Car+Crash

Aaaaaaaaaa that was the beginning of the slurred words of the young man who had yelled at my mom when I got into a car crash. It was a cold December morning. The roads where as icy as ever when we stopped at the bright, red light shining in the morning sun light. We drove forward momentarily as a speeding car at the intersection hit us right on the side of the car. I was in a daze when I woke up in a totalled car. It took a few minutes to understand what just happened. The airbag was blown to pices. There was blood dripping down my face. I tried to look at my face in the mirror but the mirror was also smashed. I tried to get out the car but the car door was pinned. So, like a race car driver I crawled out the window cutting my hands on the shattered glass that was still poking out the window. I finally got out of the car when I saw the man screaming at my mom. I wasn't sure if the screaming was an argument because the paramedic was in my face screaming for me to lay down. I didn't even know where the man came from but I layed down anyways and fell asleep. I woke up and I was in a hospital. My mom told me everything. I will never remember exacly what happend on that cold December moening. But I will never foget the reason I am in this wheel chair anyways. Now, I just want to make something of my life. I am grateful to be here. This is the story of what I intend to do.