I cannot believe I didn't write about the 4-wheeling accident. Okay this is what happened. My brother, cousin, and I were all on this big 4-wheeler. My brother was driving (stupid, I know, to let my brother drive my first time out there.) He was going super fast, and we were on gravely roads on a mountain. There were edges all around us. All of a sudden we come to a turn. Here everything gets fuzzy. Somehow the two right tires are off of the road. WE START TIPPING! Keep in mind that this is a mountain.
My cousin flies off, but lands right in the path of the falling vehicle. My brother and I are still clutching onto the 4-wheeler. I let go, while being crushed by a bunch of pounds of whatever 4-wheelers are made of. Next thing I know, I'm halfway buried under sticks and branches, while my cousin screams at me and my brother to get up. I look to my right and see the 4-wheeler stuck in some bushes. No sign of my brother.
Then I see his legs, poking out from underneath the 4-wheeler!!! I start freaking out, thinking he's unconcious or worse, dead. Until he starts kicking me in the head, telling me to get him out. Good thing I had a helmet on. My cousin looks at me, her face hysterically covered in tears, cuts on her arms, legs, and back. I'm still in a state of shock, so I can't really move (that and the fact that my right arm was buried, and if I moved it, it would get deeper cuts). I finally pull myself together, and my cousin says she's going to get help. I tell her to stop, and try and pull my phone out of my pocket.
I find a way to safely pull my arm out of the branches, and call my dad. I frantically tell him that he needs to come get us, and that Carter (my brother) is stuck. He says he'll be right there. Meanwhile, my cousin trudges to the top of the hill and flags down a passing 4-wheeler. It turns out to be another cousin Beau. He shook his head in disbelief as she related to him the events that had just occured. Then he saw Carter, and scrambled down to see what he could do.
By this time, I am able to reach the top of the hill. I look at where we were before we fell, and realize that if we had gone even two feet further before we fell, there would've been nothing to stop us until we reached the very bottom of the mountain. That was a scary thought.
Eventually my dad, grandpa, and a few uncles show up with a saw and a towing line, to get the 4-wheeler up. Thankfully my brother is ok. I vowed to never go on a 4-wheeler again. However, I might if it's on flat ground, and I'm driving. I still have the scars on my arm, though they are fading a bit.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
OMIGOSH!!!!
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Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Gramma's house!!
YAY!!! We had so much fun at Gramma's house, but we still have to go to Utah before we can go home... so one more pit stop!! yup yup.... I get to fly home though, so that's a plus.. :) I've always loved flying on a plane!! lol.. so anyway... NEW FONT COLOR!!! YAY!! lol.. so im just messing around now... yup! ok! im gonna go!!
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Parting is such sweet sorrow...
Alas... today we part.... oh how i wish we could stay longer.... however, that isn't going to happen so why cry about it? oh well!! anyway.. gotta finish packing!!
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
TELL ME!!!!!
PLEASE!!!! PLEASE!!!! PLEASE!!!! PLEASE!!!! PLEASE!!!! PLEASE!!!!
for annie... TELL ME NOW!!!! PLEASE!!!!!
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New stuff!!!!! woot!!
be!!! my fave is the one in the mirror!!
BTW... im heading out to Arizona on Thursday... i'll try to get some pix of the fam... love you all!! especially me!! lol... ugh... idk y im making this thing.... nobody is ever gonna see it.... oh well...
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Friday, May 16, 2008
Blabbity Bla!
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