That One Time I Could Have Died

Car wrecks are something that people who are in a car often will more than likely encounter, both as a driver and/or passenger. Some accidents are worse than others. My wreck was not too awful, but I honestly saw my life flash before my eyes.

I had gotten my license a little over a year before my first and only accident (as of the time that I am writing this blog entry). Nothing had really gone badly while I was driving. Of course, I had the usual run in with terrible drivers but any and all accidents had been avoided until October 20, 2015.

This particular morning, I was driving the 25 minutes to my high school in my 2003 Nissan Xterra. It was a super sunny morning. The sun was in my eyes for most of the ride. I was about 5 minutes away from my parking spot when boom. I had my first wreck.

I was coming around a mildly sharp curve. I had slowed down slightly because, as I said before, the sun was in my eyes. When I saw the truck that had pulled out in front of me, it was too late for my poor car. I pushed down the brakes as hard as I felt it was possible without losing control, but it wasn’t enough to keep my car from hitting the landscaping truck (small cabin for the drive and passengers with a metal trailer attached to the cabin that held all of the equipment). I honked my horn at the driver, but he did not speed up or do anything to keep me from hitting the truck. The collision did not set off my air bag, but the force from the hit jerked my body forward so hard that I was afraid I had a concussion or something of the sort.

After the truck driver and I had both pulled into a store right off of the road, I called the police. The officer went through the standard procedure of checking insurance and registration, all of the boring stuff. To make a long conversation very short and simple, I was not given any tickets or citations nor was I at fault for the accident. The officer informed me that it did not appear that I had been going too fast for the conditions and, unless I had been driving at a ridiculously low speed, I could not have avoided the accident.

Although my accident was not absolutely terrifying, it was still unnerving. Had I not been alert and ready to react, I could have easily lost my life that day.

Introduction

My name is Lauren Jones, I’m 18 years old and a freshman at Georgia Southern University. I am a Business Management major hoping to go into the law field after college. I am originally from Piedmont, Alabama, but my mom and I moved to Dalton, Georgia, when I was about 2 years old. I lived in Dalton until I up and moved five hours away to Georgia Southern. I’ve always been a good student, but I struggle with procrastination. Like this blog entry that I probably should’ve started before the night that it’s due, but it’s all good.

More about myself personally: I love makeup (it’s a problem honestly), I’m rather open-minded, I have the sweetest boyfriend ever, and I like to think that I’m a pretty nice person. For example, not to toot my own horn or anything, when I see someone sitting in the dining commons alone, I will usually ask them if they want to sit with me. This is due to the fact that I myself don’t like eating alone and being alone in general. But I digress.

Writing is not always easy for me. Some days I can put my thoughts onto paper very fluidly and easily, and other days I can’t even form a single sentence without going back and changing things about that sentence. While writing, the most natural thing to me is the grammar and punctuation. That is something with which I usually do not have a hard time. My least favorite thing about writing is being told what to write about specifically. For example, I don’t enjoy fishing. If I absolutely had to write a paper on fishing, or anything that I really don’t have any sort of interest in, I am obviously not going to enjoy or be very good at writing about it. With that same idea, my favorite thing about writing would have to be the fact that it gives me a way to express my opinions and my thoughts on subjects that I do enjoy.

To wrap this up, writing, and inherently blogging, is not my favorite thing in the world, but I enjoy it much more when it is on a subject that I have at least a minute interest in. I get bored very easily when I have to discuss subjects that are not interesting to me, as I’m sure most people probably do.