Before the crash, all of us involved in the Every 15 Minutes program gathered in the gym. This crash, although simulated rather than real, changed my life forever. We all get a taste of what it would be like to die at the hands of a drunk driver. I see my classmates' faces paralyzed with shock and my closest friends' eyes filled with tears. As I am being carried into the ambulance, I open my eyes and see the entire Junior and Senior class of my high school watching. Glass falls on me and digs into my skin I squeeze my eyes shut as I am strapped into a stretcher. The paramedics use the Jaws of Life to get me out of the crushed car. I realize he is my boyfriend as Carissa pulls him off of my body. He falls to his knees sobbing, clutching me through the shattered window as the ambulance arrives. I open my eyes and begin to scream out her name: "Carissa! Carissa! What's going on?" I see someone run up to me his face covered in blood. She gets out of the car only to see me almost unconscious our car has slammed head-on into another car. My best friend sitting behind me is frantically calling 911. I'm wondering, listening, aware of my breathing I'm covered in thick sticky blood. Personal Growth & Job Skills Toggle Submenuĭelta Winds: A Magazine of Student EssaysĪ Publication of San Joaquin Delta College.
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