I was 10 at the time, I was in the car with my little sister and my older brother. We were in a 2 seat truck, my brother was driving and my sister was younger so I told her to take the seatbelt seat. So I was in the middle without one. We were riding down the road back home, I looked over to my sister and poked her cheek, this caused us to have a poke war. We were poking each other so fast I accidentally elbowed my brother causing him to move his hand from the wheel and then a guy (drunk I presume) came into our lane and crashed into us. My brother had an airbag, I went through the windshield, and my little sister was in the car still, after I got off the road I staggered back to the car tripping half way, I got to the car to see my little sister Kim impaled with glass, I grabbed my brother knife from the glove compartment and cut her out then looked to my brother. I knew he was already gone. I carried my sister 12 miles to the hospital even though she died after 4. I died within 5 minutes of arriving due to blood loss from the glass. I woke up 4 days later with my mum at my bedside. I went home a week later.
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I Will Go On
Non-FictionThis is my story about many times I have died and had to keep going. I will not give up.