Maybe most of you have. Maybe only a few?
Today I had one. It's not my first either!
(I'll save that for another day.)
I wasn't scared, but more curious as to what was going to happen next.
Does that make me weird?
(If so then GOOD! Because I am! Haha)
Let me back track a bit here..
Growing up, I've never really been afraid of dying.
I have always been very content with it. I have a strong believe in what happens in the "after life". I won't get all religious on you guys, but I think it's quite peaceful, and to be honest, a hell of a lot better than what we have here on this so called planet "Earth".
Anyway, back to this near death experience...
My mom and I were on the highway. Mom was driving and we were coming back from the hospital. (The hospital I go to is a half hour away via highway because of insurance. Blah, blah, blah... I'm not sick or anything, I just had to sign papers.)
You see, people around here tend to drive a tad bit over the speed limit. Don't know what it's like where you guys are at, but here 20+ over the speed limit is normal. Cops won't pull you over for it. That being said, we were going like 80mph, something like that.
We were on the far left lane, otherwise known as the "fast lane" and there was a wall next to us. There was no shoulder lane, just this wall that was about 3 feet high maybe. Now in my opinion, mom's a really good driver. She gets road rage like many of us, but other than that she's pretty good at it!
She doesn't like driving next to this wall though because she thinks it's dangerous and can easily cause an accident. I don't know why she was even in this lane to begin with because again, she doesn't like that wall! Whenever she's driving next to it she always makes sure she has two hands on the wheel. Just like we all learned in driving school. (Way to go, mom!)
The road was a little bumpy due to a shit ton of construction going. Nothing new, it's been being worked on for the past four years... Mom had two hands on the wheel, I was singing along to Timber by Pitbull ft. Ke$ha when all a sudden this white van with plates I don't recognize CUTS US OFF! Mind you, we were going 80mph. This lovely elderly couple was not. They were going maybe 55mph. This wasn't no petty cutoff either, this was a legit asshole move - cutoff situation. He was maybe five feet in front of us when he decided to switch lanes. Mom then slammed on the breaks.
At this point the road seemed to have gotten ridiculously bumpier. Kind of like we were driving over a bunch of pot holes. The car was shaking from breaking so suddenly, and I remember the seat belt holding me back from slamming into the dashboard. I grabbed onto that handle on the ceiling of the car (ya know, the one slightly above the door?), and was just staring at the back of this van waiting for our car to smash into it. Luckily, mom was able to slow down enough for our car to be not even a few inches from the van's bumper. Once we were slowed down and safe, mom started yelling. She was scared, I could see it in her eyes. She was also mad. Mad at the driver for being stupid and not looking before he switched lanes. Mad at the driver for putting mine and her life in danger.
The whole duration of what seemed to have lasted 10 minutes (probably not even10 seconds) I wasn't thinking anything except "What's impact going to feel like? Is this it? Are we gonna hit? Is today the day? I think we're gonna hit!" I didn't think about my loved ones, or what would have happend to my dogs if we died. I didn't think about who would miss me.
All I could think about is if this was how I was going to die.
Today could have panned out to be so much more different if mom didn't break in time. If that person driving the van decided to switch lanes while being four feet in front of us instead of five, a 10 car pileup could have easily occurred. Instead of just mom's life and my own being taken, multiple lives could have been. Luckily there wasn't a car directly behind us, so that also saved our asses.
I'm not the dramatic type. If this were a situation that happened in town I wouldn't even think twice about it. I'd probably just yell out the window, maybe call the person an idiot. But because this happened on the highway and we were going so fast, I thought I'd mention it.
Guys, being a reckless driver isn't okay! Check your blind spot please, don't kill anyone!
...Perhaps my first post shouldn't have been so long. I probably should have introduced myself or told you all what this blog is even going to be about.
Oh well! We'll save that for later! In the meantime, have any of you ever had a near death experience? Do you remember exactly what happened? Tell me about it in the comments!
