Yesterday was supposed to be a good day. We went to celebrate Winny and William's birthday at Six Flags. We rode on so many rides. Batman the Ride, Colossus, Goliath, Log Jammer, Ninja, Revolution, The Riddler's Revenge, Scream, Tatsu, Viper, and X.
But I can't stop thinking about the "what if's." What if I didn't listen to music in the car and had asked them why they didn't stop for dinner. What if I didn't sleep and I paid attention to the nearby cars. I think I only fell asleep for a few minutes and then I woke up to William braking the car. I lunged(sp?) a bit forward and heard someone (William) yelling repeatedly for us to get out. I grabbed my belongings, opened the door, and ran out. The guys were carrying Winny out to the floor and a stranger came running to help us. He asked if we were okay and checked for Winny's heartbeat. She opened her eyes for a second and I was so glad that she was okay. Raymond and I went to talk to two ladies that had stopped while Tommy looked over Winny and William called the police(?).
Here's what I think happened: There was a white truck that merged right into our lane. William tried to brake and tried to avoid the truck in front of us, so he kind of went to the left. We hit a dark blue/black compact car. I think there was a beige(?) compact car in front of the dark blue/black one. They hardly had any scratches on their car, but they still stopped to see if everything was all right.
So Raymond and I talked to the people in the beige(?) compact car and asked them if they were okay. We didn't really want to ask the people from the dark blue/black compact car because (no offense) they were Hispanic/Latino males. I think we were just intimidated and it felt safer to ask the ladies. But omigosh, William's car was like... wow. His hood was all smashed up. The front window was all cracked. There was oil leaking.
I don't know how long we just stood there waiting for the police to tell us what to do next. Firefighters came and asked us if any of us needed to go to the hospital. We all said no. They gave Winny an ice pack and just left. The police asked all of us for our information: address, phone number, birthday, etc. (P.S. that officer was rude!) Anyway, Winny kept on sitting down because she was sleepy and tired and then getting up because her parents called or the police came toward us.
Tommy, who sat shotgun, got a bloody nose from the air bag. It stopped bleeding later on, though. And then Winny started throwing up a little bit. She also got a bloody nose when we were leaving. Raymond and I were sitting in the safest seats. We just have some bruises from the car door and the seat belt. William didn't seem to have any injuries. I think he might have some bruises in the chest area? He was just really worried for us and he apologized even though it wasn't his fault.
I hope everyone is fine and that everything will be all right...