Unpleasant Experience
The bus skidded off course when the driver lost control then colliding with a lamppost causing the bus to flip. The bus slid a few hundred feet scraping along the road until eventually stopping near the end of the street. I felt my body lift then thrown 12 seats forward towards the windshield. My arm was crushed by the impact, the pain escaped out of my body at last, accompanied by a painful crack and a piercingly loud scream. I looked down noticing my right arm was trapped between two seats that have been ripped off. I slowly reached down towards it with my other hand gently touching the wound with tip of my finger, the pain shot through me like lightning. At this point I surrendered myself because the pain wouldn't stop, my head dropped back whilst fortunately noticing the reflection of running paramedics in the shattered side mirror aside me. A crack of thunder echoes around the bus, the rain slowly started to fall, washing the blood and rubble into the drain. I saw feet moving past the window as some climbed out of the bus miraculously unhurt.Ten minutes before... .It all began after school had finished during the first day back after the summer holidays, the bell rang and every kid rushed towards their bus stop in relief
I didn't think much of it at first, I was firstly surprised to see it. that their first day back was at last over. Flashing red lights occurred around the outside of the bus then a siren alarmed everyone on the bus. The bus slowly lifted onto 2 wheels after the impact, Passenger were lifted and swung towards the rear side windows like play toys. A small square of light approached my face making me jump up with shock. thanks drive"For a moment I stopped to think, did I say anything out loud? , I couldn't remember and didn't really care. There were those typical backseat teenagers that he lost his temper with the most, he always pointed to the sign above "any distractions for the driver could result in an accident". The bus driver was f-in and blinding at the driver not realizing it was his fault. His eyes were never fully open they're always half closed, sleepy, drugged up as some people say. I embraced myself clinching my hands onto the handles in front of me, everything started to move so slowly for a moment when the bus slightly touched the end of the by passing lorry. The driver released his hands from the wheel the pace of the incident started to dramatically speed up whilst the bus skidded off course.
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