always think we have more time, now i'm flyin through the air maybe living mayb dying

Apr 20, 2005 23:33

----------"if you girls hadn't had your seatbelts on, you'd still be in the road."----------

try and get something like that to stop echoing in your ears.

but even harder... take your life and throw it all into one moment, and let that moment of life or death be determined by a person you never knew existed til their passenger seat became mangled with your hood. that's what a car accident is, i guess.

beaver's shotgun, colleen's behind me. i see a green light, and everything gets fuzzy. they say i yelled something. i don't remember. a gold car was in my lane, coming straight at us. i hit the breaks, i swerved, it was too late. crash. airbags. smoke. bright, red lights. REAL

is everyone okay? you've got to get out of the car. my rib hurts. the airbag hit my face and my neck flew forward. colleen hit the seat behind me. everything just flew. get out of the car! my door won't open. the hood is holding it shut. adrenaline, i jam it open. they get out. is the other lady ok? i bolt to her door, it's stuck too. jam it open. she just sits there. "are you ok?!" i'm too flustered, i run back to my car.

"it's gonna explode!" we bolt to the sidewalk. what the fuck is going on? a man runs over with his phone number on a piece of paper "i saw it all. it was her fault." was it her fault? what the FUCK happened? "get away from the car!"

jesus, there's beer in my trunk. we hadn't even been drinking, but it was there. i run back to the car and throw the cooler on the sidewalk. apparently someone questioned us about it. i didn't notice.

lady comes up. "i had my blinker on, so i had the right of way." what? no. no no no. someone said something like "teenagers can't drive." and look at this... this isn't even my fault. just driving. and then not driving and noise and on the sidewalk and somebody please please dial 911, cars just swerve around us and keep driving, call the police! neck hurts. my chin and lips are burned. what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

can't even stop myself from rambling and swearing to the cop. "what the fuck do i do?" fuck fuck fuck

just driving along. everything is organized. my glove compartment has papers in it. my trunk has camping supplies. all is in its place. and BAM it's everywhere. glass in the road. absolutely nothing is okay. it's all everyplace and i don't know why.

she cut me off and didn't understand that people going straight have the right of way.

never thought a car accident could be this ... life altering

i guess they settled it and she's at fault. i get the insurance money. but i have no car, which will affect my life... a LOT. i'm so used to it. so many memories. and it just got towed away a few hours ago

i don't know how to deal and all i keep thinking is WHAT if we didn't have our seatbelts on? that would have been the cut-off of my life. THAT moment. driving to the mall to get my ears pierced cause i never did. any love: terminated. any friendship: over. my room would never have gotten straightened up. i would have never seen you all tonight. and colleen and rach, the exact same goes. i could have lost a friend because somebody didn't know the rules of the road. lost a friend or myself or both.

the car is totaled

thank god no one involved was
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