Oh my god.
I am so lucky to be sitting here writing this right now.
That was the scariest trip to Grove City ever, and the scariest moment in my life.
It started out as a normal trip, the 2 vans packed full of people. In our van was my mom, my older sister Stacy (18), my mom's friend Chris, me, and Chris's daughter Kayla, also my friend. (She's 13, just like me).
In the 2nd van, was my mom's friend Mary (Their family and mine are very good friends, and we're pretty much one big family), Mary's sister Jane, Jane's 2 daughters Holli and Jenny (18 and 21), and Mary's daughter Erin (My friend, too. 13), and Erin's friend Sarah (13).
We were about half an hour into the 4-hour trip, and It was about 5:45 in the morning, and I was very sleepy, so I fell asleep. My sister was driving.
About an hour later, I woke up all of a sudden.
Everybody was screaming.
I still thought I was dreaming, because it didn't seem real. I looked out the window, and I saw Mary's van spinning around on the icy road. The front end hit the guard rail and then spun back around, hitting another car that had been spinning. The other car spun across the road, flipped a few times, and fell into a ditch. Mary and them were still spinning, and the back of the van crashed into the guard rail, and then finally stopped.
A trucker pulled over, and so did another car. The trucker ran over to the Durango that Mary had hit, which was sitting upright with the whole left side crashed in, and so was the window shield. The other car went over to Mary and them.
Mary and everybody ran across the street to us, and Erin and Sarah jumped into our van. My mom, Mary, and Chris all went over to the Dungaro to help them, Holli and Jenny went to help my sister who was crying, and Jane called 9-1-1.
Erin was crying so hard she could barely breathe, and Sarah was completly freaking out. Me and Kayla were too, but we were trying to calm them down. Sarah hadn't been wearing her seat belt, because she had been trying to lay down to sleep, so her head had rammed against the window, and she had a small bruise on her forhead.
We looked down over to the ditch to see how things were going over there, and they were getting the people out of the car, and another car that had stopped gave them blankets. There was a man, his wife, and their son, who looked like he was about 8. They didn't look hurt, so we figured it would be okay.
We looked out the back window of the van to the road which people were still coming down, and all of a sudden, another car started to slide and spin.
Sarah was the first to see it, and she started to scream. We all looked out, and we saw the front end of the car smash into the guard rail. We all screamed again, because we were so freaked out, because that was 4 accidents right in a row. So we were in the van all hugging each other and crying, and my mom, Chris, and Mary all ran down to the car.
There was only one person in the car, a woman, she looked about 20 something, and she was crying really hard. They brought her over to our van, and Stacy was trying to calm her down. She had a bruise on her forhead, like Sarah, because she had smacked her head on the steering wheel, but other than that, she was okay. She was really sad though, because she had just bought that car 4 weeks ago, and it was completly ruined.
We were watching the road behind us, and again another car started to slide. Luckily, it didn't crash, but it was sitting side ways on the road. There were alot of Truckers behind that car, and one of them, being an idiot, tried to go around them, and started to slide, and got stuck sitting across the road, so the road was completly blocked off. The car that was sitting sideways finally got moving (Very slowley, might I add), and got going. Finally, we saw a police car. That's all they brought though, 1 police man. My mom and Chris got out to tell him that the woman who was in the black car that had smashed into the guard rail was in our van.
Finally, almost 2 hours later, we were all able to head to Grove City. Mary's bumper was half-way off, and there was a huge dent in the side of the van, but other than that everything was okay. The police closed off the road, thank god.
Mary had almost taken their car. If she had taken the car though, they would have went over the guard rail, and they all would have been dead.
There was actually only one thing that was majorly injured, for when when our van started sliding, Stacy ran over a cherry pie which had been lying on the side of the road. May the pie rest in Pieces.
Oh yeah, must put it in chapter form.
Chapter 27
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"Blah."
I am so lucky to be sitting here writing this right now.
That was the scariest trip to Grove City ever, and the scariest moment in my life.
It started out as a normal trip, the 2 vans packed full of people. In our van was my mom, my older sister Stacy (18), my mom's friend Chris, me, and Chris's daughter Kayla, also my friend. (She's 13, just like me).
In the 2nd van, was my mom's friend Mary (Their family and mine are very good friends, and we're pretty much one big family), Mary's sister Jane, Jane's 2 daughters Holli and Jenny (18 and 21), and Mary's daughter Erin (My friend, too. 13), and Erin's friend Sarah (13).
We were about half an hour into the 4-hour trip, and It was about 5:45 in the morning, and I was very sleepy, so I fell asleep. My sister was driving.
About an hour later, I woke up all of a sudden.
Everybody was screaming.
I still thought I was dreaming, because it didn't seem real. I looked out the window, and I saw Mary's van spinning around on the icy road. The front end hit the guard rail and then spun back around, hitting another car that had been spinning. The other car spun across the road, flipped a few times, and fell into a ditch. Mary and them were still spinning, and the back of the van crashed into the guard rail, and then finally stopped.
A trucker pulled over, and so did another car. The trucker ran over to the Durango that Mary had hit, which was sitting upright with the whole left side crashed in, and so was the window shield. The other car went over to Mary and them.
Mary and everybody ran across the street to us, and Erin and Sarah jumped into our van. My mom, Mary, and Chris all went over to the Dungaro to help them, Holli and Jenny went to help my sister who was crying, and Jane called 9-1-1.
Erin was crying so hard she could barely breathe, and Sarah was completly freaking out. Me and Kayla were too, but we were trying to calm them down. Sarah hadn't been wearing her seat belt, because she had been trying to lay down to sleep, so her head had rammed against the window, and she had a small bruise on her forhead.
We looked down over to the ditch to see how things were going over there, and they were getting the people out of the car, and another car that had stopped gave them blankets. There was a man, his wife, and their son, who looked like he was about 8. They didn't look hurt, so we figured it would be okay.
We looked out the back window of the van to the road which people were still coming down, and all of a sudden, another car started to slide and spin.
Sarah was the first to see it, and she started to scream. We all looked out, and we saw the front end of the car smash into the guard rail. We all screamed again, because we were so freaked out, because that was 4 accidents right in a row. So we were in the van all hugging each other and crying, and my mom, Chris, and Mary all ran down to the car.
There was only one person in the car, a woman, she looked about 20 something, and she was crying really hard. They brought her over to our van, and Stacy was trying to calm her down. She had a bruise on her forhead, like Sarah, because she had smacked her head on the steering wheel, but other than that, she was okay. She was really sad though, because she had just bought that car 4 weeks ago, and it was completly ruined.
We were watching the road behind us, and again another car started to slide. Luckily, it didn't crash, but it was sitting side ways on the road. There were alot of Truckers behind that car, and one of them, being an idiot, tried to go around them, and started to slide, and got stuck sitting across the road, so the road was completly blocked off. The car that was sitting sideways finally got moving (Very slowley, might I add), and got going. Finally, we saw a police car. That's all they brought though, 1 police man. My mom and Chris got out to tell him that the woman who was in the black car that had smashed into the guard rail was in our van.
Finally, almost 2 hours later, we were all able to head to Grove City. Mary's bumper was half-way off, and there was a huge dent in the side of the van, but other than that everything was okay. The police closed off the road, thank god.
Mary had almost taken their car. If she had taken the car though, they would have went over the guard rail, and they all would have been dead.
There was actually only one thing that was majorly injured, for when when our van started sliding, Stacy ran over a cherry pie which had been lying on the side of the road. May the pie rest in Pieces.
Oh yeah, must put it in chapter form.
Chapter 27
~~~~~~~~
"Blah."