Randolph County Community College
Feb. 4th 2011
The Worst Day of My Life
As I lie here looking up at the ceiling, unable to move, I think to myself that this could be the worst day of my life. As I try to think about how I got here I begin to put the pieces together and I realize what happened to me. This day was like any other day of my life.
It was such a pretty day, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, a perfect day for a summer birthday party. My nephew was turning four years of age, so my brother was throwing him a pool party at my Dad’s house. I was in the middle of moving from one house to another and I asked my father if I could use his truck to get my little girl, Madison, from her dad’s house. He said “Why not just wait until after the party so that you wouldn’t have to be in such an immense rush? Just go get Madison and then start moving?” But, I insisted on doing it my own way. So, he reluctantly handed me his keys and asked me not to hurt his truck because he just made the final payment. I own a Chrysler PT Cruiser and this is a big Dodger Ram extended cab. Both vehicles drive very differently. I had to go to Bert’s house to pick up Madison. I haven’t seen her all weekend, and she was very excited to see me. “You got Papa’s truck!” said Madison. “Yes, I do sweetie.” I replied. “I’ll turn off the airbag so you can sit up front with me today.” That was the biggest Williams2
mistake of my life. So, Bert put the car seat in the front seat and Madison jumped up into the seat, and off we went to the party.
My boyfriend told me to go on toward the party. He then said” I love you and have fun.” Madison and I stopped at a small country store behind my Dad’s house to get some gasoline and a drink for my daughter. As we are traveling down the road I noticed that Madison dropped her cup onto the floor of the truck. I didn’t pay any attention to it until it started leaking onto the...
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