6. Black Ice
I was the driver in a car crash. Slid on some black ice on the freeway. Spun a few times before getting T-boned by an SUV going full speed. Friend in the passenger seat busted up his head in the windshield, my brother behind me fractured his skull, and my best friend in the passenger side back seat died. My friends, at the time, used humor to get through things. I have a dark sense of humor but they consistently went too far and I ended up leaving all my close friends. For years after I had to go to court because of other cars that were affected by the crash and my friend’s mom was trying to see me for more money than the 100k my insurance already paid out. I used to scream out in my sleep. I dropped out of college shortly after and attempted suicide. Much better now, but 5 years later and I still get anxiety when it snows.
7. Wrong Beach On The Wrong Day
When I was 14 my friends and I wanted to go to the beach so I suggested the one near my house. It was notorious for bad rips but I just figured that we would spot them and stay away. It was about 6:00 pm when we got there and the lifeguards had gone home. We were in knee deep water when we felt the pull of a rip. Me and one other friend made it out but the two that were less then a meter further out then me couldn’t. For the first five minutes we thought that they would be fine and that they could catch a wave in. After that we knew that there was a problem. We started looking for someone and finally found an off-duty lifeguard 10 minutes after they were swept out. The lifeguard got aboard and was able to save one of my friends. He couldn’t find the other. Her body was found later that night. If I hadn’t suggested that beach if I had been quicker to find a lifeguard, if I had spotted the riptide, my best friend would still be alive.
