I didn’t do anything when the van hit my car. I didn’t swerve, I didn’t hit the brakes, I didn’t even take my foot off the accelerator. I was frozen as I saw the tree coming straight at me.
I don’t think my life flashed before my eyes. I didn’t see major events from my childhood play out in front of me. I do remember looking at that tree and thinking, “and now I die”, because people don’t survive when their cars hit trees or poles. I wasn’t scared but I was sad.
I didn’t want to die.