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Oh man.
I just got back from about three hours at the hospital, because my Dad got into a car accident (not with another car, more with a ditch- he ended up going off the road and flipping the car) when he was coming to pick me up today. He's okay now, but oh my god that was nerve wracking.
At first I didn't know who it was (we could see it from where I was- me and my friends), and so I was just standing around, but then I got worried and ran over, and found out that it was my dad. I almost freaked out, but the paramedics told me that the best thing for me to do was stay calm, so I kind of pushed all my feelings away and blank faced the hell out and stayed with my dad until we got to the hospital and my mom and my sister came.
Then we stayed there for three hours while the doctors made sure everything was all right.
It was, my dad's fine, just a little scratched and shaken up. We don't know about the car, though, not yet, which makes me feel bad, because I liked that car, and also now we only have one, and also we can't really afford this stuff right now, especially not with me going to college soon (which reminds me, we had our final assembly the other day, and I got a 500 dollar art scholarship for college).
Also, I feel bad, because he was coming to pick me up, and the only reason he was on that road was because he didn't know the exact place where I was, so he was checking it out and was trying to back up when he fell into the ditch and over turned. Also, he tried to call me, but I had lent out my phone to a friend and didn't get the message.
Also also also I feel bad and this was horrible.
I just got back from about three hours at the hospital, because my Dad got into a car accident (not with another car, more with a ditch- he ended up going off the road and flipping the car) when he was coming to pick me up today. He's okay now, but oh my god that was nerve wracking.
At first I didn't know who it was (we could see it from where I was- me and my friends), and so I was just standing around, but then I got worried and ran over, and found out that it was my dad. I almost freaked out, but the paramedics told me that the best thing for me to do was stay calm, so I kind of pushed all my feelings away and blank faced the hell out and stayed with my dad until we got to the hospital and my mom and my sister came.
Then we stayed there for three hours while the doctors made sure everything was all right.
It was, my dad's fine, just a little scratched and shaken up. We don't know about the car, though, not yet, which makes me feel bad, because I liked that car, and also now we only have one, and also we can't really afford this stuff right now, especially not with me going to college soon (which reminds me, we had our final assembly the other day, and I got a 500 dollar art scholarship for college).
Also, I feel bad, because he was coming to pick me up, and the only reason he was on that road was because he didn't know the exact place where I was, so he was checking it out and was trying to back up when he fell into the ditch and over turned. Also, he tried to call me, but I had lent out my phone to a friend and didn't get the message.
Also also also I feel bad and this was horrible.