Most can understand the traumatizing effect an accident can bring upon them, but not all. During the summer of 2009, I experienced what could happen during a wreck. It was another hot and dry day in Kansas, my sister and I had decided to take the back roads because the back tire was low. We were just having some fun, when suddenly everything went black. When I finally awoke wheat was flying everywhere and the car was still moving. Realizing that something was wrong, I yelled at the top of my lungs. Ashley woke up and tried to turn the car, but we ended up in a ditch. Leaving the car, I looked back at the damage and stared in awe as it struck me how lucky we were to still be alive. This memory is significant to me because it shifted how I will …show more content…
Managing to break free from the wire without causing more injury to herself, she caught hold of me and said, “Everything will be alright, but first we need to find my cell phone so we ca get ahold of mom, can you help?”. I faced her with tearful eyes and nodded my head, while looking for her phone in the field my nose began to hemorrhage. Thick red blood flowed from my nose into my mouth, filling my tongue with the taste of iron. I stumbled back to the car, but before climbing back inside, I just stood there trying to play back what just happened. After finding the courage to climb into the car, I started looking for napkins, but at that very moment I found my other shoe. It must have flown to the back of the car during the accident. I looked into the rearview mirror to examine how bad my nose was when I discovered my right eye was bleeding as well; there were pieces of glass inside the wound. While gazing into the mirror, I looked at the underside of my chin, it was all cut up and was already swollen. I called for Ashley to come look at my face and for the first time, I actually saw my sister cry. She wasn’t just crying little tears, she was sobbing and begging for forgiveness. I didn’t know what to do at this point, so I cried with her. We stood there for at least an hour crying before some farmers came along to assist us. As it turns out, the field we crashed into belonged to the men and they had found us while checking their wheat. We apologized for our mistake, but they said not to worry: accidents happen. They climbed out of their trucks and handed us a phone to call our mom. When she heard the news she hung up and called a friend of hers to come help pull the car out of the ditch. We thought perhaps they would be able drive it out, but the ditch was so deep that they had to chain the back end of the car
You could tell just by the atmosphere in the hallways that there had been a tragedy. There was silence as we took the elevator up as if the elevator even knew that something tragic had happened. As we walked out of the elevator, though things suddenly became even harder. There were murmurs and tears. Tissues and empty food boxes littered the floor as if the janitors had not cleaned in days when in reality it had only been since the time of the accident yesterday. There was family everywhere, but they all looked lost. Like when you see a duckling looking for its mother and it just can’t seem to operate unless it has its siblings and mom. That’s what my family looked like. We were lost. My uncle met us as soon as we walked off the elevator and sadly enough the first thing he did was hug my mother and through tears apologized for the death of Varity, “I’m so sorry, I never even saw the car. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me”. He then continued to apologize and told her that he tried to save my middle cousin. He said that he did CPR until the ambulance got there and to please forgive him. My uncle blamed himself since he was the one driving when the accident occurred. There was no possible way that my uncle could have prevented the accident. He looked left and right, but the road was hilly and the sun was setting just right that he never saw the truck coming. Their car was
Just like a crash on the side of the road, my classmates slowly came to a stop to look at the carnage. Only in this case, I was the wrecked car. The pain from my arm and all of the kids crowding around me made it worse. I dazedly drug myself to stand and maneuver to find my teacher and she sent me to the nurse. Questions were asked, waiting ensued, and finally, the obligatory call to my parents were made.
The fighting was never ending. That morning he didn’t show up to my cross country meet because he was out drinking the night before. That evening I asked him to go out with me, but of course he would rather hang with his friends and drink, AGAIN. Why was I letting a boy make me feel shitty all the damn time? Kielyn was independent. Self-sufficient. Confident. This was not her, and she wasn’t going to let it define her any longer.
One of my earliest childhood memories was when I broke a bone.That was the second bone I had ever broken. Breaking a bone is one of the most painful things you will ever experience in life.
For most people, becoming a parent is one of the greatest moments in their lives. I never understood the true meaning of love until I became a father. Little did I know; I would also learn the tragedy of loss.
Michaela Breeden 11-9-17 Period 1/2 Have you ever been in a car crash? I have and I was terrified. Now I’m going to tell you what and how it happened to me. It was an normal winter day by that I mean frigid and icy.
