Monday, March 11, 2019
A very important life-lesson Essay
My suspensor David owned a motorcycle. It is not a big wizard, merely it could re branchingate a re onlyy dangerous recreate. further to remind those who like speeding, it is untamed for you and other road users if you are speeding on the road. I demand this in a really painful lesson one night when I rode on the pillion on Davids motorcycle.We were on our authority home one night after a movie in a motion-picture show few kilometers away from my house, solely the traffic on the road during our way back was badly congested. It was a benefit for us to ride on a motorcycle because we could pick our way through the cars and other motorcycles, but once we were on the main road, we cruised along freely.Maybe because the journey was alike smooth while we were on the high way, I felt up tiresome but David just dont sop upm to feel in that way, so I decided to tease on him to make him speed up. He didnt reply me in any words, but I could feel that the motorcycle offset to pic k up speed. The cool atmosphere rushed through my face, the lamppost, the scenery and all the background passing by faster and faster makes me feel more and more excited Just feeling curious, I placed my head over Davids bring up and had a peep on the speedometer, and to my excite, the needle was shaking roughly 100km/h markThis was the fastest experience that I ever had on a moving vehicle I really felt excited locomote on the pillion of Davids motorcycleSuddenly, David stepped on the brakes and made a really hard left turn to get go forth from the alley and continue on our journey back. But during the turn, I heard a loud bang coming from the rear part of the motorcycle. David loose witness of his bike and it drag both of us with it quite a infinite away. The motorcycle was dragging me helplessly with my head scouring on the floor. It all happened in just a few seconds.I looked around desperately. Oh, my probity David was lying flat on his back and groaning softly. I mana ged to bring myself up and free David from the wrecked motorcycle. I had a glanced around to find out what just happened, but all I could see was a car with its right front light broken and its bumper dropped on the floor in a curved shape.David turned me around suddenly and had a frank look on my left forehead, and then he said to me that Im bleeding with a quite deep wound on my left forehead. I raised my left weapon system and try to mop off the blood, and only then I found that my left arm was badly wounded and bleeding. I started felt very dizzy.All of a sudden, powerful lights blinded me. I heard voices talking anxiously and footsteps upper in our direction. Other road-users had arrived at the scene and they came to help us. The next one-half hour was daze, I vaguely remembered being carried into a van. I was in addition stunned to protest. I also heard that someone kept tell was all right, but before I could move my body, both of my leg suddenly paralyzed, I kneeled on m y knees and blacked out.After I regain my consciousness, Im sleeping on a bed with whiteness pillowcase, white blanket and almost everything around me was white. It doesnt take long for me to sack up that Im in a hospital bed. I looked around searching for David, but he is nowhere to be found. I starting to get worried but my parents came in and seem glad to see me awake. Surely the first thing came out from my mind was asking almost Davids condition, and my mother replied that Davids condition was not as grievous as mine, he just had some bruises and scratches around his body. I felt relieved.Eventually, we recovered from the painful accident in a month time. This concomitant made us aware of the speeding hazards and the terrible consequences that we have to erect for the mistake we have done. The price to pay was too much and too painful. I always thought that accidents only happen to other people, but its not true after this accident that I willing never forget for the res t of my life. Remember that your life is very precious, and conceptualise of the people who cared for you.
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