About two years ago, when i was 12, my parents, my sister and I went to Cocoa
Beach for the weekend. On the way home, we took the Bee line. Well, the van that
we were in was a used one that my father had just bought. He knew that he should
have replaced the tires because they were old. While he was driving, one tire
popped and all we saw on the road behind us was a strip of rubber. The tire had
come off. My father tried to pull over, and lost control.
The van started fliping over.My father had attached a vcr and small t.v. to the
floor of the van with ducked tape that weekend so me and my sister could watch
home movies. Well, the T.V. flew right infront of my sisters face (just a few
inches closer and it would have hit my sister) and went out the side window,
which in a van that was a sliding door is not supposed to come out. The window
just popped out. The VCR on the other hand flew right at me as we flipped and
hit my collar bone. While the accident took place, I felt like someone was there
protecting me, holding me down so i would now fly out of the car, because if I
flew out, the van would have crushed me (by the way, my sister and I were not
wearing our seatbelts.).
At the end of the accident the van was on its left side. The hole where the
window used to be was on top of us. The first thing I did was move all my limbs
to see if I was paralyzed or anything. I was fine. I called to my sister. She
did not respond. I called her again. I didn't hear her. I called the third time,
and she said "I'm fine!". She was silent in shock.She had me scared for a
second. My father took my mom of her seatbelt, which was quiet hilarious now
that you think about it, because she was sitting on the passenger seat, which
was now the roof, so she was just dangeling. Me and my sister where found behind
our seats.
The people who had witnessed the accident came to help. One man came and yelled
out "Is anyone alive?!". I was not surprised because I would have said the same
if I had seen and accident of such magnitude. We alkl shouted yes. A woman with
a cellular phone called the peramedics. They pulled us out one by one through
what was the side window. The instructed me to lay down until the peramedics
came. I felt a pain right next to my shoulder. My collar bone was broken. We
went to the hospital. I arrived home at 3:00 a.m.
Now I thank God that he sent an Angel to protect us. We all survived. I think
God saved me because he has a plan for me. Thank you God.
Jessica Ramirez NyQnzBrAt2k6@cs.com
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