Personal Narrative: Disbelieve And Fear

Disbelieve and fear shook my mind as I lie on my back, sitting on top of concrete sandwiched in between the hot metal hood of a car, as the weight pressed down against me it didn’t hurt, my body was too numb to feel anything. All I could feel was a car pushing me further into the ground pushing my lungs down and shutting air out of it. It felt too surreal I kept blinking as if I thought I’d wake up from this mess. I could see sirens and people gathering around me watching in disbelieve, I kept fading in and out of conscience I felt like I was close to death.
Voices talking, the sound of sipping it was another morning and another walk to school, walking onwards I walked with a slower pace than my sister whom of which was light years ahead of me I walked down the street and it happened too fast for me to recall the minute by minute breakdown, but My last sights before I was knocked unconscious was a car swerving onto a sidewalk coming directly for me, we all know that feeling just as …show more content…
Some time passed enough time for the blood to all dry onto my skin, I finally felt tug and I felt the weight of the car slowly lift off me, now I felt intense pain stick my lower half. “Crawl out of there!” Someone yelled to me. I pushed and pulled with the last bit of strength I had, the pain was now excruciating and I felt a pull, someone was tugging me from my shoulders, This time my sister had pulled me out with the help of other bystanders. I now dreamily looked around to see my sister sitting beside me wit plastered blood on her skin, She had to run to get to the nearest house to call 911. I didn’t know what to do everything was too fast, too surreal, the ambulance was finally by my side they prodded me and asked me questions, they struggled to lift me and out my squeamish body up onto the stretcher and the ambulance made our way to the