Larry
That night was horrible the worst one of my life,
The memories keep coming back to me every single day.
I suffer PTSD because of it, I’m on medication,
It took one moment and my life changed forever.
A normal night out with my parents as we went to a holiday party,
It was Christmas Eve and I was in the backseat of my parent’s car.
Driving back from a Christmas party as the light changed,
My dad accelerates and before we knew it we were blindsided.
A huge truck plows into the car and before I knew it we were tumbling,
Tumbling across the road into the next lane where cars had to suddenly stop.
Our car was tumbling across the road, it felt like it lasted an eternity,
Before it finally came to a stop and I was scared as ever at this point.
Glass filled the street, the truck was still going before he finally pressed his brake,
After our car flipped across the road, he hit us again and pushed us down the road.
I was sitting on the left side behind my dad and the car was hit on the right side,
My mother felt the impact first and she instantly died upon impact.
The truck was coming a good 50 miles per hour when we were hit,
That’s what I was told later on from a police report and investigation.
Listening for a voice after our car came to a stop, I didn’t hear anything,
I was too weak to speak, blood filled the windshield from my parents.
My legs got tangled in the backseat as the car was flipping,
As I broke my right leg in two places and it felt numb.
All I can hear are voices yelling, someone call 911 now,
Within minutes there were flashing lights blinding my weak eyes.
Blood dripping from my face, didn’t know where it was coming from,
Whether it was my nose, mouth, head or it was just from everywhere.
It felt like my soul was leaving my body slowly as I was slipping out of consciousness,
The end felt near as my eyes kept opening and closing.
Barely able to breathe right because blood was coming from my mouth,
There were so many EMTs and firemen around me, it was all a blur.
With the car turned on its left side, the firemen had to pull us out slowly,
I slipped out of consciousness as they pulled me out of the car.
Next thing I knew, I was on a stretcher on the way to the hospital,
The sound of the sirens had my head pounding on top of me hitting my head in the car.
Getting to the hospital and having to have emergency surgery,
The doctors didn’t know where to start, my body was so mangled.
My leg was broken, punctured lung, broken hip, lacerations on my face,
Busted head open where I needed staples put in my head, it was bad.
Scared for my life that I wouldn’t make it, I started visualizing what heaven looked like,
I was prepared to die on Christmas Day, the day where we’re supposed to praise Jesus.
Hours of surgery while I was under anesthesia, waking up to a dose of morphine,
I was in excruciating pain and wanted to know where my dad was.
Did he make it, is he okay? I was worried about him,
Like I said, my mom didn’t make it but now it was where was my dad?
The doctors told me to rest myself but I can’t at all,
I just experienced one of the most horrific events of my life.
Seems like days passed by but it was only a few hours,
My family showed up to the hospital to see me and make sure I was okay.
Mumbling out of my mouth as I had tubes all over me,
I had to write down dad and it looked so bad but my family understood.
They all looked blurry but recognizable, my grandmother looked so horrified,
My aunt told me that my dad was in a coma from the accident.
He was clinging to life and he was basically brain dead at this point,
My face was numb and I couldn’t feel it but my family saw a tear fall from my face.
They told me later on that, that was the first time I showed raw emotion in my life,
I’m so reserved and to myself and I never really show emotion in front of others.
The emotion was because I was so close to my parents, especially my dad,
My family has been through so much and we seem to get through things.
The next day, my family had to take my dad off of life support and he passed away,
I refuse to say he died, now I’m an orphan and lost both of my parents in 24 hours.
One minute you’re hugging and kissing your parents and the next they’re gone,
Christmas Day and I’m confined to a hospital bed, shedding tears with food going through a
tube.
Don’t ever think that this can’t and won’t happen to you or your family,
This is life, this is reality and I can’t fathom my life without my parents.
Just in the blink of an eye, I lost the two people I loved, adored and cherished with my heart.
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