What I can Remember of my Life

This is a true story of my life so strap in I'm going to tell a long story.

Starting from the age where and child can start to remember things, 4. The biggest tragedy in my life happened. A car ran me over, of course I lived to tell the tale. But let's tell the story from the beginning.

So, I was 4 I just got out of preschool. My grandfather came to pick me and we had to cross a street nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Then in an instant a car at full speed hit and knocked me unconscious. I woke up a bit later to find I was stuck under the hood of the car. I heard the paramedics yelling to get the debris off of me. My clothes were burned and infused with my skin, my hand was open as well as my back, I was sent to the hospital where I was set up for surgery to get my wounds treated. Before the operation started I woke up and in MASSIVE amounts of pain, I started to kick and scream, causing my broken bones to sink into the meat of my leg and arm. I was put to sleep by anesthesia only to wake up from my surgery 3 MONTHS later, due to my body needing major internal repairs so I was in a coma, when I woke up I had giant tube going down my throat to "feed" me. I pressed the button to alert the nurse to my room.

It was very late at the time, the nurse helped me up and I drank a lot of water and ate some food. I was starving and thirsty.

Thank you for reading my first ever chapter, if you have any tips on how to tell a good story I'll be very grateful.