I will say, though, that my car accident was probably the most terrifying experience of my life. I woke up feeling really... weird. Extremely cautious and worried, I guess. And about 20 minutes later, there was a shooting at our local school. I saw it coming, because bullying is fairly bad in our area and it's EXTREMELY easy to access guns here. It's sad. After we found out about it, I was telling my mom that I felt that I had some really bad karma coming my way in the near future. I got ready to leave and my stepfather was pulling out of the driveway to take us to work (I work at the same place as my parents), and I had just finished saying, "I have a really bad feeling about today..." when I looked over and a Prius was coming at us at atleast 50-60 miles per hour. Coming towards MY side of the car. It smashed into us, threw our car into the mailbox and spun around, and I guess I had one of those thinking-of-all-the-****-I've-done-and-should've-done-in-my-life moments. It ****ed me up pretty bad but my stepdad was unharmed. And this is the weird part. The woman driving the car had a newborn in the car that was born on the same day as me. And her mother-in-law worked as a volunteer at my old job, and I actually spent a whole day with her once; and we discussed car accidents.
When she came to my house to pick her up, I nearly screamed when I recognized her.
Anyway, my comment to my stepfather caused him to hesitate pulling out. Had he pulled out two seconds sooner, the car would have smashed in the very front end of the car and we would have been seriously injured. I was meant to get in the accident, though. It was a wake up call. I was so self-destructive before it happened. I appreciate life a little more now.
And the weirdest feeling was knowing the shooter was next door to the hospital I was in.
I must not go to school, movie theaters, malls or anywhere that somebody could plan a shooting.
