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Trucks are Evil

Okay so I decided why not share what happened to me.

The reason I hate trucks.

The reason I stay inside all the time except when I am going to school or heading home from school..

The main reason I don't like winter now.

Okay so last year I was hit by a truck.

The date was January 29th,2015.

It was the day before my math midterm (I obviously didn't have to do the midterm because of what happened xD))

Okay, so I went to a study thingy but we ended up watching Stand By Me.
((You know that movie where they almost get hit by the train...))

We also ate nachoes.
((Those poor nachoes...))

So anyway, I took the metrobus home.
Which I always did after group.

But yeah.

I didn't get home that evening xP
Obviously.

So the last thing I remember before being hit was actually getting off the bus.

I always use the crosswalk though but apparently a truck turned the corner.

If it was going straight and hit me I would have died.
But obviously I am not dead.
I'm still here.

The first thing I remember when I woke up in the hospital was being really confused.

Dad was there though, he told me I was hit by a truck.

Apparently for awhile before that I was asking for my teddy bear.... Gosh, I must have been really out of it.

Anyway, I stayed in the hospital until the next day.

That's when they said I can go home.

So, I went home and my friend stayed over.
She took care of me and actually made me something to eat because I didn't really want to eat.

The day after that the police came and asked me what I remembered...

I didn't remember very much and I was frustrated.

I wanted to know everything that happened to me.

I was lucky though that someone saw what happened and kept me alive tell the ambulance came after the accident.

I guess the police knew I didn't know much but they wrote my statement down anyway.

I think they thought what happened to me was my own fault....

Anyway I took a week off of school due to my left leg being really hurt in the accident.

Sometimes it still gets really shaky and I feel like I'll fall.

Now when I cross the road I make sure there is no cars in site....

Healing was hard but my family helped me.
Every time I wanted to go up or down the stairs I had to call out to my dad or brother.

I spent a lot of time on the laptop during that time.

Then eventually I went back to school but I didn't go full days and I asked dad to pick me up halfway through the day.

As long as I don't get hit by another truck I will be happy.

Trucks are evil though.

They are always going to be evil to me.

Even when I am older that day will stay forever in my head.

It was scary and I'm lucky I lived.