’t be fixed. Apparently, getting hit by a car is not incredibly uncommon, studies show that on average, a pedestrian is injured every 7 minutes and studies estimate that there is a pedestrian fatality every 2 hours. Unlike the number of car crashes in the nation, the number of pedestrian fatalities has climbed from 11% to 15%. In 2012 alone an estimated 76,000 pedestrians were injured. There were 4743 pedestrian fatalities in 2012. But I was still …show more content…

When we started to skim the outskirts I started to feel sick. I asked my mom if I could walk home. Without a second thought, she let me go. I had walked the same route a hundred times in the past. I got to the intersection. I pressed the button, I waited. When the walk sign turned on I started to walk across the crosswalk. I had not gotten more than a few steps before the first car in the left turn lane barreled through the intersection. It did not hit me. The second car in the left turn lane barreled through the intersection, just like the first. Again, it did not hit me. The third car was waiting. The walk sign had just started flashing. I did not want to wait for the next cycle. I continued to walk across the …show more content…

I watched everything pass from the windows in the back. The people on the ambulance are nice. They take my blood pressure, heart rate, ask me if anything hurts and listen to my breathing. When we get to the ER they roll the stretcher inside and through the ER to a room. The ICU nurse is still with me, although the ambulance doctors left as suddenly as they came. The ambulance people leave after they get me out of the stretcher and into a bed but are quickly replaced by ER nurses. One of them takes my neck brace off because I don’t need it. The she asks me to look at the chart on the wall and rate my pain. I say two because it looked like a step up from normal, but not too far away for anyone to worry. Soon they leave and another nurse comes in and asks my name, age, and date of birth, then tells me to press a button if I need anything then she waltzes out in a blur. After everyone but the ICU nurse from the intersection leaves. I wait another 5 minutes before my mom comes in with a woman police officer in tow. The ICU introduces herself, then leaves. The cop says that she will sort out what happened and write the official police document and asks me to tell her exactly what happened. After I tell her what happens, she leaves and it’s just me and my mom. After waiting 15 minutes the doctor comes in and asks questions and let me go with a note saying to use Benadryl for the next twenty-four hours and then to start

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