Worst thing ever:
I was about 9 months old, and Me and My family was leaving some friends house, in Fort St John. (4 Hours away from here). So we were driving lalalala and the raod was icey. (Winter btw). Soon after, we hit a huge ice slick and went careening off the road, down a 56ft hill and stopped upside down against a big pine tree. My mom was franticly worried about me, and my dad whent out to find my Baby Formula, Luckily, we were driving in front of a tow truck, and he had enough cables to pull up our car. Saldy, an ambulance was 1 hour away. Well, when It came, it was a 2 hour drive to Mackenzie. Apparently, I had 15 shards of Glass in my face, several more in my body, and was losing alot of blood. My mom didn't care about her condition, she just wanted me to live. But she was badly cut up too. My dad only escaped with a few cuts and brusies.
Fun-Fact: We never found my baby bad until last year, when we parked nearby, and went hiking at that hill. It was covered with icky stuff. But it was cool, cause it had my old stuff in it.
