On March 17, 2022, literally a week after my birthday on March 10, I almost lost my life. In my head, I still can't believe this accident happened because literally a day before this accident happened, I was having one of the greatest times of my life with some friends. It was such a fun day and never would I expect it the next day that I would almost lose my life. But let me begin with how my day went before the accident. It was just a normal day waking up for school, getting ready for school, and I had a YouTube video planned later that day. So I wore my favorite hoodie, my favorite shirt, so I looked good for the YouTube video, and at around 10 o'clock, I just went along my day and went to school. And what I want to school is just a regular day of school, just meeting with friends, talking with friends, going to class and doing homework. And I'd say around 2.50 pm is when school ends for me, and at around this time, I would just walk to my car and just drive home. But before I drove off from my school, I texted all my friends that I planned on recording YouTube videos with later that day, that I would see them in about 30 minutes. After I sent that text, I just went on my way and drove. I thought it was going to be another regular day driving out of school, but never would I expect that that in 3 minutes into my driving route, literally in a blink of an eye, I woke up on the sidewalk, paramedics surrounding me, a bunch of people surrounding me, I don't know what happened, but the first thing I would always remember is that when I woke up, it didn't feel real. It felt like I was in a dream, but soon I noticed that I was in a car accident. When I woke up, when I opened my eyes, the other thing I noticed was only when I was open. Only my right eye was open at a time, and the first thing I did was touch my left eye, because for some reason I couldn't see from that eye. I didn't know if it was just not open, or if I lost eye vision from that eye. The next thing I did was I looked around me, but when I was looking around, it was kind of like blurry, if I was really slow, I felt really dizzy, so I kind of didn't know what was going on. Until I saw two cars, which is my car, and another car, which were badly damaged, and that's when I came to the conclusion that I was just in a car accident. It didn't feel real. It felt like a dream, because I literally couldn't feel anything. I could barely move my body. I didn't feel no pain. I only remember barely moving and being able to move my head. How I felt at the time wasn't really scared, because it did not feel real at all. Until I started to realize it was real when I could start feeling the motion, and hearing, then picking it up, and putting it into the paramedic stroke. It was definitely a scary feeling, because when I was in that paramedic stroke, I couldn't move my body at the time. I started hearing the sirenzy being drove off, and I started realizing that this was real, because it was going on for way too long. But the one thing I still didn't notice is that I had a really big cut on my head. I thought I couldn't move my body anymore, because I really couldn't. But going back to the part when I was in the paramedic's car, I couldn't really open my eyes at this time, because it was blurry. So I kind of had to rely on my hearing to determine where I was at, and I can remember them driving to the hospital with the sirens. And I'm not going to lie. Every time I hear this sirens, the best few days, this outside, I just think about what happened. It's kind of like after it's accident, it's like, it's kind of like a mental battle the past few days, because there's so many things that just make you rethink what happened, like being in the car isn't for the same. When I heard them arrive to the hospital, all I heard them was me being rushed to a room. I like it, and you're like, here's a lot of people working on me, and keep in mind, I still didn't know that there's a big cut on my head until I started hearing them talk about how much blood was coming out of my head. Just hearing them talk about how much blood was coming out on my head, it's kind of scared to think about it, because that's all I heard, all I heard was them talking about the blood. I was hoping it was fake because I still didn't feel anything. I was still able to move my body, my eyes were just closed. I was just hearing everything that was going on in that room. And when I started feeling that neck brace put on me, I don't know how to explain how I felt, I was just scared because I wasn't able to move my body at the time. And when they put a neck brace on you, that's one thing that goes on my head that I don't know how to, I can't talk right now. When we put that neck brace on me, the one thing that was in my head was, am I okay? Can I move my neck? And I just started to understand that more that this car really happened because it was too detailed. And the one thing that hurt me the most when the neck brace put on, and realizing that this was real, was just thinking about my parents. Because every time I drive off the school, my parents always tell me to drive safe. And specifically, the morning of this day, my mom told me to drive safe. I would always tell her I would. But when I realized that this was real, it just hurt me because I didn't keep that promise to my mom. But going back to the, when I was in the hospital bed, after they worked out my head, they covered my head with really tight to stop them bleeding. And after that, they were doing this thing called, I think called a CTCN. It was like an X-ray throughout my whole body. And I think they were just doing that to see if I broke any bones. After that, they bought me to another room. This is where I was able to open my eyes and see clearly. The first thing I did when I started realizing this was real was, I just started to put my body, my legs, arms, fingers, single was working. And I thank God that I was able to move my arms, my legs, my feet. I just felt a really tight sensation on my head. I just know, I think I just knew it was the band-aid around my head, but I didn't really know what was going on up there. I asked my doctor what happened and the doctor explained that at a six inch cut on my head, it was kind of a bit open at the time, but they stitched it. And when my doctor was explaining that to me, I was just really grateful to be there. I could have blood out in minutes. And I also asked my doctor why I couldn't open my left eye. I thought it lost it earlier. And she told me that I couldn't open that eye because there was so much blood coming up on the left side of my head that it covered it. If you really want to see what my cut looks like, I posted a picture of it on my Instagram. I don't want to put the picture here on my YouTube video because it might be disturbing to some people. And now I'm going to talk about probably the most painful part of this whole situation that hurt me the most. It was not no surgery. None of that. It was basically the moment I saw my parents come into the room. First, I just heard the door open. I heard the door open many times. Just the doctor's moving in and out. But this time, I just heard my, my, uh, my parents' voices. I heard my parents' voices. And when I heard them, I just cried because I didn't know what to say. I was just happy to see them. But what hurts me is wondering how they felt seeing me. And all I just said to them is I'm sorry because they definitely felt more pain to seeing me like that than what I felt in that situation. That moment was definitely the hardest time out of the whole situation that happened to me. After that, I posted a picture of what happened to me. And I appreciate all the kind messages, all the prayers. After posting that Instagram story, I just remembered the people I was supposed to meet up with. And when I checked my notifications, I just saw them spamming me with countless messages of where I was at. I was supposed to meet up with them at 3 30 p.m. But the time I checked my phone, I think it was like five or six. And after I made a phone call, the doctors came in and gave me my full X-ray results. And they told me that the only bone that is broken in my body is something called a sternum, something in here, close to my heart area. The bone pain is not that bad. It affects my breathing sometimes. I could feel pain. They also pretty much told me that I had no blood in the brain because there's so many things that would have went on with this cut on my head. It could have caused brain damage to me. And in the end, this situation has made me mentally stronger because it's all been a mental battle since the accident happened. I still have that goal to hit one million subs. This is definitely going to make me push even more because literally in a blink of an eye, I almost lost my life. Even though I'm still really confused why this happened to me, I will always remember that God kept me here. God still has a plan for me and my legacy continues on.