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An Account of a Bad Day

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A huge, loud boom was all I heard. As my friends all rushed to see what had happened I was, at the least, not worried that something bad had ensued. My car, which was just parked outside of my friend’s house, was destroyed. The back bumper completely off, the police car lights going off, other pieces of my car on the ground, it was as someone decided to demolish my car. I will never pass that stretch of road without having the exact image of what could possibly be one of the worst days of my life.

It was a beautiful sunny June day. My best friend and I decided to go hang out with a couple of our friends before we all went away for college. Little did I know that was going to be one of the worst days of my life. We were all hanging out having a great time, blasting our music, singing our hearts out, and just dancing our night away.

I was the one who had driven us to our friend’s house; however, I did not tell my parents exactly where I was going. As we all know, parents want to know exactly what and where their child is going to be and/or do.

I happened to be using the bathroom and as soon as I got out one of our friends shouted, “Oh my God! Someone’s car is completely destroyed!” No one described what the car looked like and no one really knew how my car looked. While I was in the restroom I did hear something loud, however; I did not think anything of it. I did not think something bad had happened. My friend asked me if I had any chap stick and I said, “Yes it’s in my car, come with me and we will get it.” We go down the stairs and out of the door to suddenly see policemen and police cars with their lights on all around the street. My friend and I were wondering what had occurred because they were all very close to my car.

My heart dropped to my stomach, thumping and shaking. I began to feel this sense of anxiety and nervousness. As we go over to the back of my car, where the policemen were, I see that the entire back of my car was completely torn off. At this point, I did not know what or how to handle this situation, but to break down into tears. Before that night, I had never been in such a situation and I did not know how to react. I was hyperventilating to the point where I couldn’t even talk to the policemen. Walking around in circles, trying to figure out what to do, I texted and called a couple of my friends to give me advice on what I should do. In the end, my decision was all that mattered. The biggest concern I had was my parents. I did not tell them before that I was going to hang out with a couple of friends nor did I tell them where I was going to be. At this point, the only thoughts that were running through my head were: my parents are going to lose all of their trust in me, I am never going to be able to go out again, and the simple fact that my car wouldn’t be able to be fixed.

Soon after we were outside for a while, all of the other people that were in the house came outside to see what had occurred. They were all trying to help me find out how this happened. The police then asked whose car it was so of course I had to go talk to them. They asked me for all of my information, my car information, etc. Then, I saw this guy standing there with the police and as soon as the police stopped asking me questions he began saying “I’m so sorry, I’m really sorry” repeatedly to the point where I just wanted him to stop talking because I knew he was the cause of this accident. I was just so upset that I wanted to know how this happened and all the man said was “I really do not know how this happened, please do not call your insurance.” I felt this built up anger inside of me, I was feeling extremely worried and so furious because soon after I heard that he was texting and driving and that was how the accident happened.

It came to the point where I knew there was nothing else that can be done but to call my parents. I was so scared, shaking, crying, hyperventilating; I did not want to do this. I wanted to figure a way out of this situation. I kept asking myself “what could I do to get myself out of this situation.” I wanted to believe it was just a dream. But there was nothing more that I could do. I knew my mother was going to worry more than my dad so I decided to call my father. I was already crying so they could hear my voice cracking. As soon as he picked up and I said “Dad” he knew something horrible happened.

One of my friends ended up driving me home so I can take my parents to where my car was. As soon as we got to the street where my car was, all I remember seeing was this emotion of worriedness and disappointment in my parent’s faces. At that moment my heart fell to my stomach I hated feeling like my parents were disappointed in me. I tried to convince them that it was not my fault and I could not have done anything to prevent this from happening, but all they could think about was that I could have been in the car while this incident occurred. They were petrified for my life. That was the moment in which I realized that my life not only matters to me, but it matters a lot more to my family. I never wanted to break my parents trust again.

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