Personal Narrative Analysis

A foolish teenager daydream especially for me is to become independent, which requires numerous stepladders and most importantly bravery. Primarily, it includes a stage of getting a license in which I consider it so essential. From the time I realized that American teenagers were capable of getting a license once they turned sixteen, I was constantly counting down my special day. Wistfully, I did not receive my license until I was eighteen due to my demanding schedule from school and sports. Since then, I have been driving everyday in the summer as well as in the winter. Moreover, winter in Pacific Northwest regions remained unpredictable, which effected tremendously to people who used cars normally. When winter arrived, I began to recall my

Suddenly, my car was drifting everywhere that I could not prevent it from hitting the sidewalk. Additionally, there was another vehicle (Truck) approaching toward my car with rapid speed. It crashed into me intensely and overturned my car to another side. At that moment, I deeply concentrated on getting myself out of the car before something else could happen. I remembered that I was bleeding everywhere particularly on my face. Yet, I was unconscious with broken bones on my left leg, my right angle, and my right arm. Honestly, I assumed that I was going to die. Furthermore, I blacked out while dreaming about my mother and my father. After everything, I could not remember much, which sounded expectable for a girl who lost her conscious. My family told me that I was in the emergency room for several days because the doctor wanted to check up all details in my body. Consequently, I was incapable to attend school for which it makes my life extremely harder. Also, I felt behind on assignments, lectures, and projects that created major problematic for my grade. Eventually, I managed myself to appear at school in order to participate in requirement