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Originally posted by SneakerNerd
Not "run over by a truck" 
Where were you parents?! |
Story time!
I was about 6 years old, and I was like 3rd of 4 kids at the time.
It was Monday the first day of school, and my mom had gotten my older brother and I ready for school (My sister was already in high school and had already left for school) and got us out the door to head to school, my youngest brother was still a toddler and she was getting him ready for kindergarten.
So our school was a mile long walk from our house, or you couldve taken a shortcut through a patch of forest on some Legend of Zelda ****. They blocked up the shortcut, so we had to take the long route. (No Castro, we didnt have school buses, we couldnt afford it, No Castro, school transport wasn't free until recently)
So were walking on the sidewalk up a hill, and at the top of the hill, there's a guy selling fish out the tray of his truck, one of those older Ford trucks:
He was outside of the truck doing his thing, but apparently the brakes werent on, and the van starts rolling down the hill. My loving brother dives out the way and tells me nothing of the van careening into me, and WHAM! It hits, me. I end up getting pulled underneath it and dragged through someone's yard, and the van only comes to a stop when it hits a boulder.
So I'm under this truck, one leg's under a wheel, my chest is pinned between the front axel of the van and the boulder, and I'm screaming my lungs out, cursing and **** "GET THIS ****ING THING OFF ME!!!" crying and ****. Swore to god I was gonna die. So they got me out, took me to the hospital, luckily enough I didnt break anything, And I was able to go to school like on Wednesday, but I've had the chest pain ever since. I always think back on it sometimes like, ***** I aint posed to be here lol.
Why is this 30 year old broad still making songs like this?"
a little too sugary but, I'll allow it"
I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY LIKE YOU AND I WANT YOU, DO YOU WANT ME, DO YOU WANT ME TOO"