Rolling In The Dirt
On the way back from the swings, we decided that it would be cool if we raced each other back to my house, and since I was known for being a fast runner there was no way that I was losing that race. I ran hard and fast. But, when we finally made it to the exit we had to stop to see if there were any cars coming and there were quite a few that were speeding by while we waited. As soon as the road cleared up, I decided to take a chance and run across the street.
The next thing I knew I was rolling on the ground in my backyard, covered with dirt. A white car that was going 45 miles per hour in a residential area had hit me from behind. I didn’t realize that I got hit until my mom picked me up off the ground and started checking to see if I was breathing. My biggest concern was if I would ever run again because I couldn’t feel anything.
Am I Dead
Shortly after my mom picked me up the ambulance arrived and placed me on a stretcher. I begin to feel a cold sensation all throughout my body. I wasn’t sure what it was but when they got me inside of the ambulance, they started checking my vitals and made sure that I was fully aware of what was going on.
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