Hey Internet peeps,
So I promised to tell you guys what happened on Feb. 4. So here it is.
It all started at lunch at school. I usually went to a friends house to play video games, and I still do. He doesn't live too far, but his mom drives us there anyways.
Today, we walked about a quarter way there, then my friend's mom comes by. So we get on the car, another friend going on the back seats, and I got on the middle seats (it was a van).
While I was getting on, I knocked over a bottle and it rolled out of the car. So I went to pick it up but this driver (Chinese, female, go ahead and post your stereotypes) started to drive, even though a door was still open, and I was reaching out to get the bottle.
No, I didn't die, but I'm pretty sure by now you can guess that I got hurt. So I was reaching when suddenly the car started moving, so I lost my balance and fell on the road. The road scraped my knees and hurt my hand.
Guess what? The driver was still in motion while I fell. The van ran over my foot and scraped it. It hurts to move it, but I'm okay. When I got run over, I couldn't stand up. Eventually, I made it up and continued on with my day.
Well, that's my story. Go ahead and make fun of Chinese drivers if you must, but please keep the vocabulary choice appropriate.
Thanks for reading,
-personhere
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