All was calm on a snowy, icey February day until glass shattering, metal on metal like nails on a chalkboard, airbags inflating, and screaming all in a split second broke the silence making your ears ring like a school bell on steroids. That is when I realized we’ve been hit by a truck.

On impact I tasted something salty like and ocean in my mouth, I didn’t even realize I had bit my lip causing it to bleed. My sister started to scream as loud as a cannon and we started to spin. I was dizzy I had hit my head on the window causing a sharp pain and I was like a fish out of water trying to breath from the seat belt tightening around my chest. One tire screeched on what appeared to be the only dry patch on the road. My sister still screaming drove the car into a ditch where that was the end as that was where the crash. It smelled musty of cooling leaking out of the radiator and the engine cooling on the snow producing a steam cloud as thick as cold molasses billowing out and above the engine.

“WHOO HOO” I remarked with excitement, “That was fun even though we could’ve died it was fun.”

Fearfully my sister replied with, “Are you stupid?”

I thought to myself, I’m stupid but at least i'm not a bad driver unlike somebody here. but I decided not to say it.
“I thought that I was clear to go but it was so icey and I had no traction” she stated with sympathy.

My other sister, Ellie, was already on the phone talking and explaining what happened with the 911 operators so I called my mom to tell her what happened and she was unessecarily worrying since we did get into an accident but I finally was able to reassure her to understand that we were fine- as she arrives.

I sarcastically said to her, “Are you able to comprehend the word okay?”

“Well I needed to see if you guys were okay and besides you guys need a ride back home as well.” She said but was interrupted by ambulance sirens wailing like a screamo band before she could say anymore than she had.
The paramedics only looked at my sister as she had had cuts on her face from broken glass and because the truck that hit us had hit her door. My other sister and I walked over to my mom’s car where we could get out of the cold. I thought to myself, “If we had had 2 seconds or 2 feet of space more than we most likely would’ve rolled and the crash would’ve been a ton more fatal than it was we could’ve had serious injuries, broken limbs, or even death”.
After getting into this wreck I now look at traffic in a different way, always trying to spot possible collisions to avoid in advance. This has also taught me that incidents like this car crash have benefits. Such as, you can get 8000 dollars for a car that cost us 1000 dollars plus a head gasket repair. Along with now realizing ATV and dirt bike crashes hurt more than a car wreck.