car accident!!!
yeah... so i decided i would tell about how my sister died and how i broke my back.... or rather... tell you a story... lol.
Marci had this boyfriend... David. He lives in London. They met over the internet and started 'going out.' They went out for a year or two I think. But besides the point. Last Valentines (in 2004) Marci went to London to visit him. They liked seeing each other so much... he decided to come see Marci here in Utah.
August 4, 2004 David arrives in Utah! woo hoo! lol, jk... and that night me, Marci and David went to go see the drive in movies (sad, the last time i hung out with her). We came home went to bed, well they did I stayed up till like 4... lol. The next morning Marci took her test to get her associates... then she came home. Marci and David were going to go to 9 mile canyon (in price) to go see the petraglyphs. She made me go... Oh and after the petraglyphs we were going to meet up with my mom and Mindy at Payson Lake to go camping.... ANYWHO! We drove down to Price (3 flippin hours away) and got to the canyon. uh... (sorry.. i haven't thought about this in a long time... i can't remember a lot from that day).... then... well we saw the petraglyphs... we came to about half way throught the canyon... turned around. I asked Marci if I could drive (i'd been bugging her about it the whole time). She finally said yes and I drove. oh my... i was so excited to tell my friends that i was driving in a canyon.... but not an hour and a half later... while listening to blink 182 (can't remember the song).... i went to put my seatbelt on... (it kept coming off, cause i swear to god i had put it on like 10 minutes before)... uh... the car went to the right and so i jerked, well not really jerked, it to the left cause i thought we were going to run into a cliff (later i found out there was no cliff there)... the car went to the left and i started pushing on the brakes (atleast i think it was the brakes).... and finally! the car slide and went off a 100 foot cliff and into a ravine. All i remember is looking down... saying 'OH SHIT!' and blacking out.
(a few minutes later in an upturned car) I woke up, covered in mud and water (i was very dirty). I looked down at my arm and it was covered in blood... i started freaking out and started saying sorry... repeatedly and i wouldn't stop saying it for fear if i did we would all die and they wold never forgive me... anyway... i found out the blood was from David's head.... I woke them both up with the 'sorrys' and i told david to get out of the car and go get help for marci. (oh... david was in the passenger seat... and marci was in the back laying down with the middle seatbelt on.. i think) david got out and i turned to look at marci (back fucking hurting at this point, but i thought i just hit it too hard) marci was laying there... making a funny noise and just staring at me. her eyes looked dead. I cried... and said, 'marci i'm sorry, i'm so sorry. please forgive me. don't die. are you going to die?' she shook her head no. so i told her i was going to go get help and that i'd be right back. i crawled out of the car. i stood up, kind of crouched over, and saw david standing there looking like a fucking total idiot. i heard a car go by and tried to scream to get it's attention. didn't work... so i took off the stupid sweater that was around my waste (it was pulling me down) and walked over to get a better view of what i had to climb up. in front of me was rock that pretty much went straight up, and to the right of me there was brush and it was at an angle that i could use to help me up. so i walked over there.... took me like 10 seconds to climb up (it didn't feel like it took that long, seriously) (oh and i kept saying 'god please help us' yeah stuff like that) when i got to the top i looked down and saw david... i tried screaming to him... he didn't hear. so i knelt down and prayed to god to send help. when i said amen a little truck came. i stood up (it was hard) and got in the middle of the road. they stopped. it was a nice old couple. i told them our car went over the cliff and the car was down there. the old man climbed down ther (with much difficulty and brought david up... then he went down and gave marci CPR. anyway... while he was getting those guys and helping them... the old lady wrapped me up in a blanket and put me in their little truck. my back hurt so bad... i kept telling her that. finally a car with a radio came and they radioed for an ambulance... an ambulance came... lol, i told them to cut off my capri's... how sad... i was shaking so bad... anyway... they came put me on a stretcher... put one of those neck things on me ( I HATE THOSE THINGS!!! THEY HURT! ESPECIALLY WITH A PONYTAIL!) they put me in the ambulance and put david in there too. by that time he'd come around and he grabbed my hand after i kept saying sorry (again, repeatedly, just not as much) and told me it was okay and that he loved me (as a little sis type thing) i kept asking them were marci was... they wouldn't tell me. so off we went to a hospital... the hospital were my uncle worked... i got there... they did a ton of x rays and cat scans... my uncle called my dad... he gave me the phone and i was scared... i thought he would be mad at me and yell. he didn't though. he asked me how i was doing then he told me marci didn't make it. my uncle was holding the phone up to my ear but he took it away cause i passed out from crying so hard (it fucking hurt to cry and shake and stuff, you have no idea! even with all the fucking pain shit that they were giving me through the i.v., it was strong too! (took them 50 tries just to get that i.v. in though! my veins are small)) but anyway... i passed out... woke up every once in a while... primary childrens came and got me in a jet... took me to salt lake... they cleaned me off in the E.R. (that hurt too, like hell!) then everything is a blur! i stayed in the hospital for 6 days... got out on August 12, went to my sisters funeral, um.... went to UNI ( university of utah's neuropsychiatricintstitue) becuase i had a problem with cutting and they thought i was going to kill myself because i thought i killed her. i stayed there for 5 days... then i came home.. had a boring couple of weeks then started school and gradually got better, mentally and physically. and now i'm happier then i was before!
yeah sorry... that was a little scrunched up... i didn't feel like putting it in the right format... i'm lazy :P. lol. but yeah... that felt good... sorry if it sounds a little too dramatic.... but that's what happened... lol, no one even reads this.. except i think sammy is going too... and ines maybe... and maybe david and... i don't know who else... but yeah...
