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When I was almost killed.
When I was about 16, my mom & I were driving home from my aunt's
She was driving, I was sitting beside her in the passenger seat.
We were on a back highway of Upstate New York & Connecticut.
It was a beautiful day with sun and no weather.
When I glanced up, and saw something large coming down in the air.
I yelled to my mom to stop
And with a screeching halt, and a slight shift back in my seat.
A two yard long, 6 inch wide branch pierced the car window like a spear.
The branch put a large scratch on my face and made a hole in the seat between my legs.
A split second later I would have been dead...or at least severely maimed.
I kept that branch with me for a year.
It showed me that it can end anytime, with no reason nor rhyme.
No one to blame.
So make the best of it, and experience all you can.
Because sometimes the ride is over.
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