The Accident Part One

Hey Maki! Thank You! We can now declare December 17th National Bitch Away Day!
I like that idea! I felt soo much better after venting!

So today I think I will tell you guys the story of the accident. I'm not sure where this will end up so please bear with me.

It will get very graphic so please leave now if it will bother you!

I was 17 years old and headed down a bad proverbial road. I was doing drugs, skipping school and just being overall rebellious.

*Back track 2 years*
I had been through a lot that led me to that point. My friends and family seemed to be dropping like flies in a smoke bomb. I was raped by a supposed friend, my "best friend" told me that I deserved to be raped and that it was my fault my boyfriend died because I wasn't with him.

I started giving up on life and humanity in general. I didn't know where to turn, so I started cutting. That's right, I was a cutter. I would slice my body up just to feel high and forget about things for a while.

Then I found a boy named Jason, and he had drugs. He and I started dating and getting high together. We had been dating for about 2 years when I got pregnant with Angel.

The moment I found out I was pregnant, I stopped all the drugs and started getting my life together.I was 17 and 25 weeks pregnant trying my hardest to avoid becoming another teenage statistic. Then it happened.....

I had just gotten off of work and was driving down a back road. A red '97 Ranger veered into my lane hit me head on and before I understood what was happening; it it was over.

*Just for a good visual I was driving a white '92 Tercel*

I was knocked unconscious and woke up laying across my driver and passenger seat. The car was flipped on its passenger side. My seat belt was still latched and I was suspended by it.The radio was still on in my car so I reached for the ignition and tried to turn the key. As I grasped the key and attempted to turn it, I felt a horrible tingle run up my arm.

I look toward the driver side window and see my right leg with an open fracture and blood running down toward my body. It was trapped between my shoulder strap and my steering wheel. The bone was protruding through my clothes and cutting the seat belt.

I could not see my left leg immediately until I turned my head to the left. Then there it was; my left leg folded and twisted several times and laying beside my head.

My phone started ringing and I attempt to search for it to no avail. So I take my hand and place it on my head trying to figure out what to do. That's when I felt something warm, wet and smooth. I pull my hand away and it was covered in blood.

I started screaming for help and a man came up to the car. I reached out my hand to him and cried, "PLEASE HELP ME!!!" All I heard was "Oh my God." Then the man ran off and began to vomit.
After what felt like hours an ambulance finally arrived......

*To Be Continued*