Personal Narrative: My Trip To Mackinaw Island

I never really worried that anything seriously bad or terrifying might happen to me or my family. I was naive to the reality of death and part of me believed that death only occurred in movies to make them more suspenseful and emotional, but then again, I was only around 7 or 8 years old. I still believed in Santa Claus when this horrifying event took place and snapped me into reality. It was summertime, and we were going on vacation to Mackinaw Island, which is located in Michigan. We were always taking trips to Kentucky and numerous other places, but we already knew the directions for those destinations by heart at this point, and Mackinaw Island was a new experience for us. My grandparents had decided to accompany us on our trip, which made driving easier because there were more people to take turns driving. At the time, we owned a white suburban. There were three very back seats, three mid-back seats, and then, of course, the driver and passenger seat. Three of my four siblings were in the very back seats, and the other sibling was not on the trip with us. The mid-back seats at the time consisted of my mother, my grandma, and I. I was in the middle seat, my grandma was on my left, and my mother was on my right. My step-dad was driving and my grandpa was sitting in the passenger seat for only a few moments at this point, because …show more content…
We were at a standstill. We always anticipate a little bit of traffic on our trips, so we just continued waiting calmly. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, another car crashed into the back left side of our car. Our car then crashed into the concrete wall on the side of the road. I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt and as i mentioned before, i was in the middle seat. On impact i went flying upward towards the windshield and i was as far forward in the car as my stepdad, who was driving. Luckily, my grandma and my mother both put their arms out in front of me and forced me back into the