Read: My Scariest Experience

Sheila: Have I ever told you about the time I got hit by a car?

Connie: No. What happened?

Sheila: I was a university student. I was working part time at the university bookstore. It was a dark October morning, and I was walking to a bookstore employee meeting. I was just a little late, so I took a shortcut. Before I stepped onto the street, I looked both ways. No car was coming. I started across. When I was about half way across, a car came speeding around the corner.

Connie: You’re kidding. Didn’t the driver see you?

Sheila: I guess not. The car hit one of my legs and knocked me down hard. Then I fell back and hit my head on the street.

Connie: Really? That’s terrible.

Sheila: Yeah, at first I couldn’t breathe. That frightened me a lot. After a minute though, I stood up and walked over to the sidewalk. My leg and ankle and tailbone hurt. My head was bleeding.

Connie: Did the driver stop and help you?

Sheila: Nope. Someone called the university police, but they didn’t come until after I left. Another student was driving by. She took me to the student health center, so we didn’t call an ambulance.

Connie: Well, that was nice. I can’t believe the other driver left you. What did the doctor say?

Sheila: He told me I had a broken ankle and had to have eleven stitches in the back of my head.