“who do i call?” i yell to my mom. my mind is drawing a blank is this a 911 situation?, i dont really know how to answer that.

“the police! call 911″ so thats a yes.

“911 whats your emergency?”

“uhh we were just in an accident, we’re on the 126 behing balboa middle school. um the car flipped over its upside down” i cant quite get over that fact.

“okay, someones already called, the police and ambulance are on their way.”

and of course instead of thanking her or even saying ‘bye” i just hang up.

theres a man outside the car now hes talking to Andrea, she seems to be freaking out the most. hes calming her down surprisingly fast. “is anyone bleeding”, he asks

almost on cue i feel something warm trickle down my forehead. i wipe it off with my fingertips, and look at them, sure enough theyre covered with blood. at that point i freak out.

“i am” i say, my voice cracking. the man hands me a kleenex. i wipe my forehead with shaking hands oh God, I’m gonna die. i look at the tissue expecting it to be drenched in blood, its not. Maybe i wont die. now the problem is that theres a huge bump forming on my forehead, that cant be good.