An experience that could've changed my life.

My life has been a journey. from age 1 to 12 but, the highlight of my childhood would be getting into a car accident at the age 3.
   I don't remember much. I lived in a small town called 100 Mile House. 10 minutes outside of 100 Mile is 108 Mile Ranch were most people lived.It was me and my grandpa heading to his house from town. It  was early winter about November. Where his drive way was there was a tall twisty hill and a corner and at this time it was icy. You couldn't see around the corner so you had to be very careful when turning. My grampa was always very careful. We got ready to turn, no cars coming, we turned and stopped! question whizzed through my head. Why had we stopped in the middle of the road? I was in the back seat behind the passengers, my grandpa extended his hand over my face. Just in case the glass shattered. We were in his huge F-150 golden truck. screeching to a hault the small red car drifted and BANG. They hit us head on. The truck rocked and slid down the hill. I didn't even flinch a bit. Then again I had no idea what was going on. I sat there so still.  My grandpa was as frantic as a queen bee.
"Are you okay?!" he asked with much question. All I did was stare. I was fine. My grandpa stepped out of the truck. Looking at the damage.  Apparently, the damage was quite bad.  The women came out of their car. The headlights on the car were shattered, little bits and peices of glass were scatered on the road. It was an older lady with blonde curly hair and was short.  All I heard next was sirens coming our way. I was waiting in the truck, looking out the window. There I saw my great grandma coming up the driveway. She looked worried. She opened the door. Grabbing me and taking me in the house. By this time the police were here. we quickly walked into the house. This here is the only part of the whole experience. My Gramma set me on the floor and took of my shoes. For some very odd reason, this is the only part I remember. I don't remember getting hit, or anything. Being told this story when I was about 10 years old surprised me very much. At first I thought they were lieing. But they weren't. It was 100% true. Everyone was fine in the accident, except our truck, which had to be fixed it had a huge dent in the back. It was towed away. when I ever see a car accident. It always brings me back to these thoughts. I always hope everyone is okay because luckily I didn't get hurt, or anyone who was involved. What if I did? Life just wouldn't be the same. To be continued...