Every teenage girl knows the who the Jonas Brothers. Even I've heard their music but I can never remember the third one's name. All I know is Joe and Nick. I couldn't remember the third one's name so I know call him Fred. He is not Kevin. He is Fred.......Just to let you know. And I will not call him Kevin. Never. He. Is. Fred.
Alright, now the real reason for my post. I shall begin it with a story. My dad was driving me and my brothers to school earlier this week and we saw an alive deer on the side of the road. This story may not make any sense because some people may have seen a ton of deer before. I shall explain.
One day, last year, I was taking the bus to school. You see, I live in two different houses since my parents are divorced. I always catch the bus at my mom's house since it's safer then going to a main street to catch the bus at my dad's. Anyways, I got on my "wonderful" bus that wasn't broken down that day (we have a hormonal bus. We don't know when we'll get to rid it or one of the older, crappier ones). Gray clouds were in the sky with little light coming through (IMPORTANAT!). After I got on, the bus picked up all the other kids and got on its way to school.
We then turn onto a road with several neighborhoods then it's all wooded area. Well, I decided to stare out the window and look into all of the wooded trees. When suddenly, everything went slow motion as a deer popped out of the trees heading straight for me. For all of you people questioning whether or not slow motion happens, yes it does. I swore I was staring at that thing for twenty seconds before it hit. But, before it could actually hit my window, I started to turn my head so I wasn't looking at it.
All of this glass came flying down on me and everyone on the bus gasps. The people that know me are asking if I'm alright and telling me that I have blood on my face from the impact of the glass. Other people are shouting for the bus driver to pull over and others are yelling to go to the school since there's a nurse there. The bus driver decideds to continue to school and I'm the first one off the bus since I need medical attention. I walk past the teachers who tell students to go into the caferteria to wait for the morning bell to ring if the common's area is too full. Remember, I don't know how much blood is on my face so when they gape at me I think that the left side of my face is covered in blood.
When I get to the nurse, I tell her what happened and she makes a few phone calls to my parents and tells me to get the glass out of my clothes. When I get everything out, the nurse tells me my dad is coming to bring me more clothes so I can change in case any shards are still in there. She also got permission from my dad to use antibiotics on the cuts on my face. Ends up the only blood on my face is a thin stream that stops halfway down my cheek.
Lets fast forward a little. By second period, rumors are circling around that someone got sent to the hospital because of the deer. I swear, I would have burst out laughing because of the shear stupidity of it. I politily told the boy who heard the rumor I got the worst of it. Later on, I also found out it wasn't one deer that hit my bus but three. Five total but two were hit.
I'm also terrified of riding next to trees at night because I think that a deer is going to come and hit my window again. Though there was one positive thing that happened because of this. I found out that the dark windows on buses are really made of glass XD
Sunday, September 7, 2008
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OH ME GAWD BANE-DANE ARE YOU ALL RIGHT????
I'm fine. It happened last year. I guess you could call it the highlight of my highschool career.
I forgot to add this but, what makes this story even weirder is that I had a dream similar to this where I saw the deer coming towards me (the slow motion sequence). Weird, right?
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