For the story I DON'T really remember that much:
Probably around the age of 7 or 8, my parents were always on the road. I have a older half-sister that is 10 years older than me, and was married at the time, who would keep me at their apartment for the week they were gone. Well I had started having sore stomach problems, but everyone insisted it was only a virus, except her. She told me, it had gotten so bad that I wouldn't even let people touch me. After a few hours of her not knowing what to do, she went next door to this ladies house [who was a tarot card reader, mind you] and came back, then wrapped me in a blanket and took me to my aunts house, who is a nurse. I was rushed to the hospital when they realized my appendix was rupturing from infection. I had to be wheeled into an emergency operation. They told my sister that gangrene had started to set into my system from my appendix being ruptured and had I came in an hour later, it would have completely busted and killed me. Come to find out the reason my sister took me the hospital was because the woman read her "tarot cards" and told my sister that she needed to take me to the hospital FAST.
For the story I DO remember:
Maybe a year and a half ago I was working 2 part-time restaurant jobs, and going to high school. I had just broke it off with a guy i liked that night after pulling a semi double and my friends called. They wanted me to go to Grand Isle with them. I figured I deserved a break, so I was going to go. When I got off work, I headed over to John John's apartment to meet up with Will and Sonny. On the way over there I was basically falling asleep at the wheel, from waking up at like 5:30 to get ready for school, getting off school, running up to the hotel and doing some errands for the job, then rushing over to my head hostess job. I told Will I was too tired to drive, and Will told me he had been drinking too much to drive, which I respect that. Sonny told me he was straight to drive, that he hadn't drank since about 12 pm and it was ABOUT 11 pm at the time. I gave him the keys and we headed on our way [mind you this is a LONG ASS DRIVE. Probably about 3 or 4 hours, if not more]. Well I get in the back seat to lay down, because I'm so tired. About 3/4 the way there Sonny tells me he DOESN'T HAVE HIS LICENSE because it was revoked. I immediately get pissed and tell him to pull over at the next gas station that we are switching spots and that I couldn't afford any mistakes. Well he FINALLY admits he is completely drunk, and I couldn't even tell. I was steaming by then. Next thing you know, before we even make it to the next stop, he starts to drift off the road, over corrects, and we flip about 5-7 times. At this time I was in the middle seat. It was the weirdest feeling, because it's like... you KNOW you are about to flip even before you do. So right when the first blow hit, I started praying [yes... I'm a poon] and I didn't feel anything after that. Next thing I know I end up in the back of my vehicle somehow, except I can't move. I'm conscious and I can hear things and I kind of see things, but I can't move or yell. The vehicle had landed in a bayou, and Sonny and Will had already made it out of the vehicle. I could feel the water coming in the windows, but I was stuck between the back glass and the tire, because the frame had twisted [I had a 4-runner by the way]. Next thing I hear is Will saying, "where is Patience? I don't think she's got out yet". Then I immediately hear after that, "Don't worry about her, we've got to go before the cops come". I hear Big will scream something like, "Fuck that, she's going to drown" and then hear someone jump in and he yanked me out of the back. He puts me on shore, and I come out of it but immediately go into shock mode, and start uncontrollably shaking. The woman behind us had already called the cops, and the cops came maybe a few minutes afterwords. He let us hear the report and the lady had even told the COPS she thought I was dead.
I ended up taking Sonny's charges because his girlfriend was my friend and she was pregnant, and I knew if he had took those charges, she would end up having to get an abortion because she couldn't afford the baby as it was.
I ended up coming out of it totally fine. The skin from my shoulder down to my lower back was ripped off, and the joint in my thumb was broke, but nothing too bad.
Sucks what happened, but I realized how to appreciate life more, because in that same exact spot, there had been about 8 fatal accidents.... and we were the 9th accident. So we were the ONLY ones who didn't have someone die from wrecking in that spot. The cops said that the house that was in front of that spot has seen so many accidents it's not even funny.
-patience
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