Personal Narrative: The Crash, A Story Of The Crash

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The Crash
My sister and I were on our way home until BANG. We started to slide left, and into a snowbank we went. I was about to cry, until my sister told me everything was going to be alright. I happened to be sitting in the passenger seat, scared as could be. I was so scared that I nearly wet my pants when the impact between the cars was made. This fatal event not only caused me to suffer from the fear of riding in the front passenger seat and trusting other drivers, but has also has shown me how to handle the situation if I am ever in an accident. It all started mid January of 2006 when my sister Kayla and I were on our way home from my aunt’s house. We decided to take a different route home than we normally would have taken because, we had extra time. Kayla said to me, ”Tell me when, and I will turn down the closest road on the left side.”
We started driving and I shouted “WHEN,” about two blocks later. We took a left turn and happened to be on an uncontrolled road. As we were driving, I looked up and out my window just as another car collided with our passenger door. The first thing my sister did was make sure I was alright. Then, we decided we had to find a way out of the car. Since our car had been launched into a snowbank, we were unable to open the driver 's side doors. Since both of those doors were jammed with …show more content…

Ever since that day, I get nervous riding in the front seat with certain drivers whom, I do not trust. Everytime I see something that I do not like such as, a car coming to a fast stop and looking like they might hit us, or someone driving like an idiot, makes me scared. I usually choose to sit in the back seat where I cannot see what is happening. If I do happen to sit in the front, it is because I am the only passenger in the car, or because I have trust in whomever is driving. Therefore, when it comes to me riding in other peoples cars, especially new drivers, I get

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