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thinking anything. I saw my foot kick the passenger?s side door open and my body tumbled onto the cold, wet ground. Soon I was walking down the road. The two-mile walk to the nearest house seemed to take an eternity. The perfect frozen bliss I had acknowledged earlier had all but vanished. My mind was spinning and screaming and crying all the same. Nothing seemed to make any sense, it had all happened so fast? so fast. Suddenly, there I was, pounding on the door of a house, and I did not even remember the walking I had just done. After fifteen minutes of knocking, someone answered. I told him what had happened and he let me use the phone. I called my parents, afraid that they would disown me after I had crashed the van. Of course they didn?t. They were happy I was not hurt

seriously. I had only sustained some bruised ribs and some cuts and scratches. The next day we had the van pulled from the woods. It was, needless to say, totaled. The fiberglass body was torn completely down to the frame. All seven windows were broken out. One of them lay on the ground completely unscathed, aside from being detached from the vehicle. The object I had hit head on was a giant boulder. Had I not run into that, I would have ended up in the river! The radio died sometime during the night, but I hadn?t. Which, of course, is what I was thankful for during that Thanksgiving weekend. I never did make it to basketball practice that morning. I had a good excuse, though. Sometimes when the air bites at my hands and my face, yet seems to be so still, a chill will run my

spine. And if I listen close enough, I can hear the sound of breaking glass and crunching metal. Some things a person never forgets.