The Day That I Had My Scooter Accident Essay

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September 21, 2010, the day that I had my scooter accident, is one of those days I will remember for the rest of my life. It was 9 pm on a warm late summer evening. I was driving my metallic-gray Piaggio through the old, narrow streets of Florence, when suddenly a big, black Land-Rover traveling in the opposite direction turned right in front of me, trying to reach the nearby gas station. I did not have enough time to brake, and I crashed in to the right side of the Land-Rover. Everything became black for couple of minutes, black as a moonless winter night. Despite almost six years have passed since that terrible evening, I can still remember the fear that I experienced. I can still feel the excruciating pain of my broken bones. I can recall the marvelous silhouette of God, looking at me from the sky. That day of September was the scariest day of my life.
What happened next had been one of the most frightening experiences I have ever lived. When I woke up, I could only think that I was going to die. I have never felt so much fear in my life. I did not understand what was happening around me. There were a lot of people surrounding me, trying to talk to me and reassuring me that I was fine. I was dizzy and confused. My head was moving as a vortex, like I just got off a merry-go-round. I was disorientated, I could not understand if I was standing straight, if I was sitting, or I was lying over the street. I could not see well. I was trying to look at the houses and road signs…

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