![]() "Cracked Open Like an Egg"A Story by Donovan Simpson![]() The day I met my near death experience.![]() Donovan Simpson October6, 2012 "Cracked Open Like An Egg" Everything was going splendid until I met my near death experience. I looked him in the face, but I didn't feel his punch. Only if I could see into the future this could have been prevented. My mom could have interceded. I guess fate can't be prevented. Sometimes I think life is a contradiction, because we live to die, but my contradiction wasn't over. I remember this like fresh water out of a spring. It was a summer cool night. The breeeze was as cool as the other side of the pillow, which made my mood splendid. I was excited and I had adrenaline. I would ride my friend's pocket bike for the third time. A pocket bike is a minature motorcycle also known as a death machine to me. I got onto the motorcycle without any protection. I started it up and then I am aproxiamately 35s from my n.d.e (near death experience). I slowly take off not having a thought in my head of getting hurt. This is where I went wrong. I am somewhat of a show off. 10s from my n.d.e I look back at my friend and I cranked the bike to 45mph at 9s from my n.d.e. I take off speeding only hearing the sound of the bike and feeling the cool summer breeze. 1s from my n.d.e there stands a curved bump that shoots me three feet in the air off a reglular bike. Now can you guess whats going to happen next. Yep! You guessed it. 0s I met my n.d.e. I hit the bump and my body went into ultimate protective mode. It was if I had a force field. As I flipped and tumbled I had no thought or state of mind. When I opened my eyes from shock I find myself upside down in the air. Everything was slow motion like a dramatic scene in a movie. Next thing you know I was sitting on my butt staring at my hand wondering why are they dirty? That wasn't dirt! That was the very moment I realized I busted my head. I could feel blood trickling down my ear. I feel my head feeling the moon shaped gap in my head. I started standing up as I saw my friend sprint full speed towards me. he thought I burned my hands. I wasn't thinking about anything, but why did I bust my head? Why was it me? It wass weird because I was calm until they operated on my head. The doctor said, "Any harder impact and you would had died." My mother framed me as an example of not listening to your parents. She showed my classmates and friends. I would never forget the day the ground tried to make an omlet out of my head. © 2012 Donovan SimpsonReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 23, 2012 Last Updated on October 23, 2012 Author![]() Donovan SimpsonLos Angeles, CAAboutI like to write in my leisure time. I don't feel I have a good writing ability, but I feel I have a great writing ability. My grandmother wants me to write a book about her life because my very good u.. more.. |