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Walking home from the bus stop, with a little girl. I did this every day, and I was really sure, That everything would be just fine, like every other day, But little did I know, that this was not like other days. She stop behind a broke down van, to tie her favorite shoes. Little did we both know, the van was working well. I stopped with her, making sure not to leave, As it was my job to get her home nice and safe. The van suddenly started moving, and I told her to move. I can’t she said in reply, im not done tying my shoe. Tara I said impatiently, we need to move now. She refused and then I pushed her, making her move. It was my job to get her home safe, and safe home she would get. Just then the bumper hit me, knocking me to the ground. I tried to get up but couldn’t, because the tire was on my leg. People screaming at the lady, who was in the driver seat. The lady did not listen, she kept going on with ease. I screamed, and all went black. And the next thing I remember, I am sitting in the passenger seat, my mom lunging over me Paramedics all around asking me if I hurt, I am I said, my legs and shoulder, but I cant really feel my legs. They put me in the ambulance, carefully transporting me from the scene I wake up in a hospital bed, with my mom sitting next to me. You may never be able to walk again, she tells me delicately The accident broke both your hips, you were lucky to survive. Then the nurse came in, telling me the rest of the news. I cried and cried as I heard I may not be able to move. Your really lucky she then told me, as most people don’t survive. But you did and that’s all that matters, my mom said with a smile. She kissed my forehead and said she would be back soon. I fell asleep in a hospital bed, and woke up in my own. I don’t remember much of this day, but what I do I have said. Tara survived with no injuries and I am happy that it was me. I had to quit my favorite sport, and I missed nationals that weekend. 3 months later my shoulder was healed, And I was re-learning how to walk. I don’t dread what I did that day, not one bit in the least. I saved a little girls life. But gave away some of my own. Its been a little over 5 years since this. And I still have side effects from it. But I can walk, and do most everything, That I was able to do before.
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