I was headed home and intended on stopping for some food. I was about 2000 feet from my exit off of the express way, and, on this very rainy day, I hydroplaned at 70 mph. The front tires of my Ford Escape went into the ditch. The back tires followed soon after but cause me to spin almost 360 degrees. Before I could make the full turn in the ditch, my car hit a log and rolled. As I rolled, the top of the car caved in shattering several windows. The car continued to roll and landed back on its wheels with a broken front axle. I sat there for a moment, looked around and found my glasses on the floor board without a scratch. Then I opened my door and stepped out myself without a scratch.
I am 14 years old now but this happened when i was 12. I was playing tag and i tripped over a tree stump on the sidewalk and stumbled into the street where a full speed car came my way. I quickly sheilded my right side and the car hit me. I was stunned i broke my arm and right leg, i am paralyzed now.
Today whilst on a motorbike ride with my friend, I was approaching an intersection. He was leading, and jetted round the intersection. I didn’t have a hard look for oncoming traffic, as I was only a few meters behind him. Just as I crossed the other lane, I heard a truck and trailer hurtle past right behind me at around 60mph. There must have been a meter or so in it. I failed to see it as I looked further up the road, not expecting it to be so close as my friend took the turn. Feeling shaken and mad at myself. And never trusting my friends judgement again.
My first experience was as a young teen. No long stories here. Grew up in the Fordham section of the Bronx. Stickball was the norm back then(late 60’s early70’s). Spauldeen on the roof automatic homer(3 sewer rule). Go to roof and on a dare hung off roof(we all used to do it). Coping broke and down I went. Landed in rear on garbage. Scratched up, bruised up, and maybe in a little shock BUT. no hospital, and no big deal. Didn’t play for a few days but back soon and my parents NEVER knew. Everyone took things in stride in the Bronx in those days. At least this isn’t one of the B.S. stories I read. The guy with the car falling on him was real though. When I fell it seemed like slow motion. It might have been 2 seconds but felt like a long time, like a dream. I remember it today as clear as I did back then. The guy with the car can tell you. God? I’ve thought about that a lot over the years. Could have just been luck.
As a 20 year teen, I was once living young wild and free. Parties all day and night,drinks,drugs,females,etc. I thought i had it all.I was born and raised in Puerto Rico by a single parent with 6 siblings.Came from the rough part where you hear gun shots as many times you hear a rooster. Living life was fun to me at onve,i was careless,looking for fights and trouble.Working with my bro to get my grandsfather’s car oil changed on January the 11th of this year,something happened that amaze till today.As i was hnder the car i remembered telling my 2 year nephew to get me a couple of tools so then i could try to get the bolt loose.First attempt was hard second attempt I recall seeing the car tilt and fall slowly.Survivol mode kicked in,i layed down flat as possible to then slide from underneath,as I had all plans figured out and ready to actually do them.Everything stopped and I felt the car falling on my head slowly crushing me.I remembered kicking the front end to make noise,as i was under that amount of pressure i felt mute for the moment.I recall hearing my sis in law say “the car fell,el nene(me)” and heard my grandfather start praying.From there on thats all i did,i joined him in prayer as i thought my last breaths and living moments on earth were going to end like an episode of 1000 ways to die. I couldnt hear anything but him praying,the amount of pressure made me urinate and deficate myself.I kept fighting not to give up that i had a chance,but all i could think bout was my nephew watching me die front row.Everything went silent after a while and i remember seeing the bright light everyone talks bout before vanishing from earth,i felt as if the car was no longer on me and i neither was there.All of a sudden i felt as if someone picked up the from me and i gasped for air and ran out as fast as possible.I knew my brother was working with the jack but there is no possible way no one can move or pump a jack up that fast so that i am able to be safed..After i got up and washed up i knew who was responsible for saving me.Some say im lucky to be alive and they are wrong,Im extremely blessed because God gave me a second chance .I knew he came down and took time out to pick me up once again from the dirt and brush me off and send me on my way..We got to the hospital and they had asked what was i in for and we told them the accident and they rushed me to mri to xrays,ivy,draw blood,etc etc. After spending a couple of hours at the hospital finaly the doctor came in and i was bearing for the worst news possible.I was waiting to hear emergency surgery or i wasnt going to be normal again and all she said was im fine.Everything is perfectly fine like nothing never happened,other then scratches and bruises i was ok.I thank God for allowing me to be here still and giving more then a.other day.i continue to praise him and give him all thanks because he do deserve it„he loved me even when i was doing wrong,when i turned my back on him,thats how amazing and wonderful he is.I wanted to share my storie not to get publicity but to open eyes,to let you know hey,God is good all the time and all the time God is good.God bless you all
Today, I was extremely stupid and reckless. I was not careful when I looked at the road and crossed it. I almost died and caused an injury and potential death to the car driver as well. It was so close, that the driver had to screech and swerve their car. Extremely fortunate, we both are okay. The guilt is eating me up.
I’m a teenager, and being a teenager I tend to disobey my dad. So when he said I couldn’t leave the house to sleep over, I did anyways. I snuck out around 10:30 at night to meet my friends and they picked me up. By now the weather is really bad. It’s snowing a lot and the roads are icy. On a certain road my friend who was driving decided to hit speed bumps hard. At the end of the road was a propane station. When my friend the driver turned to the side to avoid hitting it, the side of the car crashed right into the fence which was between us and a certain propane tank. The car was damaged but none of us were. If it wasn’t for that fence, or if the fence wasn’t all the way in the ground, we could have all died.
note: i live in the ghetto. Sitting at home playing some call of duty when gun shots go off in my backyard hitting my house in the room I was in and neighboring houses. Well if that wasn’t bad enough two days later some dude going 100 plus mph runs a red light after I drive through an intersection, missing me by inches, he swerves and crashes into a nearby house. wow what a week.