Life or DeathOnce when I was 6 years old my mom and dad went on a trip with me and my big brother (age 8 1/2.)
It was 2:30 am and my dad was driving. My dad was halfway asleep. He slowly fell asleep. We where on top of a hill untill the car fliped about3 1/2 times. My brother landed on his head and I, on my bum. I wanted to die and get the pain over with utill I saw an angel who tryed to tell me I'll be ok but I was in soo much pain I couldn't belive her/him. Turns out I ended up just geting glass in my knee. My brother is fine too.
I love you my dear Angel.