Feb 16, 2011 12:28
.....ALMOST!
Now this morning was scary as fuck.
jeff and i normally go to school together.
instead of riding the bus,
he'll drive us and park his car at work, which is like 1 block from campus.
so the crosswalk light turned white with the little figure of the dude to walk,
so i started to.
i took one step out into the rode and next thing i knew i felt jeff's arm across my chest and heard him yell,
"hun! STOP!"
and before i knew it a car flew by in front of me that had ran a red light,
and it was no 20 mph crap.
after it was okay to cross,
i walked by him in silence and was like "ok... umm..."
and jeff was calling a driver a douche bag under his breathe.
after a few more steps on campus and were under some trees,
I felt tears rolling down my eyes.
I never understood why people cried or the way they felt when they come across a "near death experience."
Maybe it wasn't necessarily a near death experience,
but i would have been badly hurt if jeff wasnt there.
all i could do was imagine what would have happened if jeff hadn't stopped me.
i would have been one of those people in the movies where they smash the windshield and rolled over the top of the car.
I would have hit the ground with such force that i probably would have fractured a couple of bones,
the impact the car would have on me w the first hit probably would have fractured my hip.
my college career would have been put at a halt,
forget being an engineer,
my goal at that point would probably be to survive.
I didnt know how to describe what i felt as i started to cry.
jeff called it "shaken up" which i guess could be it.
jeff held my hand as we kept walking to class,
he rubbed my back as i was trying to rub all the tears away,
and he held me tight until we went our separate ways to class,
letting me know that he will always protect me.
for the rest of the morning until class started,
all i did was think about what could have happened.
i'm okay now...
but jeff truly is my knight in shining armor.
I love him soooo much.
car,
jeff,
hero,
death