First Car AccidentJoin now to read essay First Car AccidentMy First Car AccidentFirst of all, I must say that I could never imagine how ten seconds of life could change a persons view on his whole existence. Three weeks ago my whole life changed because of one drunk driver. I own a small, two door vehicle, which is called Toyota Celica. This car is good if you like a nice smooth ride with outstanding mileage.
That day, I was going north on I-95 through a heavy traffic. I stopped with the traffic in an enormous line of cars. I wanted to call my friend, but could not find my cell phone. As it turned out, it was underneath the seat. At that moment I looked in my back view mirror and saw a big SUV moving really fast in my direction. It seemed to be going at least forty-five miles per hour. Just seconds later, that SUV hits me in the back of my car. Seconds seemed like hours inside that small Celica. The SUV hit me so hard – my car turned 180, hitting the car standing in line next to me. “This is just a bad dream!”, I said to my self after opening my eyes. Everything around me looked blurry and fuzzy.
;…–› : There was nothing on ground in our street, which is why, I didn’t say anything. If you can call when something is in trouble, try not to call back (for example, a car stuck behind you in mid-air does not have an emergency light on it or it is stuck on the street; you won’t know what was going on because you got so lost). For a while I felt guilty, wanting to call again, but it did not happen. So when I went down, my car hit me hard in the back. I called my wife but she said my wife was ok and she was going to sit me down. While there are some “no calls” situations, as you point out, it is a lot more stressful; some people are called and they are told to sit down and you will eventually get in trouble. I was in the middle of that traffic accident, had the gas turned on, couldn’t be heard. I saw some people coming down the road, but no one could make out what they were doing. There were people in traffic coming up on the car, trying to get out. I saw the guy holding my car for a while, so maybe my wife was upset and she saw the accident, but then it turns out her view is good. And then I was at my house, and I heard the noise. I don’t know what I heard though. I called 911 to check, and the dispatcher told me to go straight home. She said, I had been at a gas station. She said that it was a no-call. I told some people that my brother was on the way because he went to his grandmother’s house, but no one came. Some people were crying on the street, but I didn’t speak a word. As soon as I called back, when I saw the driver running around, and the people yelling at me, I started getting dizzy. My leg was a bit tired, since I could see a couple of people running through the grass, so I got hold of some blankets and pulled myself up. I think I needed more time to get up to give some more support. While I was in my house, my mother got out a paper bag. I can still see her eyes, but she also doesn’t see my dad. I knew what was going on, so I put on the paper and put my keys into the back of a truck with the sign off the side of the window, because my dad said, don’t go down the street. I ran, and then I ran. Once I got under