I got in a car accident today. Out of all days, it had to be on the first day of school. My mom was driving the van (a 2005 Honda Odyssey). We are
driving across the road to this other road. We are stopped in the middle of the road, as there's this car in front of us waiting for this other car
to go. I look out the window, and I see a Hyundai Accent hatchback, gold in color, racing towards us. It swerved to miss one car, and I was
thinking, "wow, he's going pretty darn fast. He better stop soon..." It was like in slow motion. I see his car going towards us. I then see the
hood. Then a loud shotgun blast sound, then the side airbags appear. I see the sky, and I can feel the van jerk to the side. My mom's whimpering,
and we pull over to the right side of the road we were gonna go on.
The Hyundai Accent driver, a man with a beard and round-framed glasses with a neon shirt, had to be in his late 40s, pulls over behind us. This
woman, who was driving a grey Chevy Impala, pulled over too. She tried to comfort my mom. I was scared out of my mind. It all happened so darn
fast. My mom asks the woman if she can drop me off at school. They then exchange numbers, and I get in with her kids. I did have a good
conversation with them. The woman/mom told me and my mom that the man who hit us was crazy. He wouldn't stop. I still remember him accelerating.
He had so much room to stop, but he kept on going. He had at least 75 feet to stop. So anyways, the woman drops her kid off to school, then me. I
had a good conversation with her and her kids.
After school, I learned that my mom had to go to the hospital. She's a bit bruised, but she's just fine. The worst part is, the van, it meant a lot
to me. I found out that the side bar of the frame is twisted, which declares the van totaled. I almost cried. I've done so much with the van! Why
did this happen to me?! Why on the first day of school? That road never caused us any trouble. We've crossed it countless times. But why didn't
that driver stop? He didn't see us apparently. I don't know why... The witnesses say that the man is completely at fault. The cops say mom is at
fault because there was a stop sign at the intersection. And I even looked at the van an hour ago at Canby Motors. The Hyundai came at an angle. He
had to be going above 40 mph.
I'm still having flashbacks. For some reason I think it's my fault. Was it the shoes I wore, or some sort of thing God wants from me?! What have I
done?! I feel so sad right now. I'll never be able to drive in the van again. But in a way, God meant this somehow. I sat in the right seat as
usual. I always sit in the right seat. Never the left seat. The Hyundai impacted us from the left. Only the side curtain airbags deployed. I can
still smell the fumes and smoke. I can still hear that loud crumpling noise and the popping noise. I feel so empty. Something inside me just died.
That van was part of me. I've been in it since I was 2.
But, school was great today. Because of my "intense math vocabulary", my table won the competition for the team with the most geometry-related words.
There were a few 10th graders in my class. I made friends with two of them. Both of them sat at my table.
But last year at the first day of school, some kid had a seizure. Now today, there's a car accident. Why oh why?
I want a break.
edit on 25-8-2016 by lazyfortress because: (no reason given)