Car accidents happen every day. They can be the minor bumper accidents to the five car pile-up, very tragic. Most people have either been involved in a car accident or know someone who has been. I, unfortunately, can say I am one of those people. I have been involved in two car accidents in my entire twenty-one year long life. One of them was not my fault while the other was in fact my fault. Either way, they were both extremely terrifying and I hope to never go through it again.
I was leaving my high school, getting ready to go home. It was only eleven thirty because I had the privilege of getting out of school early. I was almost home when my mom called me. “Hey Tasha, what are you doing?” Of course my response was, “Ugh. I’m almost home. Why??” “Well do you think you can go to your sister’s school? They need me to sign something and said you could go ahead and do it.” “Of course!”, I said. I am the “good” child, so I will do anything for my mom. So I turned around and headed to my sister’s Christian school which was fifteen minutes away.
Once I arrived I walked into the front office and explained my story. I told them I was there to sign paperwork for my mother and was in a hurry. I wanted to go home! They told me they had no idea what I was talking about, and something that should have taken two minutes ended up taking fifteen minutes. They called my mother; she talked to someone who talked to someone else and so on. Finally they figured it out and I signed the papers and was on my way.
Driving home I decided to take a short cut and headed down Indian School to Miller. I was already in a bad mood because I had to turn around, so I was very excited to get home. The lunch hour traffic had arrived and Indian School was very busy. I was stopped at the light at Miller, behind a lot of traffic, and all I needed to do was turn left. So I snuck into the left turn lane, just like I’ve seen hundreds of people do, and I started to drive up to the light. Just then, out of nowhere, came a car. She had crossed across traffic and was also turning into the lane I was turning into and we collided.
I was freaking out! Should I run?? Did she see my license plate?? Is it my fault?? What a bitch! How did she not see me?? Oh my god my mom is going to kill me! Everything was running through my mind. I pulled in behind her into the CVS parking lot. There I called my mom who called the police and told me to stay put. The girl, on the other hand wanted to exchange insurance policies and leave. I told her my mom called the police and we need to stay put otherwise we will get in trouble and it would be a hit and run. She agreed and we waited, not so patiently.
The officer showed up the same time my mom did and I began bawling!!!! All the fear and emotions built up and the sight of my mom just made them explode. I was so happy to see her and have her help me figure out this mess. Her and I talked to the cop and explained my story. The cop informed me that it was both of our faults. I shouldn’t have entered the left lane early and she shouldn’t have cut across traffic. I was cited for driving in a two way left turn lane and had to go to driving school.
I was so relieved to find out that I wasn’t going to jail! I had just gotten my license and was so excited to start driving. After my accident it took me six months to drive to Indian School. I was terrified I would get into another car accident and I didn’t want to relive the memories. This was one of the scariest things that has ever happened to me and I never want to experience it again.
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