September 23

A night I'll never forget. I was so excited I finally got to go out for the first time in a week! I was now able to walk without hurting and my insion from the surgery was healing up nicely. Dressed up in as much blue and white as I could I was off to the football game. Looking back on it I really don't remember who we played or how the night ended. All I know is it's a night that I'm glad I don't really remember.1

The football game was a blast! Yea I know we were losing, by a lot but I was with all my best friends having a good time cheering for our school anyway. Half time came around and some of us decided to start the night early and go down the street to smoke a few bowls and drink. We all had a few beers and after feeling pretty good we head back to the last half of the game.2

Everything went by in a blur. The next thing I knew I was back at my friends house down the road smoking some more weed. All too soon a whole bunch of people show up just to see how our party was going. Then all the alcohol was gone. JD, Devin, and I decide to take a trip some 20 miles away and get some more. Just as we were leaving a little freshman, Elizabeth, decides she wants to join.3

The whole way there was a blast. Devin had rolled a fatty and we all had a few hits of it. We had the music going, everyone was singing along, having a great time. Before we knew it we were in Kearney. First stop was at JD's buyers house to get the drinks. Liz and I were left behind because he didn't know us. Thirty minutes later we had stopped off at a local grocery store to get some OJ for the liquor. Our next stop was a local gas station just down the road to get cups.4

There we were.. driving down Highway 30 getting drunk off our ass'. Every now and then Devin and I would be looking at each other smiling. We both shared a secret no one knew. We both care about each other so much more than best friends do.5

I remember JD saying something like taking the gravel will get us back to Shelton much faster. Then there we were.. going 85 on a dirt road. I didn't care, I was too drunk and blitzed to care and so was everyone else. Devin told JD he had a bad feeling however, and so JD slowed down to 45. Thats where it happened, that's where the night took a bad turn. Unable to control the Bronco it slowly went into the ditch. No big deal I thought, all JD has to do is swerve back in the road. Devin saw it first, then JD, he tries to miss it, tries to swerve but too late.. The back tire just catches the culvert. In the air we go, rolling 3 times while still airborne. The nose of the Bronco hits first and we go end over back 4 or 5 more times. We finally end on the roof of the Bronco. Devin regains consciousness first. Shaking his head a little he see's JD's head is in his lap. No wonder, the drivers seat had about 4 inches till it hit the steering wheel! JD is the next to stir. They check over each other to make sure they are ok. Then they realize something... me or Liz aren't talking... Both panic screaming our names and hearing no reply.6

They both squeeze out the passenger window, that was the only way out for them. Running around to the back they notice my head was sticking out the side window. Devin panics, JD is running around the bronco looking for a place to squeeze in. Moaning is finally heard from the back, Liz was stirring, I was still silent. JD finds a place to squeeze in beside me. He looks me over seeing I'm pinned with my legs over the back seat and blood is coming out from everywhere. Yanking on the back seat a few times breaks it off. Devin has Liz crawling out another broken window cutting her arms and legs along the way. The moment finally comes, I start to stir when Devin and JD are pulling me out. The back of my head is already starting to swell, where my head broke out the side window. Looking me over they see I'm bleeding from the temple and I have deep cuts on the back of my shoulders and my left arm.7

Using my phone they try to call everyone they could think of. Anthony was the only one to answer. On his way JD and Devin think it was best if we started walking. About a mile or so I start complaining my back was hurting. Having enough of Liz complaining and asking what happened we stopped. I fell and JD sat down and layed my head in his lap and tried to stop my head from bleeding. Anthony comes when JD's jeans were covered in my blood. Slowly he takes us to his house so we could all clean up. Thankfully no one bled in his car.8

When we got to his car EVERYONE was there. People that weren't even at the game was there. They all wanted to know what happened and if we were ok. I was covered in blood and mud so they made me take a shower. After about an hour Tina comes in to see how I was doing. I complain my back was hurting and I thought I was bleeding a bit. She pulls back the curtains and sees blood all over the tub. Needing her help I got out and got dressed. It was about two hours after the wreck I was still asking what happened. That's when they thought I needed to go to the E.R. 9

All the way there James and Tina keep asking me questions to keep me stay conscious. The next thing I knew I was awake and screaming, asking if Devin was ok. I kept thinking he was dead because I couldn't remember a thing! The nurse kept telling me no one else came in the E.R. Stitching up my cuts I was bawling, not from the pain but rather from worry, wondering if everyone was ok, especially Devin. 10

I went unconscious again. I woke up the next day to my mom and step mom standing next to the hospital bed, both were crying. I asked once more if Devin was ok. My step mom Jenni reassured me that he was and he was worried about me. Tina and Erica wanted to see me asap so they came in. Erica had tears in her eyes, Tina couldn't look me in the face. After a few minutes of asking if I was ok they tell me JD, Anthony, Buck, Weechy and Zack were wanting to see me. JD was the first. I'll never forget the look on his face when he came in. He shook his head and his eyes started watering! I was in shock! Every time I was with him he was acting like a bad ass! He apologized so many times, saying it was his fault I was there. He wouldn't bring up how bad the bronco was. Soon enough the rest came in. After asking me if I was ok and having a little small talk they had to leave, I had to get ready to go home.11

Sadly I don't remember the drive home, I don't even remember WHO took me home. I was disgusted with myself.. I was drunk and stoned and the urine test proved it. When I did get home at least 5 people called me wanting to come over and see me. Devin was the first. I started crying when I saw him. He told me he was so worried about me! He told me to not look at the bronco, it was that depressing! Then he said he brought over my car from Mikes. From what I hear a whole bunch of people came over to see how I was, unfortunately I don't remember any of them, just Devin and James.12

That all happened a couple of months ago. I am still mad at myself for what I did. I should have been the bigger person and not have gone with them... I'll tell you this, I SHOULD NOT HAVE SURVIVED! The bronco is BEYOND repair. People PLEASE PLEASE PPPLLLEEAASE don't drink smoke weed and drive. All four of us were lucky to have not been killed. I was the worst off.. I got 27 stitches, 3 broken ribs, 2 fractured ribs and a fractured vertebrae. I thank god I survived, otherwise I wouldn't be with the best boyfriend ever. Take my advice people, we were lucky, others haven't been as fortunate!13