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My Car Accident Experience

I wanted to write something a bit more fleshed out about my experience, rather than just a vague "I was in a car crash", cause I know y'all are probably interested. And it'll also probably help me with processing the whole thing. It still kinda feels unreal. But every time I move I'm reminded, so. I was thinking maybe I could write a sickfic inspired by it but I just don't think that would feel right. Anyway, let's start the story.

It's weird looking back on that morning, knowing I had no clue what was ahead of me. I said I'd go out for a walk, and my mum wanted to go into work quickly just to do one thing, and I sat in that car, for what would be the last time. I even discovered a new thing about it I didn't know about. I said I'd use it next time. There was no next time. I sat in that car just chilling, looking at my dog in the back, and all was normal.

We went for our walk. It was a nice walk. Got in the car to head back, not knowing what lies ahead. Not knowing that things were about to change in just a few minutes.

We pull out of a junction, and start driving down the road. We weren't going any faster than 25-30mph. Not fast. But then another car drives straight out of a junction to our right. Before my mum has any time to react or slam on the brakes, bam. Crash.

I don't know if I passed out or not. I don't think I did. It's just like a chunk of my memory is cut out. I vaguely remember the moment right before the crash, and I remember the moment after the crash, but the actual crash itself I have pretty much no recollection of. I remember "coming to" I guess, even though I didn't pass out I'm pretty sure, but like, Yknow what I mean. I remember the moment when I realised what just happened and I panicked. Full on panicked. I don't really know if it was panicking or what but basically I was a mess. A crying mess. At the same time I was breathing in smoke that was coming from the other car. I could see the airbags all deployed infront of me and around me, but I don't remember them actually deploying. I got out of the car, very shaky and panicked. There was a nice lady who was a nurse who made sure we were all ok, and she let me sit in her car while I calmed down and while we waited for police and stuff to arrive.

I remember a moment, sat in this woman's car, looking over at our car, completely trashed, and thinking "this isn't a dream, please tell me this is a dream... it's definitely not a dream." It was crazy. It's the kind of this you never expect to happen to you. It only happens to everyone else. Not you. But it does. It can happen to anyone at any time.

It took me a while, a good 5-10 minutes until I remembered. My dog was in the back of that car. I suddenly panicked again, thinking she was hurt, or worse... I was trying to calm down but I couldn't. If I lost my dog in this accident.... luckily just a minute or so later I saw my mum get the dog out from the boot and she was ok. Thanks to the way we crashed, the worst that happened to her was being thrown about a bit. I was so glad she was ok, honestly.

I noticed not long after the crash, I think from about when I got out of the car, I could definitely feel where the seatbelt had dug into my stomach. Thanks to adrenaline, it didn't actually hurt that bad. But now it hurts a lot. A lot a lot. Like I can't even move without it hurting. There's also a mighty bruise that I would show you but I don't think you'd want to see that. Eventually the paramedics arrived just to check us out and Make sure we were definitely ok. That was a new experience for me. Got to have one of those clip things on my finger. So that was fun. And they told me off for not having breakfast cause my blood sugars were low hehe. Anyway, I later got to go into the ambulance, which is another life first. They just wanted to check my tummy just incase, even though I was sure the pain was just bruising from the seatbelt. Needless to say, I got those tummy touches we all love so much. Wasn't that great to be honest. It hurt, and I'm ticklish, so... but yeah, anyway, it was all fine in the end. We waited in the ambulance, not sure what for exactly, but we started talking about how I'm going to uni to do creative writing and screenwriting, and one of the paramedics asked what sort of genre I like to write in, so I said "drama" and then they said I should write about them (in that I should write about ambulances and stuff) I just nodded but inside I was like "I actually do tho lmao." Anyway eventually I was let back out of the ambulance, had to give a police statement while the two cars got dragged away. Then a nice woman drove us home.

And that was that. We carried on pretty much like normal. It feels weird now. Like life is just carrying on. Even after being in a car crash. In the end you just walk away. If you're lucky enough to be able to walk away, that is.

It's strange.

I think about how different that day could have gone like if I'd decided to not go on a walk. I don't want to imagine that. Even though with the way time works, had I not gone, the crash might not have happened at all, but I don't even want to think about what would have happened if my mum was in that crash alone. What would I have done? Getting that phone call? Would I have ran down the street to where the crash was? I don't even know. But that didn't happen.

The way I see things, fate has a set plan lined up for you, and it's unlikely to change. There may be alternate universes where that crash never happened. There may be alternate universes where the crash was much worse. In the end, this is the way life went for me.

As weird as it sounds, if I could change back time and change it so the crash never happened, I wouldn't. I feel like it was almost valuable for me to experience that crash. It will influence the way I may drive in the future, when I learn. I believe this crash will change me as a person, or already has in some small way. I have a newfound respect for paramedics. Of course I already respected them a lot, but now I respect them even more. The thing I'm most thankful for is actually that the paramedics didn't seem to take it too seriously. They knew we were ok for the most part, so they were happy to joke around a little, and I'm so thankful for that. It made me smile, after just being a crying panicky mess. They cheered me up after having a bad day. It was nice.

Anyway, I think that's about it. I don't think I missed anything out. Also, just to add some perspective, here's a picture of the aftermath:

So yeah. I was in the passenger seat of that car. Crazy, huh?