Next thing I know the speedometer inches forward and the speed increases. I never knew it could happen to me. She said she hadn't been drinking, and seemed fine. We were going 65,70,75 now 90 down a old road in the middle of nowhere. "Megan slow down!" I yelled. No response. I look at her she seemed almost emotionless, I taped her to get her attention. " What we are just having fun..." she said. "You are going 90 on a road in the middle of nowhere slow down!!!" I yelled again. "FINE!" she screamed. She slammed on the breaks and before I new I felt the car start to flip, the back came up and flipped over the top, I ducked down into a ball. I felt the car start to slide once it flipped. I was in a ball in the what now is top of the car but use to be the bottom. I felt a searing pain in my leg, I think it is broke. I started to look around to see if there is a way out. I see that there is a tiny opening between the front seats and back window that I might be able to get through. I look over Megan is like a mannequin motionless. I have to hurry to get to her. I find myself over thinking everything I do because the sight of seeing my best friend like that made me panic. I started to ease my way out into the small space. I got all the way through. The back window thankfully is almost all the way broken out. I take the ice chipper I see in the backseat and slam it into the already shattered part. Shreds go flying. I move quickly through the window. I get out and I see we are still in the middle of the highway. I look around no one is coming. I am limping with one leg, but I try my hardest to move the car to the side of the road. Then I go over to the drivers door. I take a deep breath. I look at the door and try to open it, it is prided shut. I look at the front dash and see that the window is broken but I don't know how to get Megan out. I knew I should call 911 but my phone got broke to so until someone finds us I have to try to get her out. I go back through the back of the car, I see Megan is stuck between the steering wheel and the seat I notice she has a pocket knife. I think maybe I can try to pry the door open, because once its open I can try to slide her out that way. I grabbed the knife and I started to pry. I got it all the way around and with all my might I swung the door open. There she was I have to move fast she is bleeding bad from her leg. She of course is upside down because the car flipped, so I start to try to un buckle her seat belt. It is stuck, so I used the knife to cut it. Thankfully once I got the seat belt she eased out. I grabbed her and pulled her into the grass near us so we were off the road. I checked for breathing and a pulse. She had both thankfully. I looked all over for glass cuts and she only had minor. She I could tell did have a broken leg, but she must of got knocked out by the impact of the steering wheel. I searched for her phone and thankfully I found it. I quickly called 911 they arrived at the accident and took Megan and I too the hospital they contacted my mom also. I kept living that moment over and over, the moment the car flipped I wasn't able to control it. Don't drink and drive. It was a dream for me but a reality for some.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Dream Thread
Next thing I know the speedometer inches forward and the speed increases. I never knew it could happen to me. She said she hadn't been drinking, and seemed fine. We were going 65,70,75 now 90 down a old road in the middle of nowhere. "Megan slow down!" I yelled. No response. I look at her she seemed almost emotionless, I taped her to get her attention. " What we are just having fun..." she said. "You are going 90 on a road in the middle of nowhere slow down!!!" I yelled again. "FINE!" she screamed. She slammed on the breaks and before I new I felt the car start to flip, the back came up and flipped over the top, I ducked down into a ball. I felt the car start to slide once it flipped. I was in a ball in the what now is top of the car but use to be the bottom. I felt a searing pain in my leg, I think it is broke. I started to look around to see if there is a way out. I see that there is a tiny opening between the front seats and back window that I might be able to get through. I look over Megan is like a mannequin motionless. I have to hurry to get to her. I find myself over thinking everything I do because the sight of seeing my best friend like that made me panic. I started to ease my way out into the small space. I got all the way through. The back window thankfully is almost all the way broken out. I take the ice chipper I see in the backseat and slam it into the already shattered part. Shreds go flying. I move quickly through the window. I get out and I see we are still in the middle of the highway. I look around no one is coming. I am limping with one leg, but I try my hardest to move the car to the side of the road. Then I go over to the drivers door. I take a deep breath. I look at the door and try to open it, it is prided shut. I look at the front dash and see that the window is broken but I don't know how to get Megan out. I knew I should call 911 but my phone got broke to so until someone finds us I have to try to get her out. I go back through the back of the car, I see Megan is stuck between the steering wheel and the seat I notice she has a pocket knife. I think maybe I can try to pry the door open, because once its open I can try to slide her out that way. I grabbed the knife and I started to pry. I got it all the way around and with all my might I swung the door open. There she was I have to move fast she is bleeding bad from her leg. She of course is upside down because the car flipped, so I start to try to un buckle her seat belt. It is stuck, so I used the knife to cut it. Thankfully once I got the seat belt she eased out. I grabbed her and pulled her into the grass near us so we were off the road. I checked for breathing and a pulse. She had both thankfully. I looked all over for glass cuts and she only had minor. She I could tell did have a broken leg, but she must of got knocked out by the impact of the steering wheel. I searched for her phone and thankfully I found it. I quickly called 911 they arrived at the accident and took Megan and I too the hospital they contacted my mom also. I kept living that moment over and over, the moment the car flipped I wasn't able to control it. Don't drink and drive. It was a dream for me but a reality for some.
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This is a terrifying scenario...Have you read the book If I Stay? It's about a similar accident and the girl who dies in it keeps starting the day over for a week and tries to change the outcome. This story made me think of it.
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