A close call
The bell finally rang after a long day of school, and everyone was excited to go home. My friends and I wanted to go out and get something to eat before our big soccer game against Brookwood. I didn't know something was going to happen to me that would change Josh was driving his brand new white jeep that his parents just bought a couple of weeks before. Jeff was sitting in the passenger seat. Ben, Shawn, and I were sitting in the back with the top up on the jeep. I remember when we left Josh's house, his mom reminded all of us
Ben had a badly bruised back, Jeff had internal bleeding, Shawn broke his arm in two places, and Josh broke his nose and had a concussion. My life was flashing in front of my eyes while I was flying twenty feet through the air. And Shawn was the one who put it on. I couldn't tell if I was hurt until I got up and tried to walk. I thought I broke my ankle, but it was just badly bruised. He didn't yield on the green light, but he didn't see the F-150 truck coming right at us. Josh was making a left turn on Old Peachtree from Lawrenceville Swannee, but he wasn't paying much attention to the road. This accident made me realize how important life is. I took a quick glance forward and the next thing I know my neck snapped and my head hit the front seat. When I landed on the road, I was so shocked I couldn't feel anything. The only thing I remember when I was in the air is praying to god that I wouldn't die. From that day on, I always wear my seat belt no matter where I'm going. This was the scariest moment of my life, but I only came out with some bruises and cuts. Then as the jeep began to spin, it threw Ben and I right out the top of the jeep.
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