One Friday afternoon, last winter, I was traveling home on the bus. It was very cold and the rain was pounding heavily against the windows. I was looking forward to having a hot bath and a cooked meal to warm myself up once I got home. I had no idea that I would have a very lucky escape. The bus was making its way along the high street when something went terribly wrong. We were only about five minutes away from my house when suddenly the driver slammed his brakes on. Everyone on the bus was thrown forwards and then the bus skidded, spun around and veered off the road. The last thing I remember is spinning over and over. When I came round, people were morning. My head was throbbing and tere was blood running down the side of my face. I realised I was trapped in the bus which was on its side, after that, the emergency services were cutting us out of the vehicle and taking people to hospital. Fortunately, a couple of hours and three stitches later, I was able to go home. I was extremely relived that no one was seriously injured and very happy to finally make it home.
