Accident
When I was in matric a friend and I were at a bar and decided to stay on later and not get our organized lift home. Her house was just down the road, so when the place closed we decided to walk home. We were walking along the sidewalk, chatting when suddenly, out of nowhere, a car came screaming past us. A few seconds later, ahead of me I saw a body flying through the air, and I through that someone had jumped out of the car and rolled across the road. I turned to ask my friend if she had seen it, and she wasn’t next to me – she had been hit by the car and thrown far across the road. She was lying in a pool of blood. I just remember bits from the night – someone stopping and calling the police and ambulance; me having to go to her house and wake her parents and tell them what had happened; waiting at the hospital to see how she was. She survived, but was in recovery for over a year. She had to learn how to walk again, and many broken bones and had to have plastic survey to fix her face. The guy who hit her was drunk, and this was the second accident he’d caused – the first one he had killed someone. – Sam, 34
