Bella

Warning: You might think this is very cheesy, which it probably is but it is what it is. I remember driving in my parents car to go see a car that I might be able to get. When I saw the car sitting in the driveway I jumped out of the car and ran to it running all around it. I was so excited. It was a maroon honda civic. I never imagined me liking a car that was maroon but this car was perfect! We took it for a test drive and when we got back my dad told the owner of it that we were going to buy it. I was SO excited!!! It was Friday night and we couldn't get into the bank to get the money out until Monday. That weekend seemed like FOREVER to me. All I wanted was my car that I had been hoping for for a very long time. Monday came I was very excited. I was in a CNA class at the time and I had clinicals Monday nights. My parents picked me up from the hospital and I was eager to ask about my car. They told me that they weren't able to get it that day and I would have to wait another day. I was disappointed, I just wanted my car. Sitting in the back seat next to me was a paper that had information on a '99 Honda Civic... I was curious so I asked and my parents and they said that it was a paper the guy had given them the Friday before. Me being naive and trusting whatever my parents said I believed them. Kellie and her family were living at our house at the time and when we got home she was in the kitchen making something. I was hungry so I was looking for some food when Kellie went into the garage. I could see something in there. It had shinny stuff on it. I saw MY car!!! I ran out there and was so excited. My car was in the garage with a ton of bows all over it. I jumped in and wanted to go for a drive. I still had my nasty scrubs on but didn't care. Of course I went for a drive and took anyone that wanted to go on a ride. I had no idea what this car would mean to me.

Bella got me through high school and took me to college. I went on some fun road trips, concerts, everyday drives and just driving for the heck of it. My car is where I would go when I needed to get away and just think. Yes, I have been wanting a new car but I didn't want to lose my car this way.

I was on my way to the dentist last Wednesday in Gunnison when I went around a corner and my tire got to close to the edge of the road. I got scared and over-correct. That caused my back tires to go into the gravel and my car slammed into a telephone pole and spun around ending up in the middle of the road facing the opposite direction. I had no clue what had just happened. I tried putting my car in drive and moving but it wouldn't go. I could see cars from both ways coming at me. Luckily these two men pulled over and pushed me to the side of the road. When I got out of the car I had no clue of what had just taken place. I walked around trying to calm down and not shake so much. After a while I went and looked at my car and that's when I just realized what had happened. My back window was shattered along with the back passenger side. The back passenger door was smooshed in. I didn't know what to do. My parents were in Idaho fishing and didn't have service. I tried calling Thomas first and he didn't answer. I called Julie. no answer. Tyrel was at work and was in training so he had his phone but wasn't using it. I called him and no answer. I text him. I called Annie, no answer. I called Whit and after a long time and lots of rings she ANSWERED!! She said she would be on her way. So thankful. Next thing I know Tyrel is calling me and says he's on his way. I called Kevin so he could get a hold of Julie. I got a call from her telling her what had happened when I see Tyrels truck flying around the corner passing cars. All I could think is that he was going to cause another wreck. I had been crying on and off this whole time. I had finally stopped and when I saw him I couldn't hold it in anymore. I talked to the police and got everything figured out. Thomas and Kenzie drove down to be there and help get my car on the trailer. I cried again when we got to the shop and I saw my car. I keep forgetting it happened and hate when I'm reminded. I think that I have heard, "Cars are replaceable but you're not" and "I'm just glad that you're okay" like 72 times. That's not how I've been feeling. I am okay. I'm fine. But my car's not and it's MY fault. I did this. That's all I could think whenever I saw my car. I am grateful for being safe and that I was wearing my seat belt and that no one else was with me. But what happened is not okay.

I am grateful for my friends and family helping me and being there for me. My parents were very understandable which helped me a lot. I know I might be dumb but I miss my car and would just rather have Bella back.

I had that heart on my mirror pretty much the whole time I had my car. I got a new car:) After stocking KSL for a while and my parents test driving cars for a few days we finally found one. It's a silver civic. It's newer and is a way cute color. I love it. I named her lulu.

The heart is now in my new car:)