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A living Nightmare - Part I
by Chaz Scott
Until I was about 11, I attended Church with my family every Sunday, and it was just the same droning service that went on and on. This was my view of what
the Christian life was, and I
“Do I have to go to Church?, it's SO boring!” |
started to get tired of it and moan to my parents- "Do I have to go to Church, it's SO boring!"
That summer, we took a fortnight long holiday as a family to Mallorca, as my Dad worked in the Royal Navy, this was the first time we could all go together.
sun, sea and sand - I was having so much fun |
Well, the holiday was going really well - sun, sea and sand - I was having so much fun. A few days before the end of the holiday, the car we had hired developed a fault in the front passenger
seat (and there were no seat belts whatsoever in the back!!) so Dad decided to take it back.
then came the point that turned a perfect holiday into a living nightmare |
It's quite hard to picture what happened on the journey, but try and imagine it. We were travelling along the 'motorway' well within the limits, I was listening to my
Walkman and looking out of the window. There was a junction coming up, and my attention was drawn forward. As we approached, I saw a frustrated couple in a car that were trying to pull out.
Suddenly, the car tried to pull out in front of us into the other lane, and everything slowed down. His car stalled, and he was
My Dad hit the steering wheel, my Sister hit her head and I shot forward and fractured my knee |
left in the middle of the road. Then over the music from my Walkman, I heard the unforgettable sound of the wheels screeching trying to stop the car, then came the point that turned a
perfect holiday into a living nightmare.
My Dad hit the steering wheel and damaged his ribs, my Sister hit her head on the headrest of my Mum’s seat, and I shot forward onto the seat in front and fractured my knee. My Mum, because
her seat was insecure, was thrown backward and forward, and ended up in a web of seat belt with her head on the floor.
Mum...was trapped in a mound of metal that used to be a car |
When we had stopped moving, my sister clambered over me out of the car following my Dad, and I followed afterward. Dad ran around to see to my Mum who was
screaming for me, and I couldn't get to her - that hurt me so much. I wanted to hug my Mum so tightly and make sure she was all right, but she was trapped in a mound of
metal that used to be a car, and had been transformed into a write-off.
When the accident occurred, a passing driver must have phoned for help because
four ambulances and some police cars turned up |
it was not much longer after that that four ambulances and some police cars turned up. The car was so bad that some parts had to be cut off before my Mum could be pulled out. My Dad, my Sister and
I were taken off to hospital not knowing the fate of my Mum, leaving her behind in a flood of blue and red flashes....
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