Far Away From Home
One day, my family and some family friends were going to go on a four-wheeler ride. For some reason, I had ridiculous anxiety, even though I normally enjoyed ATV rides quite a bit. On this particular day, however, I would not stop complaining because I did not want to go—at all.
Finally, my family was able to convince me to go with them. We didn’t usually wear helmets, but since I was being difficult because I didn’t want to be there, I made a huge deal out of it. My dad responded with, “It doesn’t matter, we’ll be going slowly,” but it still irked me.
I kept whining for most of the day, and a family friend kept asking me, “What’s the worst that could possibly happen?” Well, the worst did happen. I kid you not, he probably said this to me 20 times throughout the day.
After we got out of the mountains and onto the main road, and I thought the ride was mostly over and done with, my friend, who was driving the four-wheeler that my mom was on, lost control. Their four-wheeler went off the cliff, and my mom was seriously injured.
My mom ended up with a broken collarbone and shoulder blade, six broken ribs, a broken back in four places, a shattered pelvis, a collapsed lung, and a serious head injury.
She actually had a pretty miraculous recovery, though. No one knows how, because it was truly unheard of considering the severity of her injuries. Story credit: Reddit / (anniemckenzie13)