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Brittany Snell
E. Rybicka
English 101
18 October 2006
My Car Accident
What seemed like to be an ordinary car ride home from school turned out to be the start to the most inconvenient 5 months of my life. This car ride was far from ordinary. I would have never thought that I would get into an accident that would result in me being without a car for 5 long months. Everything seemed to go wrong before, during and after my accident.
I pulled out of my school like any other day on April 7, 2006. I had to run by home to pick up some paperwork and then I was off to the chiropractor for my weekly adjustment. I proceeded to drive down the road into an intersection where the light had begun to change. I was driving the speed limit, which was 40 miles and hour, and having no time to stop I started to go through the light. To my surprise, another car opposite of me began to turn left in front of me without checking if traffic was clear.
I then quickly decided that I needed to try and avoid what was about to happen. I slammed on my brakes and cut the wheel trying to avoid this car. I could not cut my wheel far enough in fear of hitting the other oncoming cars that stopped at the light. Screeching tires and a loud boom was all that was heard when my car hit the oncoming car. In a panicked frenzy, my first reaction was to cover my face. On contact my car did a complete 180 degree turn, almost hitting a light pole. Both air bags were set off, shattering my windshield, and the impact was so great that the sun roof popped open and would not close. After all of the chaos seemed to stop, students from my school warned me to get out of the car because numerous liquids where leaking from the bottom. I got out, looked at what was left of my car, and began to weep.
After the actual accident was over, I wanted to see the other person who was stupid enough to turn without checking traffic flow. It turned out to be a grade school mother who used to take me home from school. Her first words were “Are you ok?” I could not talk, I could not move, I just wanted to cry. I knew exactly what this meant. It meant that my car, by the looks of it, was totaled. Sure enough, after being evaluated by a mechanic, it was. For 5 awful months after that day I went without a car. Being shuttled around by friends and family seemed to be the worst. I once had transportation to go wherever I wanted and now it was gone. It felt somewhat paralyzing and was possibly the worst thing ever to happen to me. You truly do not know what you have, and how much you need it, until it is taken from you.