Mom’s Car Crash When I was three years old my mom and I got into a huge accident. It happened when we were driving home and I don’t think that I have ever been so scared. “Lyli do you have your bag?” my grandma Alice asked me. I nodded and gave her a hug goodbye. I put on my shoes and took my mom’s hand. “Bye grandma, thank you!” my mom said as she shut the door. My mom took me to the car and put me in my car seat. It was a toddler seat with black stripes going across it. She buckled me in and started the car. My mom clicked her seatbelt and started to drive out of the driveway. We were just about home. My mom and I were talking about what I did today at my grandma’s house. Suddenly, a red truck flew over the hill. My mom tried swerving off the road, but the truck was going too fast. It hit us really hard and for a while, everything went black. “Mom? Mom are you ok?” I asked starting to cry. The front window was broken, but I don’t know why my mom didn’t answer me. Two men ran up to the car and pushed their faces against the window. I had no idea who these people were. I was full out crying and my mom wouldn’t talk. “MOM!” I yelled louder and louder noticing the blood on my hands. The man on the left side of the car tried to get the door open, but it wouldn’t budge. At the time I was thinking, “Hey idiot! I’m over here!” I was crying too much I couldn’t stop. The man that was pulling on my door was my neighbor Bob. He swung the door open and got me out of the car. By
I was 11 years old, and my father has just had his 1st stroke, and 3rd heart attack. I was in the hospital room alone with him, when a nurse came by to explain what had happened, since my mother was attempting to explain it to my brother.
I just could not believe what happened. My night was going so good, then all of a sudden it turned into a nightmare. The entire ride home I just stared out the window at the pitch black sky. My dad and I never spoke a word the whole time. When we approached the place where I wrecked, I tensed up and closed my eyes. It made me sick to my stomach to see the truck upside down. The next thing I knew we were pulling into my driveway. When I got inside, I hugged my dad and told him I loved him and I was sorry for what happened. I then did what the nurse said and went in the shower. As I stood in the shower with the warm water hitting my face, the accident kept playing over and over in my head. With all of the glass and dirt washed out of my hair, I went to bed. It was beyond relaxing to lay in my bed. I layed there for a few moments,then slowly drifted to
It was taking a long time to find the right address because the GPS had taken us to the wrong house. We pulled into the driveway and typed it in again. Mom was so tired that she kept dozing off as well, so Callie was in charge of keeping her awake. Every time she’d tap on her shoulder, Mom would say something along the lines of, “I know, I know! We are almost there.” It was around one in the morning when we arrived at grandpa’s house.
“MOM WHERE ARE WE GOING!!!” I said, feeling like I could burst at any moment it's a horrible thing to be car sick when you don't know what to do about it. “Don't worry dolly we will be there any second now” said Sharon, but I just know her as mom. “I think i'm dying!” I said, sinking into the back car seat. Mom didn't say anything as with my brother they just smiled. I wondered if they could see something I couldn't so I forced my body to sit up and unbuckle my seatbelt as my eyes lit up as if I saw an angel. It felt like everything was in slow motion. For months now I've been dying to go to Six Flags for one day and today was that day! “Do you feel better deer or should we go back home” mom said with an evil smile glancing at me through
“No!” It was my mom’s voice, I ran into the office and saw a gun on the floor, part of the wood chipped out as my dad stormed away. My mom was sobbing, visibly terrified. My mom followed my dad, while Missy took me upstairs with the baby and the pets. She locked the door behind her, and we saw my dad storming away from the garage in his car. After we knew he had pulled away, She led me back downstairs where my mom was waiting for the police. After around three minutes, a police officer arrived. It was after then that my mom made sure my dad couldn’t pick me up from school anymore.
“YO!! I am home!” I shouted into my mom’s new house. After I said that I heard the sobbing and the heartbreak coming from my mom’s room. My mom came down to greet me with tears in her eyes.
The first time I drove. So, my grandmother decided to risk here life to teach me to drive for only two blocks. And my grandmother was a horrible teacher because she is used to standard cars and not automatic, so she puts her feet on both the gas pedal and the brake. Anyways, I can't believe that the car seems to go so fast and I was only going 5 mph! And then, I didn't know how to brake and my grandmother almost hit her head on the dash! Luckily, we made it
My Grandma Mary was sitting there in the car, waiting for me. I quickly walked over to the car, opened up the backdoor, and put my stuff inside the car, and shut the door. I opened up the front door, got in, and shut the door. “Well hello. How was your day?” my grandma
For me, this accident happened when I was twelve back in 2009. Every Labor Day weekend my family packs up essential camping gear and spends the weekend roughing it in the great outdoors. I remember the day clearly. Serenity and relaxation flowed through every bone in my body as we pulled into the circular 100 feet by 100 feet clearing
It was a cold rainy night. Mrs. Fester was making supper for her three kids in their desolate kitchen. Victor, Elizabeth, and Matilda were gathered by the fireplace watching television.“ Supper's ready,” yelled Mrs. Fester. The kids came running into the kitchen. When they sat down their mother started to cry. She had just found out that Mr. Fester had died. She didn’t know how she was going to tell her kids. “What’s wrong mother,” said Victor. “Kids I know this is hard, but your father was coming home from work and he couldn’t see very well because of the rain. He thought he would pull over to the side of the road, so he could wait for the rain to stop. When he started to pull over he didn’t realize he was pulling over to where another
My mom rushed towards me while Veronica phoned 911. About after 15 minutes of waiting, my mom grabbed me and set me down in the backseat of the car. She and Veronica quickly jumped in the car and began to drive to the hospital. Mom was driving while Veronica was ripping up her shirt and covering up my wound. When we finally reached the hospital, my mom and Veronica carried me through the doors and got me to a nurse named Mrs. Zowcowitz.`` I need help, it’s my son, he’s been shot.’’ My mom said panicking.`` I’ll go get help.’’ Nurse Zowcowitz said running through the hall. ``Doctor! Doctor! There’s a boy he’s been shot! He’s losing a lot of blood.’’ She said flailing her arms.`` I’m going right now.’’ Dr. Wade said running towards me. ``Oh there is a lot of blood, quick, we have to get him upstairs.’’ Dr. Wade said calm and collective like. I was then put on a stretcher and was rushed into an elevator. I can remember looking up at my mother with tears in my eyes. I was going to die, I knew it. When they finally got me to a room, I was laid on a bed on was being hooked up with an I.V. ``Everything is gonna be ok.’’ Mom said. Even though the doctors tried their best to save me, I closed my eyes and died shortly
With smoke coming out from the hood of the car, everyone panicked thinking the car was about to go into flames; like in a movie. The doors were locked, on top of that they weren’t opening. When my brother was about to smash open one of the windows, my mom opened her door and we all ran out. At that moment my whole
I broke my arm at a birthday party, let me explain! So, first Mom and I went in my Mom's car to leave, we go and were lost. We stop to figure out where to go. We figure out where to go and were on our merry ways!
It’s the next week and it’s still raining. Grandma moved in. She has her suitcase, a pillow, and a blanket. She said she took the bus and she never wants to do that again. Mom gave her the bed in my room and told me to get a air mattress and make a bed on the ground. So, that's what I did. Grandma comes in about five minutes later. She starts