The Story
May 24, 2003,
Me and my friend James went to see the new movie Bruce Almighty. I was
dying to see it opening day, but could'nt get around to it on friday,
so we decided to go at 11:00 a.m.
that following saturday. After the movie ended, around 12:50 p.m, we
decided to leave and go home. When we reached the stop sign that lead
to the exit, of course we stopped allowing a green car to pass by. Then
it was our turn to go, so as I got about 50 feet from my stop sign,
began to turn (had my blinker on way before I even pulled up to the
stop sign) as I went into the turn, the Chevy s10 smack me pretty hard.
I don't even recall them even stopping to allow me to pass. But as soon
at the impact happened, a lady jumped from the Chevy ran up to my window
mumbling something along the lines of "I have nothing to do with
this" and ran away from the scene. She never came back, and when
I called the police, they didn't arrive till two hours later, after
we had to move the cars outta the way to allow traffic flow. That's
how I lost the car of my dreams, along with her being one of my best
friends, even though she was a machine. She was an awesome first car,
and I will get her back again one day.
