No one believes this anytime I say this, but I’m still gonna day it anyway.
It was a dark winter morning. I had missed my bus again and this had become a common occurrence. I saw my school bus pull out just as I reached the bus stop. I ran behind the bus to catch it, I was hoping I could catch up with the bus at another bus stop which my school bus would reach late because it took a longer path than mine.
I looked around before crossing and saw a beam of light growing in intensity towards me and thought I could cross the road before whatever vehicle passed.Boy was I wrong,
It hit me from behind and I saw darkness, My head was going around in all directions, Time had literally slowed down as I came to a stop and saw the bright flash of light again racing towards me. I couldn’t even process what had happened as I saw that tire get on top of my leg.
I still can’t explain that feeling, no amount of strenuous exercise could ever hurt me as much as the Bus did in those 2 seconds. It happened so fast I couldn’t even process it properly.I was under the bus and saw the rear wheels come toward me.
With all my might I tried to get my legs out of the way, but by then someone had picked me up and the bus had stopped. I swear i heard someone go:
“A saw a bus run over his legs”
That is when I came to the grips of what happened. I would for sure lose the ability to play football(I wanted to become a football player back then). Amputation was what was in my mind. Hell, It would be a miracle if I could ever walk again on two legs. Imagine being so shocked that you can’t even cry in that moment.
It turned out to only be a flesh wound. I walked again within two weeks. There were only minor bruises all over my body. Whenever I tell people about a bus ran over my leg, They instantly assume I’m fooling them. Also, my course on fracture mechanics tells me that there is no way I would have walked again If that had really happened, but my memory of the incident was crystal clear.