Last night around 9:00-9:30, my brother I and were driving around a bend and (he was driving his camry and I was in the passenger seat) his back end fishtailed and he couldn't control the car and we did a 360 and then became air born. I opened my eyes and saw the car was in air flying front passenger side door right into a tree. I closed my eyes and prayed; mysteriously in the freaking air the back end spun the other way and the car just fell down a ditch missing 5 trees that were very close together. The car went straight through a 7 foot clearance of two huge trees and didn't hit a single tree. That was some scary stuff. I was so freaking out of my mind.
Matters only got worse from that point. Both my brother and I pretty much walked away without any major injury, however, we took down two bushes of someone's property and both the husband and wife came out acting all angry yelling at the police officer, my brother, myself, and both my parents, and people who stopped to help my brother and I out of the car. She actually yelled at the people and witnesses to go away and 'that this didn't concern them.' Then she accused my brother and I of being 'drunk punks' racing down her street. She proceeded to insult my mother and father and tell them they are not good parents. Her husband told my father that he didn't care (actually said didn't give a sh*t) about the physical condition of my brother and myself and that his property was much more important.
Why do people like this exist in the world? I really don't understand why people have to be so mean; am I so naive to want to believe that people are intrinsically good?
Furthermore, I am noticing that the cliche; "when it rains, it pours" is quite true. I've been complaining a lot on this forum lately; thanks for listening and your support. I really appreciate it. It makes me proud to be a member of such a supportive board, and I can only hope that my contributions mean as much to others as yours to me.
Bruised and Confused,
Sean
Matters only got worse from that point. Both my brother and I pretty much walked away without any major injury, however, we took down two bushes of someone's property and both the husband and wife came out acting all angry yelling at the police officer, my brother, myself, and both my parents, and people who stopped to help my brother and I out of the car. She actually yelled at the people and witnesses to go away and 'that this didn't concern them.' Then she accused my brother and I of being 'drunk punks' racing down her street. She proceeded to insult my mother and father and tell them they are not good parents. Her husband told my father that he didn't care (actually said didn't give a sh*t) about the physical condition of my brother and myself and that his property was much more important.
Why do people like this exist in the world? I really don't understand why people have to be so mean; am I so naive to want to believe that people are intrinsically good?
Furthermore, I am noticing that the cliche; "when it rains, it pours" is quite true. I've been complaining a lot on this forum lately; thanks for listening and your support. I really appreciate it. It makes me proud to be a member of such a supportive board, and I can only hope that my contributions mean as much to others as yours to me.
Bruised and Confused,
Sean