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so i got into a car accident last night.
yeah.
scary.
i was driving up that street that kent meridian and azteca are on, just before 104th,
on my way to bens,
when this car takes a really fast left turn right into me.
he must have been going fast too,
because he his me hard,
it pushed me up over a curb and apparently into another car,
i didnt even see it coming.
i dont know how i stopped,
i cant remember if i braked or if the damage done to my front drivers side tire stopped me.
i remember screaming,
freaking out because i thought i couldnt move
and i couldnt find my phone.
but i did and i called 9-1-1.
hysterical.
the guykept having to tell me to calm down,
but i couldnt catch my breath.
i didnt know where the other car was,
i couldnt get out of my car, both of the front doors were practically smashed in.
oh by the way, my car, yeah its totaled.
i finally climb out the back door
tears still streaming down my face,
the 9-1-1 guy is asking me where the other person is,
and i finally see him, ,
its some kid. (i later found out on the police report that he just turned 16 on the 20th of last month!)
stupid little bastard,
he askes me if im okay
and i yell at him, "YOU JUST HIT ME! NO IM NOT OKAY!"
but the 9-1-1 guy told me not to talk to him,
so them the cops get there and i hang up the phone and try to tell him what happened,
but he cant understand me
its cold, im shaking, i cant breathe.
i call ben,
he cant understand me,
but i manage to tell him i got hit and where i am
i call my mom,
ben comes to get me,
im still crying and shaking,
i dont know what to do,
ive never been in an accident.
my mom and greg come up there to make sure im okay.
we wait for them to write up the police report,
thank god that stupid little fucker had insurance
but now i dont know what to do with my car.
its completely fucked up.
i have so much stuff in it.
my dad just spent almost $300 on new tires for me,
three of which survived.
so ben tells the tow truck guy to just tow it to his parents house
and until i can get another car,
hes letting me use an old station wagon he has.
im still pretty hysterical and we have to go to his parents house,
im a mess, and i hadnt met his mom yet.
aw, but right when we got there, she gave me a hug,
i sat and talked with his parents and his little sister until the tow truck got there,
which helped calm me down a bit.
we finally get back to bens a little after 11,
the accident happened just after 8.
i have a few bruises on my left leg
my neck and shoulders are killing me,
but im not sure if thats just because ive been tense and couldnt really sleep last night.
i have a doctors appointment for a physical tomorrow anyways,
so ill just mention the accident to her.
im still pretty shook up
if i think about it too much i start to cry,
kinda like now...
so thats my ordeal.
i dont know what i would have done without ben,
im so glad he was there
im such a mess
yeah.
scary.
i was driving up that street that kent meridian and azteca are on, just before 104th,
on my way to bens,
when this car takes a really fast left turn right into me.
he must have been going fast too,
because he his me hard,
it pushed me up over a curb and apparently into another car,
i didnt even see it coming.
i dont know how i stopped,
i cant remember if i braked or if the damage done to my front drivers side tire stopped me.
i remember screaming,
freaking out because i thought i couldnt move
and i couldnt find my phone.
but i did and i called 9-1-1.
hysterical.
the guykept having to tell me to calm down,
but i couldnt catch my breath.
i didnt know where the other car was,
i couldnt get out of my car, both of the front doors were practically smashed in.
oh by the way, my car, yeah its totaled.
i finally climb out the back door
tears still streaming down my face,
the 9-1-1 guy is asking me where the other person is,
and i finally see him, ,
its some kid. (i later found out on the police report that he just turned 16 on the 20th of last month!)
stupid little bastard,
he askes me if im okay
and i yell at him, "YOU JUST HIT ME! NO IM NOT OKAY!"
but the 9-1-1 guy told me not to talk to him,
so them the cops get there and i hang up the phone and try to tell him what happened,
but he cant understand me
its cold, im shaking, i cant breathe.
i call ben,
he cant understand me,
but i manage to tell him i got hit and where i am
i call my mom,
ben comes to get me,
im still crying and shaking,
i dont know what to do,
ive never been in an accident.
my mom and greg come up there to make sure im okay.
we wait for them to write up the police report,
thank god that stupid little fucker had insurance
but now i dont know what to do with my car.
its completely fucked up.
i have so much stuff in it.
my dad just spent almost $300 on new tires for me,
three of which survived.
so ben tells the tow truck guy to just tow it to his parents house
and until i can get another car,
hes letting me use an old station wagon he has.
im still pretty hysterical and we have to go to his parents house,
im a mess, and i hadnt met his mom yet.
aw, but right when we got there, she gave me a hug,
i sat and talked with his parents and his little sister until the tow truck got there,
which helped calm me down a bit.
we finally get back to bens a little after 11,
the accident happened just after 8.
i have a few bruises on my left leg
my neck and shoulders are killing me,
but im not sure if thats just because ive been tense and couldnt really sleep last night.
i have a doctors appointment for a physical tomorrow anyways,
so ill just mention the accident to her.
im still pretty shook up
if i think about it too much i start to cry,
kinda like now...
so thats my ordeal.
i dont know what i would have done without ben,
im so glad he was there
im such a mess