(If you don't mind talking about it, that is!
Until next time, be safe!
I wasn't scared, but more curious as to what was going to happen next.
Does that make me weird?
(If so then GOOD! Because I am! Haha)
Let me back track a bit here..
Growing up, I've never really been afraid of dying.
I have always been very content with it. I have a strong believe in what happens in the "after life". I won't get all religious on you guys, but I think it's quite peaceful, and to be honest, a hell of a lot better than what we have here on this so called planet "Earth".
Anyway, back to this near death experience...
My mom and I were on the highway. Mom was driving and we were coming back from the hospital. (The hospital I go to is a half hour away via highway because of insurance. Blah, blah, blah... I'm not sick or anything, I just had to sign papers.)
You see, people around here tend to drive a tad bit over the speed limit. Don't know what it's like where you guys are at, but here 20+ over the speed limit is normal. Cops won't pull you over for it. That being said, we were going like 80mph, something like that.
We were on the far left lane, otherwise known as the "fast lane" and there was a wall next to us. There was no shoulder lane, just this wall that was about 3 feet high maybe. Now in my opinion, mom's a really good driver. She gets road rage like many of us, but other than that she's pretty good at it!
She doesn't like driving next to this wall though because she thinks it's dangerous and can easily cause an accident. I don't know why she was even in this lane to begin with because again, she doesn't like that wall! Whenever she's driving next to it she always makes sure she has two hands on the wheel. Just like we all learned in driving school. (Way to go, mom!)
The road was a little bumpy due to a shit ton of construction going. Nothing new, it's been being worked on for the past four years... Mom had two hands on the wheel, I was singing along to Timber by Pitbull ft. Ke$ha when all a sudden this white van with plates I don't recognize CUTS US OFF! Mind you, we were going 80mph. This lovely elderly couple was not. They were going maybe 55mph. This wasn't no petty cutoff either, this was a legit asshole move - cutoff situation. He was maybe five feet in front of us when he decided to switch lanes. Mom then slammed on the breaks.
At this point the road seemed to have gotten ridiculously bumpier. Kind of like we were driving over a bunch of pot holes. The car was shaking from breaking so suddenly, and I remember the seat belt holding me back from slamming into the dashboard. I grabbed onto that handle on the ceiling of the car (ya know, the one slightly above the door?), and was just staring at the back of this van waiting for our car to smash into it. Luckily, mom was able to slow down enough for our car to be not even a few inches from the van's bumper. Once we were slowed down and safe, mom started yelling. She was scared, I could see it in her eyes. She was also mad. Mad at the driver for being stupid and not looking before he switched lanes. Mad at the driver for putting mine and her life in danger.
The whole duration of what seemed to have lasted 10 minutes (probably not even10 seconds) I wasn't thinking anything except "What's impact going to feel like? Is this it? Are we gonna hit? Is today the day? I think we're gonna hit!" I didn't think about my loved ones, or what would have happend to my dogs if we died. I didn't think about who would miss me.
All I could think about is if this was how I was going to die.
Today could have panned out to be so much more different if mom didn't break in time. If that person driving the van decided to switch lanes while being four feet in front of us instead of five, a 10 car pileup could have easily occurred. Instead of just mom's life and my own being taken, multiple lives could have been. Luckily there wasn't a car directly behind us, so that also saved our asses.
I'm not the dramatic type. If this were a situation that happened in town I wouldn't even think twice about it. I'd probably just yell out the window, maybe call the person an idiot. But because this happened on the highway and we were going so fast, I thought I'd mention it.
Guys, being a reckless driver isn't okay! Check your blind spot please, don't kill anyone!
...Perhaps my first post shouldn't have been so long. I probably should have introduced myself or told you all what this blog is even going to be about.
Oh well! We'll save that for later! In the meantime, have any of you ever had a near death experience? Do you remember exactly what happened? Tell me about it in the comments!
(If you don't mind talking about it, that is!
Until next time, be safe!
