write an essay about an accident

The road in front of my school is a narrow one. It is also very busy. Every afternoon when school is dismissed the road becomes almost impassable as children, bicycles, cars and buses jostle and struggle to use it. Sometimes a policeman is there to help things out, but generally chaos reigns and we have to be careful not to get involved in an accident. A few accidents had already occurred. I was a witness to one. If happened just after school. As usual the road was an utter mad house. Children were running across the road to get to their cars and buses. Cars and buses honked angrily at them. Just then I saw a young boy make a dash across the road. There was a loud blare of horn, a squeal of brakes and I saw a car knock into the boy. He fell as though his feet were swept from under him. Fortunately the car was not moving very fast and the driver managed to stop the car before a wheel could run over the fallen boy. All traffic stopped. I ran over to the boy and saw blood on the road. He was bleeding from a cut on his head. A man came and examined the boy. Then he lifted the boy and carried him to a car. They sped off, presumably to the hospital. Many people surrounded the driver who looked dazed and bewildered. A policeman came to calm things down. As there was nothing I could do, I turned and walked down the road carefully. It was terrible to witness an accident. I certainly would not like to be involved in one. It was twilight time. I was watching television in my house when I heard an explosion. More followed. So I went outside to see what the matter was. A column of dark billowing smoke told me the story. There was a fire raging a short distance away. I got onto my bicycle and pedalled in the direction of the smoke. A couple of kilometres later I came upon the fire. It was a row of motor-workshops and they were burning furiously. The police and fire department had.
The accident—the first one—occurred on the Wednesday night before Thanksgiving of my senior year in high school. It left one friend injured and one dead, and for a while afterward the whole thing seemed so surreal and impossible that all we could do—friends, family, anyone connected but not in the accident itself—was try to re-create the simultaneities of that evening, the first person at the scene, the shock of the couple at the nearby house from which the call was made for an ambulance, and then: who called whom, and who was where when they heard. Given our own shock, we couldn’t imagine the parents of the victims hearing those first words: There’s been an accident.When the news reached my family that night, in that orbit of calls, my parents, perhaps like other parents among our friends, presumed their child might have been in the car, which wasn’t the case, though might have been, had I made a different decision earlier that evening. For us seniors, it was a free night with no school the next day, a holiday from everything, including our cursed college apps. Mine was spent with my girlfriend, so I missed the pre-party and then the ride to the real party. And so I missed the accident, too.*Names have been changed throughout.There were two cars, belonging to Jax* and Flynn, driving from the beach north up through town to someone’s parentless house. Riding with Jax was Seger, and with Flynn, Xavier. On a stretch of road by one of the town’s country clubs, Jax lost control of his car, hit a telephone pole, and skidded a hundred feet into a tree. The crash drove the engine through the dashboard. The Jaws of Life were required to cut the bodies from the wreckage.At that moment—as the first siren sounded, as the first numbers were dialed, as the bodies were gathered and rushed away—I was watching a movie/eating Chinese/on a bed with my girlfriend, I can’t remember.
Have you ever been in a car accident before? I have. Let me tell you about the car accident that i was in. My step mom Kristy, my little sister Alison, and I were in our mini van driving to my Aunt Julie's house. It was a cold and partly sunny Sunday. Alison was only about one year old and she was getting hungry so i took a bottle of milk out of the diaper bag. I held the bottle in her mouth until she started to hold it by herself. All of the sudden we felt a huge bump from our car. Alison started to cry. I unbuckled my seatbelt and then I hugged her to show her that she was not hurt and that she was fine. Kristy got out of the car and took Alison out of her car seat. After they got out I got out through the front. Then after everyone was out of the car I got Alison her blanket because it was getting chilly. We turned around and looked at our car. It had only a dent the size of a dime and mabe a scratch or two. We looked at the other car behind us and it was so smashed in the front that it looked like you probably could not even put the key in the ignition. Next thing i know, two police cars, one fire truck, and two ambulances came to the accident. It was very heart pumping. I went over to Alison and Kristy to hug them, I was glad that we were alright. At first i thought that we should have sued because my neck hurt a lot, but when I saw that other car, there was no doubt in my mind that we should not sue. We looked at the girls from the other car they were holding their chests and said that it was hard to breathe because of the airbag. Once everyone left, we went over to the people that were from the other car, and told them that we were gald that they were alright. After we talked to them for bout five minutes, we continued our journey to my Aunt Julie's house. We only wanted to go over there to get their mail while they were on vacation in Florida. When we got the.
Talk about an accident I have witnessed One rainy day last year, while I was returning home from Mersing, a town in the east coast of Malaysia, I witnessed an accident which I shall never forget. I was returning home in my father’s car. It was raining heavily and the road therefore could not be seen clearly. My father, an old man, was driving slowly to avoid an accident. The journey seemed longer than usual, which made me begin to feel tired. All of a sudden, a small car ran at great speed, overtaking us. My father was shocked at the recklessness of the driver of the car. We could not count the number of persons in the car, but were sure that there were at least five, including two children. My father at once predicted that tragedy would befall the occupants of the car. After the prediction, I began to grow impatient. I did not wish to see any horrific scene resulting from accident. Although the car had gone quite far away from us, its rear lights could still be seen. In the distance, there was a narrow bridge. Looking at the way the car was running, I too was now sure that an accident would come. A lorry was coming from the other side of the bridge. It was already on the bridge. The driver of the small car, however, could not slow down in time. He lost control of the car which skidded and plunged into the river. Somehow, the driver managed to slip out of the car. The others however were doomed. When we arrived at the bridge, we were touched deeply by what we saw. Two children were struggling in the river and we could do nothing to save them. Their mother, as we came to know later, was at the bottom of the river, trapped in the car. They were swept away by the rush of the current and drowned. The driver, father of the children, began to cry piteously because of the death of the wife and children. He had lost them so suddenly. It was indeed a very touching scene that.