Tuesday, 11 September 2007

I learned the hard way

When I was 16, I was grounded one day for a reason I don't remember. All my mates were going on a booze trip that Saturday night and I thought I couldn't miss that for the world. So I snuck out of my bedroom window like a thief in the night and went along with my mates. After several beers we decided to go to another disco of some sort. I don't even remember where.
My mate who was 2 years older than me had a fast-tuned Ford Escort. You can guess what happened. You should never drive drunk. He hit a tree, and another one. The car spun a couple of times and I was catapulted out through the windscreen. Actually I was lucky I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. I came out with a severe concussion, some glass cuts in my face and a torn ear. My mate on the other hand was trapped in the car, broke both his legs and will limp for the rest of his life. I stopped a car and the driver called an ambulance. That's about all I remember because I kept passing due to the concussion. What I do remember is my mates crying "my legs, my legs, it hurts so bad." Fire-workers had to cut him out.

Seatbelts can save your life of course, but in my case it saved my life not having it on.

The police went to my house to tell my mum about the accident. She was like "that's impossible, he's upstairs in bed". You can imagine the trouble I was in. Grounded for a year!

When I got out of the hospital a week later, I saw the car and realised I had been so lucky I was thrown free. The passenger side was completely gone. I would have been dead if I had still been in there. My mate had to learn how to walk again. It took him several months to recover.

It's always been like that. If I did (or do) something I'm not supposed to do, I never get away with it. I guess I'll just have to keep behaving like I have done since the night of the accident. Well....kind off.

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