The Columbia Accident: An Analysis of the Growth and Demise of Administrative Power Overview On February 1, 2003, seven astronauts perished as the Space Shuttle Columbia (STS-107) disintegrated over Texas upon reentry into the Earth’s atmosphere. During Columbia’s launch on January 16, 2003, a briefcase sized piece of foam insulation from the external fuel tank struck the left wing and led to much discussion amongst NASA administrators and engineers during the 16 day mission (Howell, 2013). The use and misuse of administrative power during these 16 days and prior to the launch of the fateful mission has produced many debates about what went right and what went wrong at NASA. Background/History
Car crashes can be really crazy and confusing so hopefully after reading this you will know more on what to do. Now I am going to be talking about the five main things you need to know when either being in or witnessing a crash. When involved in a car crash it is very important to follow these five steps. The first step is talking about Stopping Immediately. If you are in a car crash and you do not remain at the scene of the crash in which you are involved in you will be penalized.
It was around 9a.m. when drops of rain starting falling and just five minutes later we found ourselves in a horribly strong storm. The radio went out and the only station we were able to listen to was the news station. My mother was listening to the news as my father was cautiously driving through the storm. I was terrified in the back seat as the wind pushed our loaded truck around and knocked down trees, making them land directly in front of us. I watched my father struggle to keep the truck on the road but it seemed as if Mother Nature didn’t want us to advance much further so my father parked us safely under a freeway overpass.
Disappointment, disbelief and fear filled my mind as I lye on my side, sandwiched between the cold, soft dirt and the hot, slick metal of the car. The weight of the car pressed down on the lower half of my body with monster force. It did not hurt, my body was numb. All I could feel was the car hood's mass stamping my body father and farther into the ground. My lungs felt pinched shut and air would neither enter nor escape them. My mind was buzzing. What had just happened? In the distance, on that cursed road, I saw cars driving by completely unaware of what happened, how I felt. I tried to yell but my voice was unheard. All I could do was wait. Wait for someone to help me or wait to die.
The pick-up bounced jarringly down the old dirt road. The driver sat up straight in the front seat, checking over her shoulder every few seconds to make sure that her cargo hadn't fallen out.
Many years ago when I was a freshman in high school, an event happened to me that changed my life for the better. My friend invited me to go hiking with him and his sister. He was going to go hiking in Yosemite. The following day I prepared myself mentally and physically in order to accomplish this hike.
Some memories are best forgotten, but it takes courage to go through them. Often, I wish to forget the day when I almost lost my parents in a tragic car accident. As my world came crumbling down, I prayed and hoped that the nightmare would soon end. I endlessly fought the sense of helplessness, isolation and fear of the uncertainty. I was 19 and clueless. Nevertheless, I sailed through these dreadful days and welcomed my parents home after six long months. In the months that followed my parent’s return, I juggled between taking care of my parents, graduating college and adjusting to my new job. Almost 10 years later, this dark phase still has a phenomenal impact on me. Perhaps, because this specific experience transformed me into a grateful,
Years ago I had the most terrifying, shocking day of my life. I had between seven or eight years when this happened. The day before the accident, all my family was at my grandfather’s house. We all were eating the food my mother and my aunts brought, telling jokes at the dinner table. Meanwhile, I was playing with my cousins in the backyard. Everyone was enjoying the family meeting. As the time passed by and everyone was about to go home, my mother suggested the idea that we all should go at my grandparent’s ranch next day, since everyone was in town we all could have the chance to go. Everyone liked the idea. It was the perfect time to go because it was a weekend. As they all agreed to go, they begun to decide who bring what to the gathering. Who would have thought that thanks to that suggestion, I would lead me to the hospital the day of the reunion.
Last year I got involved in a massive car accident. It was the most terrified part of life. It was the moment. I will never forget in my whole life. Before, I never realized how people really feel when a car accident happens.But,after this car accident I know what really it felt like. It was the moment. My mind was totally feared of driving. I was crushed by the hot metal and cold dirt of car. I was not feeling my arm,my body was numbed.It was felt like my lower body pressed down with monster force. All I could feel was the noise of car accident ringing in my ear.I was barely able to move my body. I was kept thinking. What my parents going to think about this? Where is my friend John? I looked through the window and saw the cars passing by