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السلالام عليكم انا اخترت الموضوع الثاني لانو اصعب الاول تقدر تكتبو وسهل وانا كتبت نفس الفكره حقت التجربه المخيفه لانو جاني في النهائي ليفيل 3 وهذا الموضوع ان شاء الله يعجبك
Three years ago, I was a person too optimistic and naïve to be afraid; I experienced fear only when watching a scary movie. My life throughout the first 13 years was simple and happily led. The only fear in my life was in June 2004, when I endured a macabre school bus accident that nearly destroyed my entirety. Within the moment of struggling between life and death, I found out I was no longer naïve and optimistic, but a thoughtful and strong-willed warrior fighting for survival every second.
As the school bus rumbled into an underpass, my back stiffened at its shrill sound as it shook. "Thud!" There came a gigantic thrust from behind that pressed us against each other from one side to another. Our school bus had bumped into a truck; I saw the bus started wobbling uncontrollably until it hit the wall and began to turn over. I never felt so petrified in my life at the moment when the bus driver fell off her seat and passed out. It was a sign that things were going to get worse. People were already screaming, and pushing each other. I gaped at the topsy-turvy world in fright, not knowing what to do, as if part of my soul had already been taken. I collected myself by praying and thinking optimistically: It was just a little collision ... I could not calm myself anymore when all the wires started sizzling and flames danced in the darkness. I was thunderstruck; I gripped onto the seat even more firmly. However, the force was pushing my head as if lifting a feather, nearer and nearer to a window. Within seconds, I knew I was going to fly out. I stared fixedly at the window in desperation, contemplating how it was going to be until it cracked and cut me into pieces. In just five seconds, I realized how pessimistic and fragile I actually was.
Am I dying? I questioned myself and God. Suddenly, memories of the past all flushed into my mind like water that spurted out from a pipe. I saw my mother, a caring and diligent woman, who always prepares my favorite dish while waiting for my return from school. Then I saw my father, a loquacious and rational man, who should be reading the newspaper and ready to discuss it at dinner. I saw my sister, a spoiled 6 year old, who always asks for candies. I had never had such a vehement desire to be with my family, and I wondered what they would become if their daughter never came back. I felt my nails dig deeper into the leather of the seat as I recalled how I promised myself to succeed in this country the day when I arrived in the U.S.: "I must get into a college and graduate, I have to buy a bigger house for my family, I want to survive . . ." Every second as I struggled, I felt as if new energy was flowing through my body that made my will stronger. I fought with the force that pushed my head into the window by shoving backwards against it; I fought and scrabbled for an emergency window. Finally, we were able to pull out the emergency window and people came to rescue us. When I got away, I could think of nothing except the heat of leaking fluid on my neck, flashing lights and rushing people to the hospital.
For months after the bus accident, I shook whenever I saw a bus. Every time I woke up, I wondered if I were still alive, or had part of me already been taken in that accident. Yet, I wondered what other kids would become after that accident; were they getting weaker or stronger? I saw my survival as a growth of my other self: strong-willed, mature in thinking and emotion, and striving. Although I complained about the bus driver putting our lives at risk by driving too fast, without the bus accident I would never have become the motivated and thoughtful person I am now. I truly experienced and learned what a fright actually is. A fright is not merely horror toward a short life expectancy but a sudden self realization of the goals and the love ones you don't want to abandon. After the accident, I began to learn and do the things I never learned before, such as hiking and ng; also, I learned to be more social with people and cherished the moments I had with my family and friends. Each time when faced with a problem, I now will approach it with strong will and perseverance, just like the moment I felt a strong desire for survival and struggled to find a way out.