...my sisters horrible ending.
...and yet another depressing story i can tell to people.
Marci had this boyfriend... David. He lives in London. They met over the internet and started 'going out.' They went out for a year or two I think. But besides the point. Last Valentines (in 2004) Marci went to London to visit him. They liked seeing each other so much... he decided to come see Marci here in Utah.
August 4, 2004 David arrives in Utah! woo hoo! lol, jk... and that night me, Marci and David went to go see the drive in movies (sad, the last time i hung out with her). We came home went to bed, well they did I stayed up till like 4... lol. The next morning Marci took her test to get her associates... then she came home. Marci and David were going to go to 9 mile canyon (in price) to go see the petraglyphs. She made me go... Oh and after the petraglyphs we were going to meet up with my mom and Mindy at Payson Lake to go camping.... ANYWHO! We drove down to Price (3 flippin hours away) and got to the canyon. uh... (sorry.. i haven't thought about this in a long time... i can't remember a lot from that day).... then... well we saw the petraglyphs... we came to about half way throught the canyon... turned around. I asked Marci if I could drive (i'd been bugging her about it the whole time). She finally said yes and I drove. oh my... i was so excited to tell my friends that i was driving in a canyon.... but not an hour and a half later... while listening to blink 182 (can't remember the song).... i went to put my seatbelt on... (it kept coming off, cause i swear to god i had put it on like 10 minutes before)... uh... the car went to the right and so i jerked, well not really jerked, it to the left cause i thought we were going to run into a cliff (later i found out there was no cliff there)... the car went to the left and i started pushing on the brakes (atleast i think it was the brakes).... and finally! the car slide and went off a 100 foot cliff and into a ravine. All i remember is looking down... saying 'OH SHIT!' and blacking out.
(a few minutes later in an upturned car) I woke up, covered in mud and water (i was very dirty). I looked down at my arm and it was covered in blood... i started freaking out and started saying sorry... repeatedly and i wouldn't stop saying it for fear if i did we would all die and they wold never forgive me... anyway... i found out the blood was from David's head.... I woke them both up with the 'sorrys' and i told david to get out of the car and go get help for marci. (oh... david was in the passenger seat... and marci was in the back laying down with the middle seatbelt on.. i think) david got out and i turned to look at marci (back fucking hurting at this point, but i thought i just hit it too hard) marci was laying there... making a funny noise and just staring at me. her eyes looked dead. I cried... and said, 'marci i'm sorry, i'm so sorry. please forgive me. don't die. are you going to die?' she shook her head no. so i told her i was going to go get help and that i'd be right back. i crawled out of the car. i stood up, kind of crouched over, and saw david standing there looking like a fucking total idiot. i heard a car go by and tried to scream to get it's attention. didn't work... so i took off the stupid sweater that was around my waste (it was pulling me down) and walked over to get a better view of what i had to climb up. in front of me was rock that pretty much went straight up, and to the right of me there was brush and it was at an angle that i could use to help me up. so i walked over there.... took me like 10 seconds to climb up (it didn't feel like it took that long, seriously) (oh and i kept saying 'god please help us' yeah stuff like that) when i got to the top i looked down and saw david... i tried screaming to him... he didn't hear. so i knelt down and prayed to god to send help. when i said amen a little truck came. i stood up (it was hard) and got in the middle of the road. they stopped. it was a nice old couple. i told them our car went over the cliff and the car was down there. the old man climbed down ther (with much difficulty and brought david up... then he went down and gave marci CPR. anyway... while he was getting those guys and helping them... the old lady wrapped me up in a blanket and put me in their little truck. my back hurt so bad... i kept telling her that. finally a car with a radio came and they radioed for an ambulance... an ambulance came... lol, i told them to cut off my capri's... how sad... i was shaking so bad... anyway... they came put me on a stretcher... put one of those neck things on me ( I HATE THOSE THINGS!!! THEY HURT! ESPECIALLY WITH A PONYTAIL!) they put me in the ambulance and put david in there too. by that time he'd come around and he grabbed my hand after i kept saying sorry (again, repeatedly, just not as much) and told me it was okay and that he loved me (as a little sis type thing) i kept asking them were marci was... they wouldn't tell me. so off we went to a hospital... the hospital were my uncle worked... i got there... they did a ton of x rays and cat scans... my uncle called my dad... he gave me the phone and i was scared... i thought he would be mad at me and yell. he didn't though. he asked me how i was doing then he told me marci didn't make it. my uncle was holding the phone up to my ear but he took it away cause i passed out from crying so hard (it fucking hurt to cry and shake and stuff, you have no idea! even with all the fucking pain shit that they were giving me through the i.v., it was strong too! (took them 50 tries just to get that i.v. in though! my veins are small)) but anyway... i passed out... woke up every once in a while... primary childrens came and got me in a jet... took me to salt lake... they cleaned me off in the E.R. (that hurt too, like hell!) then everything is a blur! i stayed in the hospital for 6 days... got out on August 12, went to my sisters funeral, um.... went to UNI ( university of utah's neuropsychiatricintstitue) becuase i had a problem with cutting and they thought i was going to kill myself because i thought i killed her. i stayed there for 5 days... then i came home.. had a boring couple of weeks then started school and gradually got better, mentally and physically. and now i'm happier then i was before!
yeah sorry... that was a little scrunched up... i didn't feel like putting it in the right format... i'm lazy :P. lol. but yeah... that felt good... sorry if it sounds a little too dramatic.... but that's what happened... lol, no one even reads this.. except i think sammy is going too... and ines maybe... and maybe david and... i don't know who else... but yeah...
...my sisters horrible ending.
...and yet another depressing story i can tell to people.