It was an unforgettable Tuesday night; my son was all ready for bed. I laid him down in his crib, went to the kitchen to make him a bottle. Luckily I had three scoops left of formula, but not enough for the rest of night. Once I made his bottle I gave to him and I sat there watch him fall asleep, I loved hearing how he sucked the milk out the bottle so peacefully. Once he had fallen asleep, I asked my dad if he would let me borrow his car to go purchase formula for my son. He answered, “yes go ahead my car’s are down stair’s on top of the counter, just be careful it’s late and it’s dark”.
I went down stairs grabbed my jacket and my dad’s car keys. Before I left I asked if he needed it anything, as always he said, “no”. My sister came down stairs I asked her to keep an eye on my son mean while I went and came back from the store. Finally I left and I took the long way with all the street lights. I told myself I would take the short way back home. Finally I arrived to Stater Brothers. I bought all the formula I needed and headed home the short way. Sadly the short way had dark streets.
I was a little scared because there was hardly any light so I drove even slower. Right when I turned into the street that would take me straight to my dad’s neighborhood. I saw a lot of cars parked outside of ware houses. I remember driving looking at my speed I was driving 25mph going on 30mph, and out of nowhere I saw a van straight ahead on the left side where all the cars were parked making an illegal U turn. I tried braking as fast as I could hope that the van would go faster, and thinking about how mad my dad was about to be. Did it go faster? No!
I crashed into the vans left side rare end. Air bags blew up, all this smoke stated coming out, I felt like headed and confused. The other driver opened my door and tried to take me out. Thankfully I was ok I could feel that something had hit my arms and my chest, but that was it. As soon as I caught my breath I asked him what the hell was he thinking and why would he bust a U turn on that road when I was coming his way. He claimed to have not seen me. I was mad but sadder because my dad’s car was wrecked. I didn’t knew the cause of the accident was not my fault.
After I was done crying I decided I had to call my dad and tell him what happened. While I was dialing his number on my phone I was thinking of what was his reaction going to be like. He answered my call I explained to him what happened and he said he would come check it out. Once he got there he asked the guy what had happened and blamed himself for it, but it still didn’t fix that my dad’s car was wrecked. I felt extremely bad I couldn’t look at my dad it was a horrible feeling. My dad asked the guy for his insurance information and drivers license turns out he didn’t have neither.
This made it even worst for me. He promised to fix the car. He said he had his own towing truck and his own shop where he fixed cars. We ended up taking him to go get his towing truck since he couldn’t drive his van and we wanted to know where he lived. He came back and took his car and my dad’s car the next day he said the car was a total loss that it would be too expensive to fix it. He ended p writing a $2000 dollar check to my dad. There was nothing much we could do after that besides call my dad’s insurance. It was the worst time of my life.