We all believe we're invincible...

I have a personal blog that I have not yet posted. I'm not quite sure I should, but for now -it's in my drafts. Today, during my time to blog, I am going to talk about that car accident I briefly mentioned a couple blogs ago.

It all started the week of May 10, 2009. I began to become really stressed about pretty much everything around me. It got to the point to where it was too much to handle. I was so very upset about how often I'd been getting in trouble. I was upset with who I've become. It finally hit me that week that Manoli would be moving off to Greece fairly soon. My father and I had been arguing more than ever and I couldn't deal with it anymore. Etc, etc. Finally, I just couldn't cope with it anymore. So on the night of May 14, 2009, a couple of my friends were driving around Springfield and I decide to have them come pick me up because I needed to get out of my house. I had been crying practically that whole night and slept all day because I was sick. But anyway, Bethany, the driver of the car was only 13 years old, with not much driving experience in the first place. So she comes to pick me up around 11:15pm at night. Obviously my parents & brother were asleep, so I snuck out of my back door. Way to go Julie :/ Smart move. We were planning on going to Wal-Mart to buy duck tape because the rear view mirror of the car was broken. Bethany "borrowed" the car from her grandmother, so she didn't want her grandmother to be mad about breaking the rear view mirror off. Wal-Mart is only about a half hour away from my house. Although, you have to go down a back road to get there. So obviously because it's a back road, not many people drive on it.

So I get in the back of the PT cruiser, next to the car seat and off we go... As she turns off my street, she asks if many cops are on this back road at night. I say no, and guess who sped up to about 60mph? I was a bit worried, but also relieved I was out of my house for a change so I didn't fret. Finally, we're almost turning off the back road (only about a mile) & the back road has a big hill at the end of it. Well, right at the top of the hill, Bethany starts getting off the road a little bit and when the front passenger, Angie, points it out; Bethany jerks the wheel the other way, and steps on the gas, thinking it was the brake. Into the ditch we go. But it didn't end there. The car goes over the ditch, hits the tree on the other side, flips over several times and then everything stopped...

I remember just sitting there --wondering if that really just happened. Everything was in slow motion from the moment Bethany jerked the wheel. After a couple times asking myself if it really just happened, I came to the conclusion that it did. And life was back to normal speed. I did not know where I was. When I realized I was inside on the roof of the upside down car, I began looking for the door handle. Moments later, I find it and crawl out. Right after me, Angie came out, and then Bethany. All I could feel was numbness; numbness and the throbbing of the side of my head. Could it have been the car seat that banged my face up so much? I'm just looking at the car from merely ten feet away and to me, it didn't even seem like a car anymore. Nothing seemed realistic. The back end of the car seemed as if it was shoved all the way into the front of the car. Did this really just happen? That question haunts my memory even today.

I'm not going to write much more involving this because there isn't much left to say. But finally, a car stopped to see what was going on and he called the police. Nor Bethany or Angie could afford to get into anymore trouble with the cops, so we ran... Down the hill and into the woods for about two hours. (& I'm afraid of the dark so you could only imagine what I was feeling at that point) The rest of the story is kind of boring and pointless. The cops eventually caught us and took us each home. Surprisingly, I didn't get into any trouble...

Out of everyone, I had the most physical injuries. The whole right side of my face was bruised up because of that car seat I was beside. Luckily, my hair could cover it up (most of it.) Bethany just had a sore leg, and Angie had a bunch of scratches from the glass shattering. It was nothing compared to my face. & I don't think I have ever felt so much pain that following week(s) than I did at that time. I could barely move. I regretted sneaking out that night more than anything. :/ I wasn't physically scarred by the cuts and bruises, but I definitely am mentally scarred for life!



To get to the main point of this blog --believing you're invincible. Maybe not everyone, but many people believe they're invincible at at least one point in their life. I definitely believed I was invincible before that night. Whether I realized it or not. I never thought that little ol' Julie could get into a car accident. But things happen. Things happen in the blink of an eye and no one can do anything about it. Time is the most precious gift of all. After the car accident, I knew I wasn't invincible... I realized things could happen because of the smallest thing. In one second, I could be dead. Unexpected things happen each and every day. And to be completely honest with you; it's probably the scariest thing to realize...