A sad story about a girl and her car

There was a girl who was driving in the rain one morning on her way to work. It began raining so hard that she had to lean in to see through the windshield as the rain pelted down onto it. She became nervous and silently thanked herself for having gotten her tires rotated and balanced as well as her oil changed in the car the previous day. Luckily though, the rain began to lighten up and eventually stopped. A few miles down the road the girl was about to pass through a traffic light. Suddenly, the light turned yellow. The girl realized that due to the wet roads, quickly hitting the brakes to stop for the light may cause her car to skid or even hydroplane-- potentially causing a wreck. At the last minute, she decided that she must continue forward under the yellow light.

In an instant, she saw the blue minivan turning in front of her. It was like slow motion-the van pulling out in front of her car. The girl immediately slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting the van and attempted to steer to the right hoping to miss it. Instead, within an instant, her car slammed into the side of the van creating a loud squealing than slamming sound. The girls mind raced. There was smoke all in the car and she couldn't get the car to turn off. Her hands were shaking. The airbags had deployed, thankfully she thought. She felt her face and looked for any injuries on herself. She then grabbed her bag and phone and made her way out of the car. She ran to the van to see a large black woman yelling "my babies! my babies!" The girl asked "are your kids okay? are you okay?!". The woman ignored the girl. The girl then picked up her phone and called 911 to report the accident. She was shaking and her heart was pounding. She kept wondering whose fault this was or how it could have been avoided. After calling 911 and her husband the girl realized that everyone was okay. The lady she hit as well as her "babies" were fine. The other woman began to talk on her phone. The girl suddenly realized her wrists were hurting and her face was in throbbing. She felt her nose and realized it may be broken. Her thoughts were racing as quickly as her heart was. She willed herself to remain as calm as possible and not cry.

Soon, the sirens wailed in the background as the firetrucks, ambulance, and police made their way to the scene. They made a parimeter with their cars and trucks to block off traffic. They got out of their vehicles to find the black woman hollering as if she suddenly were in pain. They immediately came to her to assess her injuries (which the girl noted had been none prior to the emergency responders' arrival) and began to pull the stretcher out of the ambulance. They placed her on the stretcher and into the ambulance. The "babies" that were in her car turned out to be 3 young children, under the age of 4 who were not in the appropriate car seats. Only 1 of the 3 was in a car seat, and that was the baby, who was in a car seat that was not appropriate for the age of the baby. The lady also informed the police that her van was new, therefore she did not have any car insurance.

Another car pulled onto the scene and a young black man with long dreads and colorful clothing got out of his car. His pants were sagging low as he walked towards the wreck. The "babies" were his children, as he was the other drivers' son. He parked in the middle of the road and the police officers yelled for him to move his car before another wreck happened. He ran and picked up the 3 children without even checking on his mother in the ambulance and left as quickly as he came. A few minutes later another car came screetching down the road. The driver was continuously honking the horn and stopped his car in the middle of the intersection. He began to run into the road towards the wreck yelling. He was still wearing his telemarker headseat and looking frantic as he searches for his wife, who is the woman in the ambulance. The police and firefighters become aggitated at this man's careless behavior. They begin yelling for him to get back into his car and pull into a neably parking lot. Instead he drives off.

The girls husband arrives and she immediatly begins to feel her heart slow down and she slighty relaxes some. The police talk with her and her husband obtaining the details of the accident and informing her that a tow truck is on the way to pick up her car. He gives her the okay that she can now leave. She and her husband walk away with their backs turned against the terrible crash and event that has just happened. Though the cars and debris are removed from the sight of the crash, the memory will remain with the girl about that terrible rainy morning.

So, as most of you all know, this story is about me Wednesday morning. Thankfully, I am fine and though my nose is fractured, it doesn't look so and will heal on its own. My car is currently in the shop and is most likely going to be deemed totalled. Though this wreck was scary and terrible, I have been overwhelmed by the caring and concern shown by my friends, family, co-workers, and even Matts' co-workers. I am so lucky to be alive and okay, and to have the support that I do. I wake up (most-haha!) every day happy and I now realize why I am always such a happy person-because the amazing people in my life!

Here are a few photos of the wreck and my car: