The Crash Narrative

About another thirty minutes pass, and a nurse comes out and tells us that the Aneurysm had ruptured, and I knew if it ruptured that is not a good thing. An Aneurysm is basically a balloon in your body that gets full of blood, and when it pops blood goes everywhere and can kill you within minutes. She said Dr. Crow is doing everything he can to clamp the Aneurysm. At this point my heart just sank to the bottom of my stomach. I was expecting the worse, that my father is gone, that he could

He can breathe again, a little. Still ragged. He doesn't know how long he stays there, but it's a long time.

Then his spine went limp and nerveless and he lost all sense of balance. he started going into shock. He then started throwing up an incredible amount of blood from his stomach and spilt it on to the floor.

All I did when the nurses and doctors weren't in my room was sleep. That's all there is to do. Being in the hospital is honestly the most boring and scariest thing in the world. When the time came to get my cat scan I went through the same process as the previous morning. I felt like a zombie and could barely keep my eyes open. The results came back and I couldn't of been happier. The neurologist told me the bleeding is dissolving and that I could go home Friday morning. My heart was starting to beat normal again.

Could she not see me? I yelled her name but nothing happened she just stared at the wall behind me. I sat down in the chair next to her but nothing happened she didn't know I was here. By an hour I was sobbing on the ground yelling “why did I leave.” The man appeared sitting next to me telling me to breathe and that I was gonna be okay and that I have to wake up now. I woke up in a hospital with my whole entire family in front of me asking me if I was alright and if I needed pain medicine. I asked my mom what happened? My mom told me that I was in a coma after the car crash on the bridge and that they didn't know if I would of made it or not. It all came to me the car crash.The car crashing into me pushing my car off the bridge. It all wasn’t a dream! I sat there in shock because it actually happened. Suddenly the man appeared of who I saw in my dream I was taken back to see him. He introduced himself to me and said sorry for crashing into me and told me to get better soon . I stared in disbelief that all of this has happened. Every day after the crash I can’t bring myself to look at that car even though it was pretty much all the dream. The thought of it being really haunts me forever

can barely recover by lying on his back and taking deep breaths, after which he has to

He doesn’t feel cold. That’s good, right? He isn’t in pain either. He’s still bleeding, which means his heart is still pumping. Pounding, in fact, a frantic tempo.

After a few minutes of Chris and I resting for a bit,we were alright.Luckily he was alright,he didn’t end up bleeding out,and I actually got some rest.Since Chris was now feeling pretty much

The room is peaceful now, it is just Aaron and I sitting here with our son. Holding him and just looking at him while he sleeps. A nurse comes in and I ask her when we can go home and she says, "it looks like you can tomorrow."

I stayed inside my house because I felt my life would be in danger if I stepped out. Thirty minutes later, the big armor ambulance with Christmas colored sirens came in a rush. The Paramedics took the man on a stretcher and left to the hospital. One of my neighbors told me who got shot, and his name was Alex. I completely broke down and especially mentally. My knees were on the ground, my hands over my face, and my whole body was shivering. In my head the world was moving in slow motion and you can actually see my tear drop crash into the ground. How the tear scatters its particles on the dirt and instantly becomes soggy. Suddenly, I just woke up like I was having a terrible nightmare and adrenaline rushing through my body. I ran to my Honda Civic car like there was no tomorrow. Quickly I turned it on and press the gas pedal, leaving burn marks on the ground. I really felt like I was in a race because I was hitting around 70 MPH while passing street

I breath between tears with at least some hope that my mother will still be alive when I hear a moan on the other side of the bed. I gasp when I see her face down I pick her up and I hold her in my arm and she coughs up blood and between little murmurs I catch her telling me that she loves me and that I need to be strong when all of sudden she stops breathing. I stop to sob because for some reason I forgot who to cry instead I held my mother. Sirens get louder and louder when the front door opens and a bunch of people come in repeating into their radios “two people down and one alive” and five people surrounded me ask me “are you okay” and I just look at them with confusion why would ask me that when it was clear that I had just lost both of my parents. They took my mother away and took me to and ambulance outside of my house. As I was close to the ambulance I look over at the police car and found this teenaged boy who look at me with fury that when I realized that had to be the boy that killed my parents everything went black and just felt my body drop to the

Maybe I would feel better for a while if Abby came over. I invited her and she came right away. We drank hot tea, the way we liked it. We sat under blankets in the window seat, and stared into the snow for hours it seemed. I thought to myself," Everything will be okay, it's just going to take time. It will be okay at some

Karen just got from the hospital and it sounds like things are improving. Mike’s color has improved, they have his PH in check, he is off the blood pressure meds, and they identified one of the strains of bacteria, so they are changing his antibiotics to treat that. They still have him heavily sedated, but he has been shown some signs of responding. They are no talking about things in days, rather than hours. It sounds like he will most likely be in the hospital for 3

I loved the themed of your story. Your story was extremely visual and I could see the young woman going through this house trying to find those wonderful treasures. You did a great job showing that your character has been struggling to survive in this untamed world. Your story was gritty and raw and love that about your story.

After the ER his mom too him to his dads house to spent the night. He had 2 broken vertebrate, shattered his arm, and had a concussion. Chase said he wanted to come back to camp the next day to see his friends for the last time. He couldn't leave his lawn chair but I still sat by him all day. He ended up having to wear a cast on his arm and a metal reenforced vest most of the summer to help his vertebrate heal.