I feel like my life would have ended when I was little (6 or 7). What a frightening experience it was.

My dad and my mom were driving somewhere, I don’t recall who sat next to me. I was looking outside the car window, looking at random things that I didn’t know what they were because I was little, and I couldn’t make out what I was seeing. The next thing you know… ”BOOM”, everything that I was seeing all of a sudden was spiraling around my eyes and I felt like I was about to die. I was unconscious for about 5 mins, I don’t know exactly what I was dreaming about, but it had something to do with my mom and dad rushing towards me and hoping I was still alive. I woke 5 mins later and when I raised my hand, it looked like it was bruised and a bit swollen. I saw my Dad approaching this other driver who I assumed was the one who crashed into us, and he looked as though he was holding the other person onto his car and yelling and cursing at him for crashing into us. I heard ambulances and police cars, which I knew what they were since my dad supposedly used to work as a policemen, and I would listen to his sirens. By the way, my mom was the one who called 911, she told me. The EMT/Paramedics arrived and helped me and the others in my family get up, as well as giving us check ups to see if anyone was hurt. I was the only one somehow who got a swollen, bruised up hand, and the others didn’t get hurt at all. It was horrific, my little mind was viewing it as like a Call Of Duty death scene, but this time it’s for reals. I will never forget that moment. I’m just thankful and grateful to be alive to this day, as well as have friends on this website, as well as in real life, who I can tell this story to.